Sue:
I want to tell you tonight about one of the first older women that I slid my hard cock into over and over again. Rose is the mother of one of my best friends from high school. I had a slight crush on her in high school.She was always sweet and friendly and went out of her way to do things for us. Simple things like having warm chocolate chip cookies waiting for us when we dropped in after school.
Rose had short dark hair with a tinge of auburn and slightly green eyes. She usually didn't wear much makeup except for a lovely shade of red lipstick. Her smile and laugh always came easy. Rose's body was petite. She was short, barely over five feet tall, with relatively small breasts but a nice round ass. Rose was in very good shape for a woman in her early fourties.
One day during the summer before my senior year in college, Rose's son (my friend) and I had made plans to go hang out on the sandbars by the river. When I showed up to pick him up, Rose told me that he was unexpectedly called into work and couldn't spend the afternoon with me at the river. She said she felt sorry and invited me in for some fresh cookies.
Since I had no where to go, I was easily won over by the offer. I was wearing black shorts and a light short-sleeved cotton shirt that I had left unbuttoned since it was so warm that day. Rose was wearing a pink t-shirt and some tan khaki shorts. I couldn't help but stare at her round ass as I followed her into her home.
Rose brought me a couple of cookies, sat down and made a little small talk. She was friendly and smiling at me. Suddenly she stood up, put her hand on my shoulder and said "Oh, I forgot the milk. Would you like some?" I could feel her hand linger on my shoulder as I finished the bite of cookie before I said 'yes'.
As she was leaning in the fridge looking for the milk, Rose said "You sure have grown up. I can't believe how good looking you've become. And, all these muscles, you must have women drop by all the time." I had been watching her ass and was smiling when she turned around with the milk. "Oh, dear, you're blushing." As she returned to the table she continued, "Can't take a compliment?" Rose stood before me and brushed her hand across my cheek and into my hair.