This is the fourth in a series about, Carlos, a handsome university student with a part-time job at a big supermarket. He lusts after mature women and has discovered that they lust after him too. His instinctive sexual radar picks up their interest and his success in bedding them gives him more confidence when he sees an opening.
Carlos spotted Carmela in the supermarket and she had an immediate impact on him. A testosterone energy surge hit his chest and his cock came to full attention. He knew exactly why. She looks like his mature neighbour that took his virginity and taught him the passionate delights of sex. Yes, she had an Italian look with olive skin, long black hair, full breasts and a womanly ass. He maneuvered to make sure he was at the checkout to carry her groceries to her car. He noticed she didn't have a wedding ring. He chatted her up at the car.
"I haven't seen you at the store before. Are you new to the area?"
"Yes, you are very observant. I moved here recently from the other side of the country."
"Welcome. My name is Carlos."
"Mine is Carmela, nice to meet you. Do you work full time or are you still in school?"
"Just part-time. I'm a senior in university."
"Good for you. To be a winner today, you need a degree. Thanks for your help with my groceries."
"No problem. Nice to meet you, Carmela. I'll look for you next time you shop. I love helping attractive ladies like yourself."
Carmela, had to sit for a couple of minutes before starting her car to collect her thoughts. That good looking, fit young man was flirting with her. Her heart was beating fast and she knew that was so wrong. But it boosted her ego that even at thirty-eight, a gorgeous young man would find her attractive. That tent in his jeans was a sure sign. Then again, she knew from experience that young guys were so horny. She told herself to stop the naughty thoughts. My goodness, he was still in school. It reminded her that she should join a dating app like her sister recommended. Not having sex for six months was playing on her instincts.
A week later when she went to the supermarket, she was hoping to see Carlos again. She wore a summer dress with a lot of cleavage. In made her feel good to be attractive even if nothing would happen with the cute young man. She had signed up on a dating app but hadn't gone out with anyone. But it had stirred up her basic, bodily appetites. She had ordered and received a vibrator online and used it as she scanned through the male images on the dating site. She felt guilty when young Carlos entered her lusty fantasies.
As she shopped, she looked around for Carlos. When she spotted him, she gave him a big smile and he gave a big grin of recognition back. That sent a thrill through her chest even though she knew it was just a guilty pleasure to imagine being with him. She was so happy to see him at the cashier, waiting to help her out to her car. They talked as they went out.
"Carmela, it is so nice to see you again."
"The same, Carlos. Hey, you remembered my name."
"Of course, I remember the names of all the very attractive ladies."
"Oh Carlos, you are such a sweetheart."
"I love your summer dress, very classy. Young girls are dressing so masculine with jeans and t-shirts nowadays. I think feminine clothes are so much better."
"Thanks for noticing, Carlos. I agree one hundred percent."
Carmela looked up and saw his eyes drilled into her cleavage. A bolt of adrenaline shot through her chest at his hungry look. She instinctively lifted her chest to show her charms and felt a hot blush on her cheeks. She shyly looked down and let him look enjoying the naughty moment.
"Of course, I would notice."
She looked down and saw a big tent in his jeans just like the last time. That sent a guilty panic button off in her head. She closed the trunk harder than normal.
"I should be going, Carlos. Nice to see you again."
She rushed to her car door and sat watching him walk back to the supermarket. What a beautiful butt was a thought swimming in her brain. She reached down and felt her crotch over her dress. Her pussy was throbbing. That's when she decided to go out with that one man her age on the app that she was linking up with. She needed some real woman, man intimacy, not just the vibrator variety.
The next week on her shopping trip, she wore a tight skirt that she had purchased for a future dinner date with a dating app male of an appropriate age. It was a naughty pleasure to flirt with young Carlos. She even wore heels and a colorful silk blouse unbuttoned to show a good amount of cleavage. She had bought a push-up bra that young girls wore to show off their charms. Carlos often invaded her erotic daydreams and was the most reliable horny fantasy to send her over the edge with her vibrator.
When she drove up, she saw Carlos out in the parking lot with an attractive lady talking beside her car. Carmela parked and watched their interaction. They seemed very friendly. The woman gazed up lovingly at his face and he looked down caringly as they chatted. Carlos slipped his hand onto her ass intimately as they talked. Carmela was surprised that the lady was even older than her although very attractive. My goodness, she thought, he likes older women. They kissed and Carlos went back inside. Carmela admired his butt again. Her mind was filled with mixed emotions.
As she shopped, she thought about the possibility of hooking up with the hot, young Carlos. Would he want her? She remembered that men still flattered her at work but not as much as when she was in her twenties. Her ex was a good-looking man that could have had a choice of beautiful women. Yes, she thought, the young stud would want her.
She spotted him over at the cashier and he looked back and gave her a big smile. She smiled in return a wave. As she went up and down the isles her mind filled with thoughts of Carlos fucking her with the energy of a horny young man. She remembered how her body shook as her rugby-player university boyfriend pounded into her exploding pussy. Her pussy was wet and she was breathing heavily by the time she got to the checkout and Carlos eagerly waiting.
"Carmela, I'm so glad I saw you before one of the other guys helped you. You are my favorite customer."
"Carlos, please, we are friends not just a customer, I hope. I like you. I really like you."
Like a lightbulb has gone off in his horny young brain, Carlos broke out into a big knowing grin.
"That makes me feel so good. Thank you. And I must say, you are dressed so classy and attractive again today. You have such good taste."
"Thank you for noticing, Carlos. I do take care in how I dress." The tent in his jeans is bigger than normal. His eyes are drilled hungrily into her cleavage.
"Your boyfriend is so lucky to be with a woman like you."
"I don't have a boyfriend. I'm new to the city. Of course, I will be looking for a good man. Like any grown woman, I have my needs." She cringed inside. Was she being too obvious and slutty?
"You must work out. Your body is so amazing."
"We have a gym and a pool at my apartment building. It keeps me in shape."
"Wow, you are so lucky. I moved from the coast to go to university here. I used to swim all the time at the beach and play beach volleyball. I miss it."
The vision of Carlos's body in a swimsuit shot a thrill though her chest. Words just popped out. "Why don't you come over and use my pool. No problem." She held her breath.
"That is so perfect. I'm off at four on Saturday. Is that a good time?"
"The pool is open every night until eleven. You can even come over after work today if you want." There was no way Carmela thought she could last until Saturday. Carlos broke out in a shit-ass grin that Carmela recognized as a guy that got the message.
"Great. Even better."
"Carlos, give me your number and I will text my address. When is the earliest you can get there?" She knew that sounded desperate but didn't care.
"I finish at six and I'll go to my dorm for my Speedo and head over in a flash."
"Great, I'm looking forward to it."
"Me too. See you later."
She admired his ass as he headed back to the store with her brain a swirl of random lusty instincts. When she parked her car in the apartment underground, she raced up to her apartment forgetting the groceries in the trunk. She paced around the apartment, not knowing what to do first. Her mind jumped to the idea of the pool and a swim. Her pussy throbbed uncomfortably at the thought. She looked frantically for her bikini in the closet and couldn't find it. She spun around and raced to the dresser opening the bottom drawer. Nothing there. Then the other drawers. Nothing, nothing and nothing. Her mind was in turmoil.
She decided to take a shower and cool off before her head would explode. But first a glass of wine was needed. When she opened the fridge door to get the cold bottle of white wine, she remembered the groceries in the car. She started for the apartment door to get them and decided to just fuck it. Let the milk sour. She was busy. She opened the wine with a shaky hand and poured a full glass. It felt so good going down her throat in big gulps. She leaned her two hands on the countertop waiting for her brain to clear and the alcohol to warm her chest. Her breathing slowed.
She went to the bedroom and stripped out of her clothes. The shower felt so good. She hadn't shaved her crotch for three months. Shaving the stubbles was a bit painful. She was very careful to remove all the pubic hair even putting her foot on the tub rim to spread her crack to shave around her anus. Running her soapy palm over her smooth pussy was so nice that she stroked her slit and clit some extra for good measure.
Her mind was clearer and she remembered that her bikini was in her luggage from her trip to Jamaica. She found it and also her see-through embroidered beach wrap. Should she put them on now or after Carlos changes into his swimsuit? She needed to feel sexy and put on the bikini. Looking in the mirror, she remembered how exposed she first felt with this tiny bikini top that exposed half of her breasts and the thong bottom with just a string up her crack exposing her bum cheeks. She got used to it in the week on the beach and enjoyed the men's eyes checking out her assets. The last night of the vacation, there was a big party on the beach. Many women went European, going topless. Her ex and many Pina Coladas convinced her to show her bare breasts to the men. That night was the best sex they had had in years.
Carmela looked at herself in the full-length mirror. She felt good that her body looked fit. Her breasts weren't as perky as her school days but certainly better than the woman Carlos was with in the parking lot. She looked at the bikini bottom and remembered how her ex said when she pulled it up it showed what he called a cameltoe which is the outline of her pussy lips. Men got turned on by that, he said. She pulled up and retied the strings on each hip that kept the small triangle of cloth covering her privates. Yes, the cameltoe was clearly there. She wanted Carlos to be lusting for her.
A picture of handsome Carlos popped into her head and the big tent in his jeans. She searched for and found the lube she uses to masturbate. Best to be safe she thought. It certainly came in handy with that tall basketball player in university that thrilled her young pussy for a dirty weekend.
She poured another full glass of wine and waited on the sofa. Her imagination was going wild. She went to the bedroom and took off her beach robe. Why cover herself? She felt so good being very sexy when Calos arrived. In what seemed like forever, she finally heard a knock.
