Mature Lady Falls For A Young Man Ch 02

In the previous instalment, 'Mature Lady Falls for a Young Man', Martha, a mature woman is having a naughty affair with a young man as her divorce is being finalized. She has experienced mind-shattering sex that made her feel more alive and vibrant. In her joy, she blurted out what is happening to her married, younger sister, Margery. At every phone chat, Margery wanted more and more details, the raunchier the better. Martha, told all.

To Martha's surprise, her sister asked if she would introduce her to Carlos, the young lover. Martha was shocked but Margery went on to describe her barren love life with her husband. They hardly ever had sex and Margery was so frustrated. On top of that, she knew he was hiring escorts when he was on business trips. Why else would he withdraw five hundred dollars from hotel ATMs in the wee hours of the morning?

Martha was surprised but always wanted to help her dear sister. Carlos would certainly give her sister's libido and mood a boost. She agreed to ask him.

Two days later, Martha told her sister that Carlos would be happy to meet her. She gave her his cell number and told her to text him. Margery was instantly nervous. The reality of this actually happening was so different than the fantasy. She paced around her house, one minute thinking yes and then another thinking no. Then memories came into her head of Martha telling of how she held her young lover's perfect ass while he drilled her pussy with youthful lust. That sent her into the yes camp.

She had never met or even seen Carlos. She lived on the other side of town and didn't shop at the supermarket where he worked. Margery is the cautious type. Having an affair never crossed her mind even though many men has come on to her. She was sexually active in university but has been faithful after her marriage. She needed to see Carlos. What if he looks like a gang member with tattoos on his neck? Her mind was in a tizzy. She thought it best to meet first on neutral ground. Here are her texts him.

Text: Hi Carlos. I am the sister of Martha. How are you?

Text: Fine. I hope all is well with you. Thanks for contacting me.

Margery was immediately taken with his nice manners.

Text: Carlos, Martha has told me good things about you and said you might want to meet me. Is that correct?

Text: Yes, that would be my honor. Matha is so wonderful. I'm sure her sister is too.

Text: Why don't we meet briefly in the parking lot of your work tomorrow. I could be there at three in the afternoon. Is that okay?

Text: Sure. How will I know you?

Text: I will park my white Tesla at the end of the row of cars in front of the entrance and stand there.

Text: Got it. I'm looking forward to meeting you.

When the texting ended, Margey felt her chest and her heart was beating a mile a minute. The prospect that this could happen sent thills up and down her body. Her mind was in a tizzy with random thoughts. "What if he doesn't like the look of me tomorrow? I'd be crushed. I'll call the salon and beg my hairdresser to fit me in this afternoon or tomorrow morning. I will get a mani-pedi. Yes. What should I wear. That white blouse and bright yellow skirt fits me nicely and has a young look. Hells bells. " The nervous energy she expended over the next twenty-four hours was the juiciest she had felt in years.

Next day in the parking lot.

Margery's viewpoint;

It's almost three and I'll stand beside my car so he can see me. Thank goodness my stylist could do my hair. I took an hour on my makeup and getting dressed. I'm even more shy than my sister with men. I can't believe I'm doing this, especially with a young man almost half my age. But, bloody hell, I need this. I'll undo another button on my blouse. My breasts are my best feature. Martha says he likes to take charge even though he is young. I need that in a man.

Hey wow, a tall young man is walking my way and staring straight at me. He is so beautiful. He sees me and gives a big, friendly smile. Martha said he was good looking but wow. Plus, he is so big and strong. My goodness he towers over me. I can feel a hot blush on my cheeks. I can't believe I'm going to ask him for a booty call. I hope he likes me.

"Hi, I'm Carlos. Happy to meet you."

"I'm Margery, happy to meet you." I put out my hand and we shake as I instantly realize how bizarrely formal that is. My voice isn't working. I look down and see a big tent in his jeans. Martha warned me about that. Holy crap, it's so big. My heart is racing.

"I can see a family resemblance with Martha. Yes, for sure. You are both so attractive."

"Thank you, Carlos. That is nice of you to say." He is such a sweetie. I could eat him up.

"No, it's simply true. A guy would be so lucky to be with you ladies. I hope you will do me the honor."

How can I say no to this perfect gentlemanly, young stud? I look up into his face and see his eyes staring at my cleavage with a hungry look. I must look away. His eyes are so intense. My legs go to jelly.

"Yes, sure, Carlos, please. I mean please come over to my place. My husband is away this weekend. Is Friday or Saturday night better?" My god, I sound like I'm begging. Dammit, I am.

"Why not Friday? I can't wait. Text me your address. Martha mentioned you are on the other side of the city. I'll borrow my mom's car. What time?"

His mom's car? Holy hell, I'm robbing the cradle.

"How about eight?" He is so amazing a naughty idea just popped into my head. "Come to think of it, why don't you stay the night." He's going to think I'm a complete slut wanting him all night. My god that big package in his jeans is a mouthful.

"Great idea. I'll tell my mom I'm out at a friend's house party. She never wants me drinking and driving. It's all good. I better get back to work. See you on Friday."

He walks away and I admire his tight butt. My god, my body is trembling all over. Better sit in the car. I close the door. It is so quiet in here that I can hear my heart thumping. My god, he is so big and wonderful. I can hardly imagine that perfect body and that equipment in his jeans mounting me. Martha talked about holding his perfect naked ass as he fucked her with youthful energy. Oh, sweet Mary, that will be amazing. Let me reach up under my skirt to my crotch. Whew, it is buzzing down there and I can feel it moistening. This is going to be amazing. I can't believe I asked him to stay overnight. If this is only going to be a one-night stand, I want to be fucking and sucking every way possible. Screw my goody-good image.

Friday Night;

Margery's viewpoint;

It's been so much fun going to Victoria's Secret and buying a new panty and bra set. It was so erotic just feeling the silk lingerie and choosing. I finally got a deep red matching set with a black lace trim. It is so unlike me but I want to be the hot dame not the wifey. I even got the push-up bra that the younger girls wear to show off their breasts. I'm slim and my breasts are an A cup. I hope Carlos likes them. The panties are a naughty thong with my bum-cheeks fully exposed. I'll have to burn these before my hubby gets home. Martha told me Carlos likes her natural bush. I just trimmed mine around the edges. The whole day leading up to this evening is so exciting.

I have on my cocktail dress from my husband's big conference awards meeting. It has some deep cleavage, but the hem is too conservatively low. Too late to shorten it.

I've had three glasses of wine and even took a marijuana gummy. I get so horny on grass since my carefree university days smoking up and having sex with so many guys. Those were the days. I'm floating and my mind is in the gutter.

My god, there's the doorbell. A thrill just went through me. It's going to bloody happen. I better not screw this up. Martha says he takes control even though he's young. Fine, fine. I like that. I need that. I'll let him do anything. Okay, catch your breath girl. In and out. Inhale...Exhale. Now, open the door.

"Hi Carlos, come on in. Did you have any problems finding the place?" I forgot how tall and strong he is. Bloody gorgeous. I look up into his handsome young face.

"Not at all. Gotta love Google Maps. You have a beautiful house."

"Thank you, Carlos."

"And, Margery, you are looking amazing. Good for you. No, good for me. I'm so lucky."

"Carlos, you are such a flirt but keep it coming. Can I get you a drink? I'm having white wine. Martha says you like beer."

"Thanks. Any kind of beer is fine. Just in the can or bottle is good."

Carlos's viewpoint;

She turns and goes to the kitchen. Nice ass in that tight dress. She is so classy, just like Martha. I find it so horny that these perfectly classy women become so lusty with sex. They just love a good fuck like us guys but keep it hidden. Thankfully, I'm learning their secrets. Margery here has asked me to come over for a full night of raunchy fucking and sucking. She must be something hot behind that conservative look. Martha has told her everything. Sisters tell all. Martha says she needs a good fuck, and I'll do it. Here she comes.

"Carlos let's sit over here. I'm a bit nervous. I've never done this before."

I sit on the sofa and she joins me sitting too far away.

"Please sit closer, Margery. Good. I love the smell of your perfume. It is so classy like you."

"I'm glad you like it."

"Margery, let's have a toast. To having a night of great sex."

"Oh Carlos, you naughty man. You're making me blush. You don't mince words. To having a night of great sex."

We click our glasses together. That sure sounded like a 'yes, means yes.' That blush on her cheeks is very sweet. She's likely been horny and nervous all day anticipating our meeting.

"Margery, I have a great idea. I see you're a bit nervous. Why don't we turn the lights down a bit and put on some romantic music and slow dance to get into the mood. I love to dance with an attractive woman. How about it?" She smiles nervously.

"Great idea."

She is up and soon the lights are turned low and some slow love songs are playing on a speaker. I stand up and open my arms. She hesitates before stepping in. In classic style, I put my right hand behind her waist and my left holding her hand. I feel her hand is sweaty from nervousness and she is stiff as we start dancing. She is short and my chin just touches the top of her head. Her body just barely touches mine. I can understand that she's nervous, being with a man not her husband. I'm in no rush. She wants it. Her perfume is so feminine. I can feel my cock fill into a chubby.

"This song is so romantic. Good choice. Do you like to dance?"

"Yes, but I haven't for way too long. Thanks for thinking of this."

I feel her body loosen up. I pull her waist so her body touches mine. She puts her cheek softly on my chest.

"Well, enjoy it with me."

We sway slowly and another slow tune comes on. She is short and my chin is on the top of her head. I take my hand from hers and put is behind her back with my other hand. She wraps her hands around my waist. I can feel my cock stiffen as our bodies meld together. I hear her sigh nervously when she feels it rising.

"When I am with an attractive lady like you, my cock has a mind of its own. And I find you very attractive."

"I'm so glad you like me. I've been so excited about you coming over since we talked yesterday. Goodness, you must think I'm so bad for saying that."

I slip a hand down her back to her womanly ass. She groans as I massage it.

"No, Margery, I think you are a classy lady with a beautiful ass." I slip my other hand down and massage both cheeks. "Oh, yes, perfect." I slide a finger down her crack over the thin, satin material of her dress. She groans. I rub my stiff cock on her lower stomach.

"Carlos, please do whatever you want with me. I want it. Oh, you must think I'm terrible, but I need a man to take control."

"I think you are a classy woman with perfectly natural desires."

This is going to be one, huge fuck-fest, dirty lady. Nice, she opened three buttons of my shirt and she's kissing my chest. I grope her ass. Time to give her some of the direction she asked for.

"Feel my ass. I love it when a woman feels my ass." Her hands go to my butt.

"Oh, god." She squeezes with both hands. "Oh, sweet Mary."

I can sense a dam has broken in her brain. I reach a hand up and cup her womanly breast over her dress. I can feel the hard nub of her erect nipple inside. This is such sweet fun. No need to rush. She is mine. I squeeze her other breast and she sighs as I pinch that nipple too. I know women love kissing. I lift her chin and our lips meet. Sure enough, her tongue is soon searching for mine as she breathes deeply through her nose. I take my hand from her breast and slide it to her crotch over her dress. She throws her head back and gasps. I push my middle finger deep into her cameltoe.

"AAAHHHH, whew. Yes. YES."

This lady is in heat. She must have been thinking about getting fucked all day. I take her hand to my erection. She runs her palm up and down the shaft measuring me.

"Oh my god, it's true. Carlos, please be gentle with me." She grips my thick shaft. "Oh my god, Martha was telling the truth. Oh, dear me."

I can't help but smile knowing that she will be begging for more cock as the evening goes on. This ass feels good. I want to see it. I turn her and push her gently to a side table.

"Bend over. I want to see and feel your beautiful ass."

She bends obediently and puts two hands on the table. I stand behind her and feel both ass cheeks through her satin dress. I lift the hem with a fist full of dress with one hand exposing her dark red sexy thong panty. What a tart. I see the thin, red string of the thong deep in her crack with her total white ass exposed. I give her ass a playful slap with my free hand. She gives a girlie squeal.

"What naughty panties you have on, Margery. Naughty girl. You are showing me your entire bare ass cheeks. I love them." I stroke her impossibly soft ass. She is panting as I grope her buns. Her panty covered pussy needing my attention. I reach under her crack. Margery pants harder as I slide my fingers over the damp, satin fabric over her pussy. I could easily pull my cock out and do her by simply pushing that little thong string aside and fucking her pussy. She'd love that. But no. Better things are ahead. I give her bottom another love slap.

"Let's sit on the sofa and finish our drinks."

We sit and I can see she is flustered. I pick her drink up off the coffee table and hand it to her. I take my beer.

"Margery, here's to sexy dancing in the dark." She lifts her glass, her hands shaking and her face is flushed.

"To sexy dancing in the dark."

"Come closer."

She slides close and I hold her ass while I sip my beer. She closes her eyes and goes inward as I grope her ass. She has her legs crossed in a very lady-like fashion.

"Could you pull your dress up. I'd like to see your legs. Not that high, just halfway up your thighs. Nice. You must work out."

"I run a bit to train for a charity half marathon at my husband's work."

"Good for you. That's why your ass feels so good."

She blushes at my dirty talk. There is a big tent in my jeans, and she is looking down at it. That slut lady at the bar, my first MILF, just dove right in there, opening my zipper before I could blink. This lady wants to but is too shy.

"Go ahead and touch it. Really, I want you to. Good. That's right. Get a good grip." Her eyes are wide open and she whimpers as she slides her palm over my cock inside my jeans. "It gets hard like that when I am around an attractive woman like yourself. Tell me, Margery, do you like holding a man's balls?"

"Oh, Ye..Ye..Yes." She cups my sack inside my jeans. "Oooohhhh. My goodness."

"You have a nice touch. I bet you were a naughty girl when you were young in school, feeling boys up while they were touching you. Shift closer. Good. Let me feel you like the boys used to."

I put my hand on her knee and she parts her legs like a tart and her dress rides up her thighs. A strong wave of pussy odor hits my nose. That smell of a mature lady in heat is so horny. I slide my hand up higher on her soft thigh. She moans when the side of my hand touches her panties.

"Pull your dress up. No more. Good. Love those sexy, red panties. They feel so soft. Ahh. You like that. Don't forget my cock. Good. Slide your hand all over it. Nice. You've done that before, naughty lady. I bet you opened the guy's zipper and fished his erection out so that you could suck him off."

Margery's viewpont;

I am going bloody, lust crazy here. He is such a bloody tease but I'm hotter than I've been in forever.

"I can't hear you Margery, did you open guy's zippers and suck cock?"

"Oh yes, It's true. I loved sucking cocks." My god, I don't believe I just said that. He's smiling. He likes when I said that. I so want to please this amazing guy. Away from home at university, I sucked so many cocks and loved it. That was before the pill. I get horny just thinking about those free, erotic times."

"Go ahead."

He points to his erection. My hands are shaking as I pull down the zipper, undo his belt and waistband. His underwear is a big tent. I push the underwear down. My sweet Mary, oh shit, it's bloody gorgeous. I bend and instinctively kiss the head like my normal routine back then. Now, I lick around the head. My pussy is bloody vibrating. I lift my head.

"Carlos, please feel my pussy. I'm going crazy. No, no, inside my panties. Ahhh, yes, yes. Oh, my goodness, that is perfect.."

I go back to his cock, his fucking great cock. I lick from the base to the head and open my lips wide to take the engorged head into my mouth. His fingers are finding my pussy's sensitive spots. That feels so good. I instinctively hold the shaft and cup his cleanly shaven ball sack with my other hand. Memories of my cock sucking student days rush into my lust-filled brain. My god, this is so raunchy.

"Margery, do me a favor and get down on your knees between my legs and suck my cock from there." I instantly obey and he shifts his ass over the edge of the sofa. "Pull my jeans right off." He lifts his bottom, and I strip both his jeans and underwear off. His erection stands up proudly. I can't take my eyes off it. My pussy is pulsating. Thank goodness, he's taking control. I don't want to think, just serve and enjoy being sexy. Gee, maybe he wants me to take off my dress.

"Do you want me to take off my dress?" I can't believe I just said that.

"No, no, it looks gorgeous. Later for sure. I'll let you know when."

"Sure, thanks."

He spreads his knees and I shift closer. His manhood is so amazing and his shaven balls are hanging low. This vision is so bloody erotic. The smell of his crotch is so horny.

"I'm sure you sucked a lot of cocks in your days. Show me what you learned."

I reach up and hold the thick shaft as I kiss up the inside of his thigh. My nose touches his ball-sack and I kiss it reverently. The young man groans above me. I've learned that men like their balls kissed and licked. It turns me on to do it. Anything he likes, I will do more of. I kiss the sack all over and lick it with a broad tongue.

"Oh fuck, yes. Lick those balls. Make them really wet."

I oblige and feel his erection harden and spasm in my fist. I feel so proud that he likes what I'm doing. I want him and this stiff wonder mounting me. I need this so badly.

"Enough, ENOUGH. Suck my cock."

I lick from base to the engorged head all. Sweet Mary and Joseph, it is so large. I cup his balls and lick the head, especially the sensitive underside. All my experience is paying off. I want to give Carlos the best oral of his life in exchange for the best fuck of mine.

"Yes, open the top of your dress and show me your breasts."