It had been a week since Kris and I had been together. Kallie and I had ran into each other a few times and passed a few hours daily taking care of our wants and needs. But each time my mind wandered to this tiny waif of a woman, Kris. Don't get me wrong, Kallie is one hell of a lover. I am drawn to her in an odd way. Most likely because of her willingness to help me with fantasies of a hairy woman. She has agreed to not shave her legs or arm pits for a few weeks. Each time we fuck it is a new adventure and she is digging it also.
Back to the boss lady.
I got the note on a Friday night. Same address, Saturday meet at 3 pm.
I got up Saturday and showered. At about 2, I took two blue pills. Didn't think I needed them, but what the hell. She said it would be a show if I did.
I arrived at 3 and knocked. She opened the door, her naked, thin body glistening with oil. Her mound was a beautiful shade of copper. I guess I never noticed last time due to shock! She had it trimmed nicely into a v shape. It was thick but very fine hair.
I walked in and got undressed as told. My cock was throbbing. She rubbed oil all over my body, taking time to massage it in. I just stood there. It was amazing. She handled my shaft and balls like an artist. When she walked behind me she reached around and ran her hands up and down my chest. All the while grinding her big tits into my back.
She walked back in front of me and grabbed my cock and led me to the bed like she was walking a dog on a leash.
She got on her hands and knees in front of me. Her ass up in the air and her magnificent pussy was open like a spring flower. It glistened with wetness. I knelt behind her and gently kissed around her opening. I ran my fingers through her hair on her mound. She responded to each touch. I ran my fingers up and down her wet slit, flicking her swollen clit each time. I could see her getting wetter. I pushed my tongue into her wetness, tasting her juice, I ate her furiously, lapping at her like a dog at a water bowl. Each time I found her clit, I pulled her pubic hair. She moaned with pleasure, finally begging me to stop before she came.
She flipped over and sat on the edge of the bed, her legs open, her swollen clit exposed. Her pubic hair was a dark red due to wetness. Her milky white breasts were wet with sweat and her nipples were hard. I have never been as turned on as I was at that exact moment. This 60 year old woman was the definition of sexy.
