Josephine is a friend of my wife. She's a Filipina, about 32 years old, married with two small kids. Her husband works overseas, so she's alone for long periods. My wife was going away for a couple of months and she surprised me by saying that she had arranged for Jo to "look after me" while she was away.
Actually, I'd never thought of Jo sexually before. She was certainly quite pretty, about 5'3", softly curling black hair and maybe just a few pounds overweight, but now that my wife had been away for a couple of weeks, I began to think again about Jo. Maybe she was prettier than I had thought after all. And with her husband away for so long, she must be quite frustrated at times. One day, while the kids were at school, I gave her a call.
She picked up and laughed, "Michael, I was expecting you to call. What took you so long?"
I stammered, "Er⦠Kate said that if ⦠er."
"I know what Kate said." She giggled, "Just come on over. I'll be ready for you."
I was over to her place in 15 minutes. She answered the door wearing jeans and a white cotton t-shirt. She looked very pretty indeed now and my cock began to respond accordingly. After a little small talk, she said she had to get something upstairs and asked if I would come with her. I followed her readily. To my surprise, she headed straight for her bedroom.
In the bedroom, she walked across to the window and drew the shades, so that only a small amount of dim light entered the bedroom. I closed the door and waited.
"Now Mike," said Jo, "I'm yours to do whatever you like. Do you want to have sex with me?"
"Are you serious?" I gasped.
"Of course I am. That was the deal with Kate. She said I should look after you."
"Well β¦ er, sure." I stammered.
"OK, so let's get going. Now, do you want me to get undressed, or would you prefer β¦"
"Let me help." I interrupted, moving across to where she was standing. My fingers fumbled with the buttons of her blouse, unfastening it and then pulling it out of the waistband of her jeans. Underneath she wore a plain black bra. I brushed my fingers across the top of her breasts.
"I like your perfume." I commented, as I tugged clumsily at the button on her jeans.
"Shalimar" she giggled nervously. "Here, let me." She quickly unzipped her jeans and dropped them to the floor. She looked pretty standing there in her bra and panties. Smiling shyly, she reached behind her back to unfasten her bra, sliding it off her shoulders to reveal nice, rather firm breasts, topped with very large dark brown nipples.
"Want me to undress you now?" she asked. I nodded and she began to efficiently unbutton my shirt, sliding it off my shoulders and then rubbing her hands across my chest. As she did so, her naked breasts also stroked my chest, sending an electric shock through me and I noticed her nipples begin to visibly stiffen.
"You have a nice body." She smiled.
"Thanks." I replied, tentatively reaching out and touching her breasts, "So do you. You have beautiful breasts." They were indeed, very nice. Despite two children, they were still firm and smooth.
She responded by looking into my eyes and then kissing me deeply on the mouth. She kissed nicely, her tongue very active and I felt her tug at my belt and then unfasten my pants as I ran my fingers over her naked back. I helped her push my pants to the floor and then stepped out of my boxers. My cock, which was by now quite hard, sprang up.