Why am I so drawn to her? Is it because she is some exceptional beauty? No. I don't mean to say she isn't nice to look at. She is. She most definitely is. But I wouldn't describe her as sexy. She's got more of a girl-next-door kinda vibe to her, you know. Or, should I say, your best friend's mom you got a secret crush on, kind of vibe? That's oddly specific, isn't it... Alex can never find out about that. He would probably kick my ass. No, he will kick my ass. Anyway, she's a good-looking woman don't get me wrong, but it isn't the main reason I'm drawn to her, or rather, I don't think it is.
Maybe it's because she's an older woman. I've never considered dating or sleeping with an older lady before. Okay, that might not be technically true. I might've maybe, probably, Okay definitely, imagined myself sucking on Mrs. Johnson's big, gigantic titties. Alex, buddy, I love you man. Please don't kill me. But I've got eyes and they can't help but stare at those giant honkers. Okay, so I might be attracted to some older woman.
Or maybe I'm just a connoisseur of big breasts. Because she has some nice big boobies, as well. Now, although her breasts might be nice, what really gets me going, though, is that big, round, juicy behind of hers. Her butt is just a thing of beauty. Firm and no sag whatsoever. I don't know how she keeps those meaty-looking buttocks in such good condition, but thumbs up to her. Great job. It's perfect. And when she wears those tight-fitting skirts. Man, I tell you, I could just get down on my knees and... Okay, down boy. Let's not get too excited now. Alright, I probably sound like I'm only into her because of the way she looks but... okay there might be some truth to that. I admit I am a bit of a horndog sometimes. Or most of the time, I guess. I mean seriously, how am I supposed to focus on my work when I can see the fabric clinging that tightly to all that ass. Does she even know what her ass in that skirt does to me?
Alright, I've just concluded that I'm a vain douchebag. But I assure you, there is still more to it. I think the main reason I'm so drawn to her is because of that look: Desire. I've never seen a woman her age give me that look before. Ever.
It started off innocently enough. A cheeky smile here, an arm squeeze there. But the smile has slowly evolved over time into something more... impish I should say. Apart from the smile which makes my wiener all hard; the squeeze has also evolved into a more playful ass squeeze. It started as a pat on the bum but soon turned into some heavy petting. Which I appreciate. But what get's my engine revving is the look of clear desire that accompanies the smiles and ass squeezes. I've never thought that sex with a woman twice my age would be possible. Heck, I never could have imagined the prospect of such a thing would excite me so much. I didn't think a woman like that would ever look at me that way. I didn't even know I wanted it so badly until it was in front of me. Now that I've received the look from such a mature woman, there's no turning back for me. I've got to show her my desire. And desire doesn't always come in the form of a look. It can take many shapes and forms. I want her to feel my desire. The full weight and girth of it.
The only hiccup is that giant diamond on her finger. Am I horny enough that I'm willing to compromise my moral values? Yes. I guess I am. I'm a terribly selfish person, aren't I? I'm also stupidly horny for this woman. I need to take action. But I don't want to rush things. She clearly doesn't want other people to know. So I'm gonna have to be a little discreet.
"Give me your phone."
Woah, where did she come from? "Sorry?"
"You heard me. Don't worry, I'm not gonna look at your porn folder or anything."
"How did you-" She just stares at me. Giving me that knowing look. How does she know about my collection? "Ok fine, here."
"Type in your password please." I can't read her expression. But there is definitely something behind her eyes. Something predatory. Like a cougar about to pounce. "Thank you, honey." She's typing something while I'm trying and failing to not stare at her cleavage. "There you go. I expect a text from you tonight." Busted. She definitely caught me staring. She's giving me that smile again. "Turn around."
"Why?"
"Don't question mommy." She says while twirling her finger. Not removing her gaze from my eyes. "You know what I want."
"I know what you want. I want it as well." I say with what I hope is a firm, confident, voice. She's really making me nervous right now.
She just gives me this naughty little giggle. "Patience baby. Now do it. You know I need those sweet buns." I turn around slowly whilst holding her gaze. I give my hips an extra shake which causes her to give a little giggle. "Work it, baby." She hollers at me while I shake my butt even more, which sends her into an even bigger fit of giggles. "That's it, these are the buns I know and love." She says while kneading my asscheeks.
"This is sexual harassment, you know."
"Oh shut up baby. You know you love it." She pats my ass a few more times. She stops and I take that as my cue to turn around. She's coming in closer. "Don't forget to text me okay." She whispers while standing nearly nose to nose with me.
"I won't." I'm just lost in her eyes. I want to say something clever but I just can't think of anything to say.
"Alright then, handsome. Don't blow it now. I'll be waiting." I caught her double meaning there. Don't worry, I don't intend to blow my load anytime soon. I'm saving it all for you. "Bye-bye now." She says while giving me this mischievous smile.
I don't say saying. I just nod my head slightly, while staring at all that ass walking away. I'm sure she's putting an extra swing in her hips to accentuate her butt. Well, it's confirmed. She wants me. Or my ass at least. I'm not sure yet.
Man, I'm horny right now. I'm even half-chubbed. Let me adjust it real quick. Good thing the break room is empty this time of day.
"Hey Allison, it's the guy with the sweet buns." I hope that wasn't too lame of an opener.
"What took you so long, Donny? Never keep a girl waiting."
"I'm sorry, I had to finish some emails. My supervisor was on my ass too. It all took a little longer than I anticipated." This is true in part, but I was also nervous as all hell. I can't screw this up. I need to get in between those cheeks.
"John is such a prick. Bothering employees after hours. It's okay baby, I understand. You poor thing, always working so hard. Your shoulders must be so stiff. I should rub them for you one of these days. You know, to work out all the stiffness."
"I would like that very much. And I am completely willing on doing the same for you." And so much more.
"Oh, there's no need. But then again... My lower back has been giving me some problems lately." Which is code for I need to get my back blown out. Got it.
Well, it's settled then. I'm here and I'm willing.
"Can I be honest with you, Donny boy?"
"Of course, you can."
I think I might be tempted in rubbing something other than your shoulders. Like those cheeks of yours, for instance." This woman wants it bad and she's not holding back either. Okay, don't fuck this up now.
"My cheeks are already used to the attention already. So It should be fine." Yes, nailed it.
"Lol... ain't that the truth. And, what about you?"
"What about me?"
"Will you be tempted, In rubbing something other than my back?" Play it cool, man. You got this.
"Like what?"
"Wellllll, you do seem to stare at my ass an whole lot. Not to mention my tits. So I think it is fitting that you get to cop a feel or two. Don't ya think." Thank you, Jesus!
"I don't think if I were to massage those areas, that I could control myself."
"Ohhhhh, really. So you would completely lose control. How exactly? In what way?"
"Well, if, for instance, I were to rub your backside, I might just be tempted to kiss it. The same thing applies to your breasts. I might just end up sucking on your nipples."
"What else? What more will you be tempted on doing to my ass."
Oh fuck. I'm stiffening up. "I don't know if I can say."
"Have you fantasized about me? About my ass. I'm sure you've thought about it. The things you want to do to my big, fat ass. Tell me about the depraved things you've thought of doing to me." Is this really happening right now? It's official, I'm having phone sex with a married colleague at work.
