"Oh Bob, he's licking my pussy and he's going to make me cum. Oh Bob he's on my clit and I'm cummming."
How did I get on a bed with a forty something, with my head between her legs as her husband looked on. Now this is a story you couldn't make up. Not only did I end up regularly fucking a married woman while her husband tossed himself off sat near by but I would move in with them and father a child.
Okay so your thinking a forty something. A wrinkly old bag on the pull to liven up her dull life. Not this one. She might have spent a long time out of her teens but I can tell you this one was fit and I mean well fit. Any boy my age would look twice and get a stiffy. This was some bit of woman.
It all started one Friday night. I was planning to meet some friends in the local pub. I was a student, starting my second year, nineteen going on twenty. Bright enough to be a year above the rest of my age group and into university at seventeen. I got myself a pint and sat in the corner. I thought I'd sit and keep a table as the pubs got busy quite early on. She came in and I looked up from staring at my drink. With noting better to do I watched her stood at the bar being served. She bought a red wine. She turned and saw me. Glass in hand she came over.
"Mind if I sit here," she nodded towards the seat by my side.
"No, no."
I was a bit peeved as I wanted space for my friends. She put her glass on the table, took off her coat and sidled in beside me, placing her coat between us. She took a sip and looked at me. I glanced at her and we both smiled. I could see she was a lot older than me, could have been forty "ish". She was slim with small breasts, nice legs from what I could see. Oh and very pretty.
We sat in silence for some time. Then she turned her head and smiled. "You waiting for someone?"
"Yes, I'm meeting some friends. And you?"
"Me too, waiting for my husband but he might have been held up, work and all that."
We talked and I learned her name was Serena and she was HR director for a large building company. Her husband, Bob, ran a management consultancy. I told them a little about me and then she asked if I had a girlfriend.
I told her "No, not at the moment". I wasn't going to tell her I've only been with one girl and that didn't go very far.
She bought a round of drinks then she asked me about my university and what I was studying. Time went on and she looked at her watch.
"Oh dear eight, sorry to break up the party Graham but I should be going. Hubby should have been here by now."
She took out her phone and touched the screen. She placed it against her ear. I looked at her as she listened.
"Engaged. He'll be on some business call and forgotten I ever existed."
"Yes, It looks like my friends have forgotten about me too."
"You wouldn't do me a favour would you?"
"If I can."
"I'm about ten minutes walk away, too close to call a taxi. Would you be a dear and escort me home? Dark nights and all."
"Sure, no problem."
We finished our drinks. She stood and I helped her with her coat and we left. Once outside she took my arm and we walked off. She hugged me close as we walked and I could feel her tit pressed into my arm. She was talking all the time, about what I'm not sure as my mind was on my erection pressing against my pants.
"Well here we are. And thank you so very much."
She hugged me and I could feel her pressed against my hard cock. She pulled back and kissed me.
"You want to come in and have a 'thank you' drink?"
I hesitated.
"Come on, one drink and you can meet Bob."
I don't know why but it made me feel better that there would be a man in the house.
"Okay, a drink would be nice."
She took my hand and led me up a set of stone steps to a very posh house. She turned the handle and the big door opened. We stepped inside. She let go of my hand as she took off her coat. She took my hand again and led me down a wide entrance hall. I could hear voices, a man talking as on the telephone.
"Look Jeremy, if he wants the whole package then it's at the price on the contract. Can't do it for anything less. Tell him this offer is open until ten on Monday morning."
Serena put her finger to her lips. We listened to the silence."Okay," the voice said, "Call me first thing, bye."
Serena led me into a very large lounge-diner come kitchen area. The place was massive and you could have fit my parents house into this three time over.
"Bob, this is Graham. He's been kind enough to escort me home."
"Thank you Graham. And you my dear, I'm so sorry but I've had to spend the last hour and a half discussing the Richmond contract." "I forgive you dear. Now go and get Graham and I a drink."
She turned to me.
"What would you like."
Oh fuck, what do you drink at times like these. I said the first thing that came into my head.
"Scotch, neat, please."
"Scotch it is. And you my dear?"
"My usual, thank you."
Bob moved into the kitchen as Serena led me to one of two massive leather sofas either side of a very warming fire. She sat me down and sat close by. So close our thighs were pressed together. It was then I noticed her lightly tanned legs, Shapley calves and painted toenails. Bob came back with drinks and we all took one. He sat opposite. I took a sip and waited.
"So Graham what do you do?"
"I'm a student at the university, second year."
"What you studying?"
"Wait, I have something I want to show you." Serena half turned and put a hand high up on my thigh, high enough to feel my hard cock laid against the inside of my trousers. "Then you as a young man can give me your opinion."
She kissed me on the cheek and then jumped up and left the room.
"So you were going to tell me about your studies."
"Oh yes, university. It's accounting and business management."
"Well what a coincidence. Same line of work as me."
He then started to tell me about his consultancy.
"So we have these."
Serena came through the door and my cock nearly explodes. She still had on her heels but her breasts were covered by a black lacy bra that gave her a wonderful cleavage. Her thong, if you could call it that, was a small triangle of lacy fabric held in place by a length of black cotton. The fabric couldn't have been more than half an inch wide and showed she was without pubic hair. I had to shift in my seat as my erection was becoming painful.
"So what do you think?"
I was almost lost for words. This was a woman in her forties and she had the body of a woman my age. Serena lent down and placed her hands on my thighs.
"Spectacular," was all I could say.
"There's more," she said and walked off.
