A couple of years ago, I lived in a small house that was converted into a couple of apartments. The couple across the hall were moving out and I knew that I was going to miss them, because I fucked the woman more times that I could ever remember. We had a "farewell fuck" and she told me that I could call her whenever I wanted.
I was kind of curious to know who would be moving in. I was hoping that it would be another hot piece of ass, so that I could get sex whenever I wanted it and not have to work for it. A couple of weeks passed, and a woman named, Theresa moved in.
Theresa was 40 years-old, but looked a lot younger than that, as she took very good care of her body. She was 5'6", 110 pounds, shoulder length curly auburn hair, and light brown eyes. Her measurements were 32DD-22-32 and kept a very, very firm body.
She was having a hard time moving in her stuff, so I offered to help. We started talking and I found out that she was recently separated from her husband, who ran off with a 20 year-old. I kind of felt bad for her.
She told me that we should have lunch together sometime, so that she could thank me for all of my help. The next day, Theresa came over and knocked on my door.
"Hey, you, I have a bottle of Dom that I bought to celebrate my freedom from that asshole" exclaimed, Theresa. "Why don't you come over and share it with me."
I agreed to go over and help her to polish the bottle off. Theresa made us some lunch that was really good-I can't remember what it was, but it was really good. We finished the bottle pretty quickly and I started to feel relaxed. Theresa asked me to come to her room.