First a little back story. I am currently 43, married no kids, living with my husband who is a bit older than me. When I was around 36 my marriage got very boring, my husband seemed to lose interest in me and sex and I started messing around a little. A few men close to my age, also married. It was very exciting. It felt so good to be wanted! I just wanted to have some fun, wasn't looking to change my situation. But it was difficult to find time to meet so the sex was still limited and always left me wanting more. During these encounters, I found out that I am a touch submissive and I like a take charge kinda guy. Which my husband is not. I enjoyed being naughty with these men.
Around that time I had gotten into fitness and opened up a little personal training studio. I was getting in better shape and feeling good about myself. I had more energy and guys were noticing me. And I really enjoyed training people. Mostly older members of the community who would come in for 1 hour sessions. Some of the men would hit on me which was flattering but I never wanted to ruin the work relationship by taking things further. I had been doing it a couple years and was finally at a point where the business was making a little money. I was training a lot of people! My husband has a very good job and works a lot, this was a great way to keep me occupied and made me feel good. At the time I was 38, fit, making money and really enjoying life.
Suddenly covid hit. My business didn't have to shut down but business got less and less. I was training people maybe once or twice a day, sometimes none. No one dared to come out, for fear of getting sick. Luckily there were loans to help keep me in business. But things weren't great. I was still working out but the place just felt empty, and I was lonely. My husband was working constantly, and had to go to his work. And to make matters even worse, I was always horny! I was getting myself off at least once a day. I wanted to find a little something on the side but everyone was so afraid of getting sick, especially the married men I had messed around with in the past. Covid wasn't that bad in my area and for some reason I felt like I didn't have to worry about it.
I have a very close friend who I tell everything to. She has also messed around on her husband and we cover for and protect each other. Like if one of us is meeting someone alone for the first time, we have to text the other to let her know everything is ok. We were talking and texting a lot and she had told me that she had gotten on tinder and was going to meet someone who she met there. She told me that you have to post a pic but it doesn't have to be your face, guys will swipe right for just about anything. And she did mention that it was mostly younger men who were willing to meet.
I made an account and just posted a partial picture of me so that no one could recognize me. The first few days I just scrolled to see who was on the app, she was right, mostly younger men. But then one night after too much wine I found a very attractive younger man and I swiped right, and we matched. I said to myself "screw it, lets see where this goes/"
We started talking over the next few days, he lived maybe 10 miles from me, so not in my town which was a good start. His name was Travis, he was fit, tall, attractive and seemed intelligent. All plusses. The only problem, he was 18. But this was exciting, we traded some pics, I finally showed my face, he was more liberal with his pictures. He appeared to be very fit and well endowed. Our texting got more and more erotic and we had a couple hot sessions. He quickly learned what I like. I pleasured myself thinking of him multiple times.
After about a week he started suggesting we meet. I wanted to but just wasn't sure, it only took a little persuading for me to give in. I had a place, my studio, where we could meet and I would just have my friend on stand by. I had a client the next morning from 8-9, he could stop by at 9:30.
The next morning I got up early and really got myself together, shaved myself smooth, did my hair, and found a gym outfit that was tight but not too revealing. My husband left before he could see what I was going to wear. I probably had a terrible training session, all I could think about was Travis. My stomach was full of butterflies. My client stayed a bit longer to talk, I kept cutting her off to get her to leave.
It felt like I was waiting forever, but right at 930, this tall young man knocks on the door. I quickly open it up and let him in. I have shades on the windows because my clients don't want to be seen working out, all the shades were down on this day. Travis was wearing a somewhat tight t-shirt and gray sweat pants. He was all smiles as he came in the door, he definitely me looked up and down a couple times. I was happy, he seemed to like what he saw. He looked around the room, I shut the door, we said hi and he immediately gave me a hug. He was strong and he smelled so good! As he hugged me I thought, "omg is he already hard?!" I was sure I felt something.
The hug was a bit prolonged and it felt very good to be close to him. I suggested we sit and talk. I have a small lobby area with a couch and couple chairs. He sat on the couch, I sat on a chair facing him. We had small talk about covid, my business, his life. He complimented me a few times and we both said how much we enjoyed our texting.
I suddenly realized that I should offer him a water. He said he would take one, so I got up, went to my mini fridge, made sure I slowly bent at the waist to get one and brought it to him.
When I brought it back, he grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me down on his lap, I gasped, giggled a little and then we started kissing. The water quickly fell to the floor. I was sitting with my legs to the side on his lap as we kissed, slowly at first, then more passionately, with just the right amount of tongue. He was a very good kisser and I felt myself getting wet. Then I felt his hand on my leg and slowly working its way up. In my head I thought "You know he is only 18 but you are too far in to go back now, might as well have fun, open your legs for him." I pulled my legs apart and he started rubbing my pussy through my shorts. I start moaning into the kisses and his hand found its way up the leg of my shorts and continues rubbing my very smooth pussy. I wasn't wearing any panties. He slipped a finger inside me and I moaned loud, stopping the kiss. He looks at me and says "did I make you this wet Julie?"
I quickly reply, "Yesssss I'm so wet for you Travis." He slowly worked his finger in and out, it felt so good to have him touching me. I was so turned on knowing this young stud wanted me.
I then got up, moved around a little and straddled him, facing him, and continued kissing him. He grabbed my ass with his strong hands and I started grinding on his lap as we continued to kiss. I stop kissing for a second and we started talking as I ward grinding on his lap.
"God Travis you are so hard and you feel so big!"
"Do you want my big cock Julie?"
"Yes I want it so bad I've thought about this so much."
"Tell me what you want today."
"I want to feel you inside me."
"What do you want?"
"I want you to FUCK ME!"
With that he smiled at me and gently pushed me to my knees in front of him.
"Well you better suck it first."
I quickly pulled his sweats down and off and his very big cock pops out. I grab it, looking up at him, holding it next to my face. Then I kissed it, then licked it up and down. It felt so big and hot in my hand. I popped the big head in my mouth multiple times, then I attempted to suck him deeper, my mouth going only partway down. Trying to look up at him, I can see by his expression that he is loving it. I sucked faster, as deep as I can, drooling all over his cock. I paused briefly to tell him how big he his, he replies by grabbing my hair and guiding my mouth back to his cock. And now he started talking.
"Suck my big cock Julie, your mouth feels so fucking good"
