I am 21, and waiting in an office for a Job interview and I am seated in an area that is not visible to the rest of the Office. A sexy mature lady comes over and sits across from me, it is you. I try not to stae but you are so hot, I think at least 55 years old. You have sexy to die for legs, just enough makeup to make you even sexier than you are and hot wet, red lips. I notice right off that you are wearing Black Seamed Nylons, a Short Sexy Skirt that comes up just above your knees and Spike High-Heeled pumps. I can not stop from staring and the more I try not be obvious in my staring the more you are exciting me. I am reading a magazine and as you reach over for a newspaper, you seem to part your legs ever so slightly, but just enough for me to catch a glimpse of your Black Nylon tops and garters. You then sit back, slowly re-cross your legs, and as you do this, your skirt rides up a little on your sexy thigh.
My eyes are glued to your fabulous nylon covered legs, and the black tops that are just visible above your skirt. You then cross your legs a few more times until the garters are barely visible, but all the while never looking in my direction, just reading the newspaper and jotting down some information. You then dangle a spike heel-heeled pump and the shear sight of you are doing is driving me crazy, I'm hot, with sweaty palms and wildly excited with lust and desire.
You are then called for your appointment, you slowly get up and pull your skirt down and as you leave you brush against my leg and drop a note into my lap.
When I come out of my meeting you were gone, I was disappointed as I went to the elevator, the sign said out of order so I headed for the stairs, oh great I thought another wonderful day. I opened the door and to my delight there you were standing against the wall, putting on some red lipstick. You look up at me and smile telling me that you liked the way I had discreetly caught glimpses of your leg show. You then raised up your skirt and straightening your black nylons motioned for me to come over. I hesitated for a moment and then moved over to you. You grabbed my hand and placed it on your nyloned thigh, moving it up and down. Our lips connected as we deep French kissed, our tongues probing and reaching. My hands were on both your nyloned legs as you began grinding your hips into me as we kissed even harder.
You raised your high heeled leg up between mine and rubbed against my now rock hard cock. We continued kissing deeply, our breathing increasing, my hands were squeezing and massaging your tight butt, as our bodies ground into each other. I moved my hand to the front of your skirt and moved upward until I felt the dampness of your panty covered mound. I slipped your panty aside and began to probe your wet pussy with my finger and you squirmed with passion. I continued to do this as your hand found its way to my hard cock. Rubbing me from the outside you started breathing even harder as I probed you deeper, looking for the G spot. I felt you cum on my hand as we kissed deeper and harder, breathing like it was our last.