Authors note;
Long time reader, please check the favorites on my profile. Their stories inspire me, hope to write as well as they do, learn from their published stories. Is that plagiarism or borrowing themes or original thought? Phrases, terms, vocabulary may have been seeping into to my original thoughts. Mostly I thank every person who votes, quantify my progress as a writer. Reading many of the 'How to' articles on categories to achieve higher ratings I still chose 'Mature' for this submission, I may have gotten better ratings if I chose 'Incest/Taboo' to lure a larger following. Thank you especially to Literotica for giving me a chance to express my imagination and opinions. Sometimes I think real life is fiction, I'm so confused...
Chap 1
Local tavern, less than half mile from my townhouse was packed, hometown team was going to the world series if they won the game this evening. Turning around to leave when Janet the owner grabbed my arm, I was a semi-regular eat the special and a beer at the bar kinda guy. "Shame to waste the last open chair in the place..." Janet was making money hand over fist, tucked in the corner at the two chair high top table was a familiar face, blonde with gray creeping in, Janet's friend.
Could have been a model in her younger days, most we had spoken to each other was "Excuse me." Glass of white wine picking at a shrimp salad, "Fish and chips is the special tonight." Janet with the wink and the nod, "I'll get you a beer..."
"Just plain Dave," Reaching for her welcoming handshake before sitting down. Sparkling blue eyes, wrinkle lines enhanced with her soft grin.
"Sue..." Took a sip of wine, "I've seen you in here before," Waitress set my beer down, "Janet must think highly of you..." That's how things got started.
Owned a franchise flower shop to occupy her time, homeowner within walking distance, divorcee with two grown daughters, "I'm forty eight..." Proud of her impeccable makeup, elegant but low key fashionable clothing. Straight forward with an air of decisiveness and independence.
I'm nothing special, thirty one, inside industrial sales, never married. In my profession you need to listen to your customer, let them tell you what they need and your opportunities present themselves. I'm easy to talk to and she needed to talk tonight.
"Had to fire an employee today, skimming the cash drawer." Bothered her a lot, wrote her a glowing reference letter. "Do you ever have bad days?" For once I felt I could let the veneer drop, no judgement or trust issues. Talking to my mother?
"Shouldn't have said it but I did..." Tonight at the profit sharing/commission meeting my boss told my co-workers I was the only one getting a base salary increase, we all shared the same amount of commissions promoting teamwork. Not a good move on my bosses part, simmering jealously and hostility bubbling to the surface of my co-workers. "Head hunter has offered me a position..." Our competitor down the street, Monday I may have a new job.
"Both of us need a hug..." Sue laid out the terms plainly, no commitments, no strings. "Tonight may be the only night or...Take me to your place." After several tumultuous relationships it was mostly shower time for me.
"Sounds good, it's been a long time for me..." Slow and easy making out on the couch, first base as they say, second base moving to the bedroom, only a night light and under the covers. Missionary, she wasn't upset with my lack of duration, making out until I was ready for a second round.
"My turn..." Straddling me, riding my dick for two and surprisingly three orgasms for her, "I'll call you..." No if and's or but's, wouldn't let me drive or even walk her home.
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"Prime rib is the special," Janet was all smiles, "You haven't been in for two weeks, dinner tonight is on me." Good dinner but why was she holding onto my credit card for so long? Brought me another beer.
"Told you it was on me..." Janet handed my card back and set a glass of white wine in front of the open seat beside me, "Sue will be here in a few minutes..."
Drove me home in her black Mercedes SUV, black pencil skirt, white silk blouse with extra buttons undone hinting at her black lace bra. Undressing in the dark, folding her clothes carefully, barely a glimpse of her matching lingerie. Missionary and her second climax set me off. Enthusiastically used her lips and tongue to get my second round started, "Me time..."
Woke up in the morning with a note on the pillow in red lipstick: 'You made me feel twenty years younger...I'll call.' Every two or three weeks it was the same, she would call me from Janet's place or Janet would call her when I stopped in for a quick dinner. Learned snippets of her life, conversations were usually very short.
Nordstroms was her favorite store for makeup, always impeccable. Fashions, professional and classy. Oldest daughter married to an accountant with a boy and a girl in Connecticut. Younger daughter with a disastrous marriage in California. Ex husband an investment banker in New York. "My place at seven, sharp..." text said. Never had I been to her home in nine months.
Champagne and soft lighting, black floor length one shoulder sequined dress. High heels made her slim and trim body sultry and eye catching while she showed me pictures of her daughters and grandkids. Nipples a diamond point, braless breasts that I had never seen in the light. "How come you are not dating someone special?"
Conversation I had wanted badly and dreaded at the same time. Candlelight dinner, slow dancing to some soft jazz, ever so slowly seducing me one button at a time. Slipped the shoulder so her dress hung on her hips. "Embarrassing my boobs aren't as pert as they used to be..." So many times I had suckled, caressed.
"They are beautiful to me..." Emboldened her having me sit on the couch, dancing as she slithered the material over her hips. Black lace panties and high heels, undulating to the music.
"You make me feel so young again...take your shirt off..." Teasing me with the top hem of her lace panties, slipping it down her hip, "No one has seen me naked in years...do you want to see me naked?" She knows I'm speechless. "You have to be naked too..." Elegant furniture only thing out of place was the throw blanket over the arm rest, I'm no fool.
"Look...I had to shave everything...it was turning gray...does it make me look younger?" Slipped her panties back up, stretching them high on her hips.
"You are gorgeous..." Choking on my words, I'd swear she had an orgasm. Blue eyes could see my penis twitch and strain.
"Do you..." One step when the black lace passed her hips, "Want me..." lace dropped loose past her knees gracefully stepping closer to me. "Do you need me..." Straddling my lap, answered her with a passionate kiss, steady passionate coupling.
