After Lisa and I broke up, I actually felt relieved. We were just not meant to be, and I think we both understood that in the end. But, honestly, I was also feeling somehow bad, as you do after a break-up. And of course, Anna, my now ex-girlfriend's mom, was still on my mind. I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened in the car at that wedding. Although we didn't have actual sex, it had definitely been the hottest thing I had ever done. And so there I was, single, confused, and horny as fuck.
It took a few days after the break-up for my mood to lighten up. It was late at night when I received a text message from Anna.
`Hey single boy, I hope you are doing fine! Me and my girls from work are going for after-business drinks to this nice little French bar near our store, Thursday evening. Who knows, maybe we'll accidentally run into each other there. Anna`
And there it was again, the excitement. What did she have in mind, now that I was not dating her daughter anymore? My mind was spinning for the following days. Of course, there was only one way to find out: go for it, show up a that place, sip a drink at the bar, and see what happens.
Thursday came, and I was nervous as fuck. I had a few drinks at home to calm myself down, before going out. As I walked through the old town, more and more fancy, well-dressed people crossed my way as they went to the nearby bars and restaurants. Thursdays is almost as big a day for going out as the weekend. Plus you get to see a lot of fancy after-work crowd. Eventually I passed the fashion store where Anna works. By that time, it was already closed. A few steps down the alley was the bar she mentioned, a posh little place, super crowded with well dressed people. I lit a cigarette to calm down. Luckily, I made a bit of an effort and put on a nice shirt. Still, I felt a bit awkward, but what the hell. The few drinks I had helped a bit to not care too much.
The place was packed, and much bigger than it looked from outside. The fancy downtown after-work crowd didn't really notice me as I walked in and went straight to the bar. I ordered a beer and had a look around. So many good-looking people, mostly engaged in conversations about work. But also lots of rich older men, probably looking to score. And lots of pantyhose clad women. Although a nice treat for the eye, I was focused on Anna, but where was she? Was she even there? Maybe she had already left.
I casually let my eyes wander around, until I saw her. Bingo! She was sitting at a bar table with three other women, her co-workers I assumed. They were talking and laughing and drinking cocktails. From what I could see, she looked phenomenal. She wore her hair down, which made her even more attractive. And boy, she was dressed to kill. Actually all four of them were, all wearing sexy dresses. And all of them were showing quite some leg, looking highly determined to attract the attention of every man in the room. From what I could see, they were quite successful with that.
Anna wore a black glitter dress, fancy black pumps with a buckle application and, best of all, showed off her long legs in sheer black pantyhose. What a sight she was. They were all good looking, but Anna easily stood out, as usual. Two of her colleagues seemed to be around her age, while the fourth one seemed a bit younger. All of them were clad in some sort of hosiery. The younger one sported some eye-catching glitter tights while the others opted for sheers, one in nude, and one in black with polka dots. A straight four out of four, not bad.
After a few minutes of me sipping my drink and gazing at her, Anna saw me, and gave me a quick wave along with a smile. That's when she started her show. She constantly crossed and re-crossed her legs, let her hand run over her thigh and even kept dangling her shoe. All while giving me the occasional glance to make sure I was still watching. As if I was able to focus on anything else. She knew exactly what she was doing, and I could see how she was enjoying to once again tease the shit out of me. It had an effect on my cock too. How could she drive me so crazy every goddamn time? I was not the only one though, quite some men were checking her out. She seemed to love it. I ordered another drink, something stronger, with vodka, to calm me down and keep my cool. I actually met a guy I somehow knew and talked to him for a bit. And just as I was engaged in the conversation, I felt a tip on my shoulder.
"Hey, so nice to see you here," Anna said, suddenly standing right next to me, smiling. She was on her way to the toilet, together with the co-worker with the polka dot tights. I realized that these were actually patterned Chanel tights, with tiny Chanel logos instead of regular polka dots. Why not.
"Hey, yeah, I thought I stop by and have a drink."
She introduced me to her colleague Sarah as her daughter's ex-boyfriend.
"Well, enjoy your evening guys," she said, smiling at me as they walked away.
"Oh man shit, your ex-mom-in-law is hot," said the guy as he looked after her, checking her pantyhose clad legs. „But she wants you man, I could see that. You should give it a shot," he joked. "Oh man, I better get going before I get some naughty thoughts," he continued before going back to his friends. Well, he had a point.
The ladies came back from the toilet. Sarah smiled at me as she walked back to their table, Anna briefly stopped and whispered in my ear.
"We're leaving soon, wait near the back door of the store until I go in, I have the keys, but make sure they don't see you."
Then she went back to her table, as if nothing happened. Now it was on. I paid my (quite expensive) drinks, waved goodbye to them and left. I found a somewhat darker corner near the store, from where I could see the bar from a distance, and I waited, anxiously, for about 10 minutes, when they finally left the bar. All four of them seemed a bit tipsy and were laughing and joking around as they came out.
"And say hi to your daughter's cute ex," Sarah, the one with the Chanel tights, joked.
"Poor boy should be joining us next time, we'll cheer him up now that he's single," came from the nude hosed one.
Well, I'd like that for sure. They kept giggling for a while, when Anna explained that she had to go back to the store to get her stuff. That's when they split, her co-workers went in opposite direction to get their taxis. The clacking of their high heels filled the alley. I watched Anna as she walked back to the backdoor of the store, admiring her legs, and how confidently she walked in those heels. She unlocked, switched off the alarm and walked in. I waited another 2 minutes until her colleagues would disappear around the corner on the other end of the alley before I quickly crossed the street. I gave a quiet knock on the door, Anna quickly opened and dragged me in.
"There you are, come in," she whispered before she locked the door behind me.
Without further ado, we started making out, right there in the hallway. I pushed her against the wall and we engaged in wild kissing. She got hold of my hair and became very passionate, breathing heavily. As she wrapped one leg around my waist, I was able to feel up her pantyhose clad thighs. My cock got rock hard in a matter of seconds. That's when she drew my hand to her crotch to feel how wet she was. I felt something else too, no panties under her pantyhose. Holy shit! She noticed my excitement.
