Last Spring, one of my wife's relatives past away. My wife and my young son both went to a large Midwestern city for the funeral. They left on a Thursday evening flight for the Saturday funeral and planned to return on Monday. I would have accompanied my wife; however, I had some very important client meetings scheduled for Friday.
As Friday afternoon wound down, I began contemplating the weekend. I would have the entire weekend to myself. My sex life with my wife was not as fulfilling as it used to be, and as a horny 40 yr old, I spent more and more time on the internet looking at pictures of attractive young women. I spent Friday night in front of the computer going from 1 web site to another looking at x- rated pictures. I planned to go to my favorite topless bar on Saturday night, as I did on the few occasions when my wife was out of town.
I slept late on Saturday morning and walked to the curb to retrieve the morning paper. Wendy, our next door neighbors' daughter was walking her dog on the side walk. Wendy was a drop dead gorgeous 21 year old brunette with big brown eyes and full luscious lips. She stood about 5"6" tall and sported an absolutely spectacular set of tits. She had a striking resemblance to a 1990's porn star named Celeste. I had also heard from another neighbor that Wendy had been approached on campus by a Playboy scout asking her to submit photos to the magazine. Supposedly, she had turned them down. When she washed her car in the driveway in her bikini, it was almost like a pay per view event. I would immediately find something to do in the front yard or the garage so I could stare at her heavenly body. The teenage boy across the street would also come out and pretend to shoot hoops on his basketball goal. My wife had caught me staring at Wendy on at least 1 occasion, and she was none too happy about it.
As we met at the sidewalk, Wendy and I began making small talk. She mentioned that her parents were away on vacation for a week while she was studying for her Finals. She was a marketing major with a finance minor at the local university. She was concerned about her Managerial Finance final on Monday. She barely had a C average in the course, and was worried that her grade may slip down to a D. I had just finished my MBA in Finance 2 years ago, and I casually mentioned that to Wendy. She immediately asked if I could help her study for her Final exam in Finance. Without any hesitation I said "sure". We made plans for her to come over right after lunch at 1:00 PM. As I walked back into the house, I began thinking about spending the entire afternoon with Wendy. I knew that my wife would not approve of this whatsoever; however, I knew that she would not approve of me going to topless bars either, and I had already made plans for that hedonistic excursion.
As I ate breakfast and read the paper, I could hardly keep my mind off of the upcoming afternoon. I could feel my cock throbbing thru my thin shorts. I spent an hour that morning quickly reviewing my class notes and the textbook which I had used 2 years ago. With my engineering background, I had practically aced the course; nonetheless, I wanted to be somewhat prepared. I ate a quick lunch at 12:00, and then I showered, shaved and then dressed like I was going out on a date. She rang my doorbell at 1:00 sharp, and as I opened the door, I know that my eyes must have grown as big as saucers. She was wearing a tight fitting pink tank top that perfectly showcased her ample chest. A pair of white cotton shorts gave me a great view of her tanned and very shapely legs. Her cute little feet were perfectly visible beneath her sandals. We quickly settled in around the breakfast room table. We started reviewing the areas which gave her the most difficulty. Her face was like that of an angel, so I had to really concentrate on the finance stuff and not just gaze into her eyes. After working about a dozen finance problems, we took a brief break.
We talked about her other courses and what she was planning to do after her graduation next Fall. I soon found out that she did some part-time modeling, and that she had just broken up with her boyfriend less than 3 weeks ago. I asked if she was dating anybody else, and she replied "no". This kind of surprised me because normally girls with Wendy's looks can find another boyfriend within a few days. She mentioned that a lot of guys had called her or asked her out, but that was not ready to date quite yet. We talked for almost an hour before again reviewing more finance concepts and problems. By 6:00, we decided to stop for the day. As Wendy was walking out the front door, she mentioned that she did not have any plans for Dinner. She asked if I would like to go out and eat somewhere. With my brain now lodged in my crotch, I quickly said "yes".
She said that she would quickly change clothes and be back in a few minutes. I was dressed OK, so I just sat in the Den hoping my wife would never find out about today's events. Within 10 minutes she returned still wearing the eye popping pink tank top. She did change into a pair of white capri pants as well as a pair of open toed high heels. I opened the car door for her like this was some sort of date. With rare exceptions, I had not done that for my wife in almost 5 years. After sitting in the car, the smell of her perfume was almost intoxicating. I was honest and upfront with her and asked if we could go to a restaurant halfway across town so that no one would recognize us. She understood that my marriage was important and directed me to a Mexican restaurant at least 15 miles from the house. We spent about an hour an a half at the restaurant enjoying great food and conversation. As I stared into her eyes, I swear this was the most attractive female had I ever seen outside of an adult magazine or video. She could have made a fortune working at the upscale topless club that I had planned to visit that evening.
As we drove back to my house, it certainly seemed that she was coming on to me. As I drove and we talked, she would lightly touch my arm or knee. Despite our age differences, I would have definitely made a play for her if I had not been married. After returning to my house, she said yes when I asked if she would like to come in and listen to some CDs. She sat on the couch right beside me. After about 30 more minutes, our eyes and lips met with a passionate kiss. My lips danced across her high cheekbones, eyes and forehead. With her left leg now draped across my lap, our tongues met for some steamy French kissing. My cock was bulging up noticeably under my khaki pants. When I slightly repositioned her left leg on my lap, she looked down upon the huge tent in my pants. She smiled and then whispered in my ear "I want you to make love to me". I was now so horny that I could not have said no to this question for almost any amount of money.
We continued to kiss and make out like 2 high school kids at a drive-in. I then picked her up and carried her up to my Master bedroom. After I laid her on the bed, she sat up and unbuckled my belt and pulled it free. As she stared at my bulging crotch, she looked up in my eyes and said "it looks like some one wants to come out and play". I swallowed hard and quickly said "yes".