Years ago I used to be overweight. About 10 years ago I decided to lose the weight and started lifting weights, and it's been a lifestyle ever since. I noticed that people treated me differently -- especially women. I got eyefucked on a regular basis and flirted with by girls that never would have given me the time of day before.
I work at a manufacturing plant, and as a manager I am in and out of the main office all day long as I do my job. As I said, women treat me differently and regularly flirt with me, and this was never more true than with Luz. Now Luz is married to a guy who works at the same company but a different location, and every time she sees me she makes an excuse to talk to me. She starts laughing and giggling like a schoolgirl and being VERY obvious about her interest in me, even asking me if I have a 6 pack and how much I can lift. And she's a sexy Asian MILF for sure! Let me tell you a bit about her: she's tall, slender, nice B-cup size tits with nipples that poke through whatever top she wears. She's got a tight little ass and long legs along with a sexy laugh, long dark hair and very beautiful eyes. She's a MILF dream come true as far as I'm concerned. Everything about her just exudes pure sexiness, and she's the kind of girl who you just know would enthusiastically give her absolute all in the bedroom. As I've been finding out, she's a total flirt as well.
One day we chatted in the lobby and the subject of ages came up. I told her I'm 53, but didn't ask her age (I never ask a woman's that question). She asked me, "How old do you think I am?" I told her I don't normally ask a woman her age but if I had to guess, I would guess between 45 and 49. She giggled hysterically and said, "Noooo!" I responded, "Well I guess I could maaaaaybe say 50 but you're definitely not older than that." She looks me dead in the eye and says, "Well don't tell anyone but I'm actually 62." My jaw hit the floor as she walked up the stairs grinning the entire time while I stood there watching her ass. I'm thinking, "No WAY she's 62!" But I didn't think she would lie about being older than she actually was so I was intrigued. I prefer mature women anyway, and this was a sexy Filipina MILF who was clearly interested in me.
Needless to say I had many hot fantasies over the next few months, wondering what it would be like to fuck her brains out. Those thoughts brought even more energy and passion to the bedroom when I would fuck my wife. My wife and I have always had a great sex life, and she's pretty much willing to do whatever I want, whenever I want. I would be eating her pussy and making her crazy, or slowly fucking the daylights out of her and thoughts of Luz would pop into my head. I imagined that it was her soaking wet pussy I was eating, juice running down my chin as she came all over my face begging me to put my cock in her hot Asian pussy and fuck her hard and fast. When I would cum, I would imagine it was Luz cumming all over my cock as I flooded her with my orgasm, hosing down her slick wet walls. But alas, it was just a fantasy.
The flirting continued for months as we teased each other. Now I'm not the kind of guy who would risk a good job over some tail so I knew that I would never chance propositioning her while she was flirting with me in the workplace. I'm also happily married. But I sure did think often about getting a chance to fuck this sexy MILF.
One day I was at the mall shopping. It was a Saturday and I was just looking around for some comfortable pants. I was considering going to a department store nearby and was getting ready to leave when all of a sudden I heard, "Patrick!" I turned around and there was Luz, smiling at me and walking toward me with her arms out for a hug. I reached out and embraced her, pulling her tight against me. She kinda nuzzled her face into my neck and said "It's so good to see you outside of work for a change." I agreed and told her, "Yes, this definitely isn't an accident -- it was meant for us to cross paths today. And to top it off I get a great big hug from a sexy girl! My day has just gotten much better thanks to you."
Immediately she looked down and frowned, and I thought maybe I had pushed my luck too far. I asked her, "What's wrong?" She tells me, "C'mon, I'm not sexy." She looks me right in the eye with a sad look on her face and I knew she wasn't kidding. I responded, "You CAN'T be serious. You are SUPER sexy. I bet you get hit on all the time! I think you're fucking gorgeous, Luz." She brightened up and smiled at me and said, "Really?" I smiled back mischievously and said, "Girl, you have no idea." She says, "Go on." I thought to myself, "Well, you're not at work so why not tell her?" I opened my mouth and said, "Look, the truth is I find you EXTREMELY attractive. I've fantasized about you countless times. To be honest....I would eat you like a ripe, juicy peach on a hot summer day!" I felt my face flush as I told her the blunt truth. She looked me straight in the eye and blushed too. I continued, "I'd be glad to prove it to you. There's a hotel a couple of blocks away. I'm game if you are." Still staring her straight in the eye.
She looked like she was considering it for a minute and then told me, "I think you're pretty hot yourself. And the fact that my husband is never happy with how I look doesn't make it any easier. He wants me to get a boob job" as she grabs her tits and lifts them up a couple times. I tell her, "Well I think your body is absolutely perfect. Your husband is nuts. You're super sexy just the way you are. In fact you're a total MILF!" She blushed and told me thanks, it meant a lot to her but she's married and that's that. I pulled out a pen and paper and wrote down my email address and gave it to her. I told her, "Ok, that's fair. However, if you should ever change your mind and want to go......on an adventure, send me a message. It's been great seeing you again, take care." I gave her a tight hug and turned around and left before I made a fool of myself.
I checked that email every day for a few weeks. Checked the inbox, checked the Spam folder. Nothing. Guess it wasn't gonna happen. Oh well, it was still a nice fantasy anyway. I didn't see her around work much after that either, it seemed as if she might be avoiding me because I knew she was there but wasn't really coming downstairs anymore, and I had no reason to go into her office really.
A couple months went by, and one day after I got to work I saw an email in my inbox from an unfamiliar address. I opened it and read:
I've thought and thought about what you said since the day we saw each other. I can't stop thinking about it. I've thought about writing this message over and over but was too scared to actually do it. I thought about it every day since I saw you, and while I realize that this would be risky for both of us, I have no fear of you saying anything and making trouble for me, and I hope you know that I would never do that to you either. You made me feel alive that day. Wanted. Desired. Like I was the most important thing in your world. That made an impression on me, as my husband doesn't even try to make me feel that way anymore. He's always on his phone and pretty much ignores me most of the time. I'm tired of it. So I decided I would send you a message.