Neighborhood Milf Hunter

You could say my sex life was doing okay. My neighbor Tresa was often an early morning visitor after her husband had left for work. She wasn't worried about neighbors seeing us. She knew most of them, and was confident that the story she had spread about us having coffee together was holding up. They knew she was lonely, but they believed that she had an old college friend on the side.

Yes, I was content, but like most males I never missed a pretty face when I was out in public. I was in the local pizza place, ordering my lunch, when she walked in with a friend. I couldn't help but notice this blonde! Permed blonde hair framed a naturally tanned, very attractive face. She had a floral blouse on with what looked like a very nice set of large C cups underneath. She wore skin tight white pants that accentuated a very tight ass and slender legs. She was wearing high heeled sandals underneath. I was very impressed with what I was seeing, and when she looked over at me I smiled and winked. She smiled back, and although friendly, there was no apparent interest either. I mentally shrugged and since she didn't seem upset by my attention, gently flirted with her, basically smiling when she

noticed me looking at her.

I was about to get my food and sit down by myself when I noticed her friend pulling out a cell phone, talking for a moment, then getting her food to go. After she left, I walked over to her.

"Hello."

She was slightly startled. "Well, hello."

"I see your friend had to leave. Want to share a table? It's a little crowded in here."

That was an understatement, as the lunch crowd was filing in and the tables were filling up. She looked around and shrugged. "I guess." Not the most enthusiastic response, but I could work with it. We made our way to an empty table and sat

down.

Neither of us said anything for a moment as we enjoyed our food. I could tell that she was relaxing a bit, beginning to understand I wasn't an immediate threat.

Naturally I had seen the wedding ring on her hand. "By the way, my name's William."

It's hard to ignore such a polite request for a name, although I've seen some women do so. I could tell she was a little reluctant from her tone, but finally she replied, "Kathy."

"Nice to meet you, Kathy. I'm a firefighter with the city. Sorry your friend had to leave." Women tend to relax more when they know you have a steady job, and being a firefighter is still respected by most.

"Nice to meet you too, William. We work at a law office together. One of the partner's had a minor problem come up and needed her to come back to handle something."

I said in a friendly, non-threatening way, "Well, I appreciate you gracing my lunch table with your presence today. I hate eating alone and it's nice to have the company of an attractive woman."

She smiled at that and arched an eyebrow at me. "I doubt you have that problem often. Besides, don't you think that I'm a little old for you?" She twisted her wedding ring on her finger. "I am married, if you hadn't noticed."

I've seen married women do the ring thing before. Usually their brain is trying to remind them they're married, while their lower regions are remembering how nice it is to flirt with someone. I grinned at her, and said, "I see the ring, but that doesn't mean that you can't enjoy a simple lunch with someone, does it?"

She smiled back faintly. "No, I guess there's no harm in that."

"See, no problems!" I smiled again and took a bite, watching her intently while she also resumed eating. The next few minutes would be key. Either she'd get up and head back to work, or she'd decide to stay and say something to continue the conversation. If she stayed, I'd read her right and there was a flicker of interest.

"So, how long have you been working for the city?"

Bingo! I casually replied, "Oh, about six months now."

"You like it?"

"I do. We see some bad things, but I get a chance to help people and that's the best part of the job."

"I feel the same way. When our firm wins a big case and the plaintiff's see that settlement figure, I really remember why all the long hours sometimes are worth it."

We continued to eat in a more friendly silence for a moment. She was about done with her food, and I knew I needed to take the initiative. "So, did you walk over here?"

"Yes. Our office is just a few blocks away. You must not be on duty since you're not wearing your uniform. Do you live nearby?"

"I have my own home in one of the neighborhoods. Where do you live?"

"My husband and I have a small horse farm a few miles away." She was getting up and getting ready to leave, and it seemed natural to both of us for me to do the same thing. We walked to the front door, depositing our trash in the bin, then walked outside. It was a beautiful fall day, with blue skies and a few clouds, pleasant in the low 70's.

"Well, it was nice meeting you, William."

"Same here, Kathy. I'd like to do it again sometime, if you'd like."

"I don't think that would be a good idea."

"Why not?"

"Well, I am married. People might get the wrong idea. Besides, I usually eat with one of the girls in the office."

"I get that Kathy, but I don't see any problem with just having lunch together in a public place. It's not like we're meeting in a hotel bar at night somewhere!"

Almost unwillingly, she giggled. "No, I guess not." She started walking back to her office, and I turned to go with her. After a few steps, she looked at me with a mixture of resignation and something else. "You're serious, aren't you? What about you? Aren't you worried someone will see us together?"

"No, not at all. I'm not in a committed relationship right now." I saw her relax and decided to press that momentary advantage. "We're simply two adults who met by chance, had a nice meal together, and decided that it would be fun if we ate together every once in a while. I see no harm in that." I lowered my voice some and gave her an admiring glance. She blushed as I continued, smiling widely. "It's just a coincidence that you are a very sexy, desirable female. Besides, any man who sees us will be jealous of me!"

She blushed harder, and lowered her face slightly. Most married women who have been married for awhile are starved for attention, their husbands having fallen into a rut and so caught up in their daily routine that they forgot to do the little things to make a woman feel appreciated. Few men remembered flowers, or compliments, or anything else that reminded the woman why they fell in love with them in the first place. Women need and crave that attention, it keeps them feeling young, and when a man is willing to show it to them, it drew them in like flies to honey.

I knew I had won when she looked at me, shook her head, and then nodded once to herself. "Fine." She sounded exasperated, but there was no doubt that there was a bit of anticipation and even excitement in her voice when she said, "Are you off tomorrow?"

"Where do you want to meet?"

"How about that new burger restaurant around the corner? None of the girls want to try it and it looks good to me. Say same time as today?" I nodded and handed her my cell phone. "What's this for?"

"Put in your number so if anything happens, I'll know." She hesitated, but punched the numbers in and hit send, and I heard her phone vibrate in her purse. I took the phone back and put her in my contacts list. "See you tomorrow!" She smiled and waved, then set off for her office. I watched her walk away, and that tight ass sway in those white pants, and knew that I might just have a live one here.

The next day I texted her before we were about to meet just to confirm, and got back a 'thumbs up' emoji. I got there a few minutes early, and saw Kathy walking up about the same time. It's a good sign when they're early, and it was even better when I noticed her makeup was a little brighter and appeared freshly touched up. She was wearing a very attractive shade of pink lipstick, and the thought of those beautiful lips wrapped around my cock sent a shiver through me. She was wearing a white skirt that showed off a beautiful pair of bare legs, accented by the three inch heels she wore, a different floral print blouse with a white jacket over it, and her fingernails were freshly manicured with white tips.

"Hey, Kathy!'

"Hello, William."

Now that she was seeing me again it was obvious that she was having second thoughts. The fish might be nibbling at the bait, but it hadn't swallowed the hook yet. I had a plan for that as well, though. I pulled a single pink rose out from behind my back and handed it to her, already in a glass stem vase.

"I think this goes very well with that pretty lipstick you're wearing, don't you?"

She blushed, and took it. "That was very sweet of you, thank you."

"Did I mention how beautiful you look today?"

She blushed. "Now, William, I thought this was just a casual lunch. You're acting like this is a date!"

"Now, Kathy, that's just plain silly. I'm simply showing you some appreciation. Are you ready to eat?"

She nodded and I deliberately kept the conversation light and casual while we ordered and ate, nothing more serious then how her day had been and what I had done this morning. We had finished our meal and were walking back to the main street when she stopped and looked at me. We were in a secluded alley that had been turned into a mini-park. It was deserted at the moment.

"William, listen, this has been very nice and all, but we simply can't keep seeing each other. I'm married, and I'm afraid that you may be getting the wrong idea."

I looked at her in amused puzzlement. "What wrong idea?"

There was a look of frustration on her face. "You know what I mean!"

I looked back at her. "No, Kathy, I don't. What wrong idea?"

"Old married women don't go out on lunch dates with handsome young men!"

"Well, you're wrong on two counts. First of all, you're a long way from being old."

Kathy blushed and smiled at that. "And second, I'm not that handsome."

She looked at me. "Sure about that? I mentioned you to Janet, that co-worker who left to get back to the office? Apparently she noticed you flirting with me and mentioned how good looking you are."

"Well, that's very nice of Janet, but what do you think?"

She smiled faintly "You're not that bad" in a tone that said much more. Her gaze flicked over me quickly and I had noticed her discretely checking me out a few times during lunch. She hesitated for a moment. "I could introduce you to Janet, she's really quite sweet and she's not seeing anyone right now that I know of. She's older, like me, and divorced."

"Yes, but when it comes to looks you're a ten and she's barely a five."

"Oh, now, just stop it. Every guy that comes in the office takes one look at her and starts drooling."

"I'm rather picky about who I invite out to lunch. I prefer beautiful women to pretty girls."

She almost giggled while her face grew redder she and looked away. "Oh, stop it."

"Stop what?"

"Flirting with me."

"What if I'm telling you the truth?"

"Sure you are. I bet you say that to every..." she stopped as I gently took her hand and pulled her close, leaning down and softly kissing her. She hesitated for a moment, and I thought she would break away, but instead she relaxed into my embrace, putting her arms around me and returning the kiss. We stayed like that for an endless moment, our lips moving gently over each others, pressing harder into each other, our bodies molding into each other.

Our passion grew, and her mouth opened, inviting my tongue into it which I gladly accepted, her tongue dueling with mine, her arms pulling my waist against her, grinding my crotch into her abdomen. I know she felt the bulge of my hard on pressing into her, but she just moaned and pulled at me harder.

We finally pulled back from each other, her makeup messed now, lipstick smeared around her mouth. I could taste the creaminess of it around my own mouth. Both of us were breathing hard.

"I've been hoping you would do that since we first had lunch yesterday. How did you know?"

I smiled and looked down at her. Even with the three inch heels, she was just a few inches shorter than me. "Maybe I've been wanting the same thing?" She smiled and pulled my head back down, and our mouths opened and we kissed again, our lips moving against each other, our tongues dueling.

There was a noise at the end of the alley, and we broke apart, looking around to see a dog rooting around in the leaves. She grabbed me and pulled me close, hugging me tight. "God, I want you so bad right now! It's been so long since any man gave me any attention at all. Even my husband is so wrapped up in other things that he barely gives me a second look anymore."

"Do you have to go back to work?" I asked, with a smile on my face.

"Yes, dammit! We have a major case coming up and I have a full afternoon of paperwork to deal with." She pulled a wet wipe out of a pack in her purse, wiped her face clean, then expertly reapplied her lipstick, using a small compact. It was one of the most erotic things I'd ever seen.

"I'll call you later. Bye!" I watched her as she quickly walked out of the alley and turned down the street, her tight ass swinging, then I turned and went back to the parking lot.

That evening about 4PM my phone dinged with a text. It was from Kathy, and it simply said address with a question mark. I sent my address back, and I wasn't too surprised to hear a car pull into my driveway just a few minutes after 5PM. I opened the garage door and Kathy pulled in like she lived there. Promptly I closed it, to prevent anyone who knew her from driving by and wondering what her car was doing parked in my driveway!

She got out and walked inside to where I was waiting, coming in the door and stopping in front of me. leaning her head back and inviting a kiss, which I was glad to oblige! Her mouth opened immediately, and once again our tongues danced in each other's mouth. My hands slid slowly down the back of her jacket, and cupped her fine, tight ass, pulling her into my crotch. Her hands pulled me tight, with one caressing my back and the other my ass. After a few endless moments of that, she broke away. Her blue eyes were bright with passion and excitement.

"Oh, my God, William! I can't remember the last time I was this turned on! What have you done to me!"

"I simply reminded you that you were still a passionate, desirable woman rather than just a boring wife stuck in a dreary routine." I leaned down and kissed her again, then began kissing down her neck, licking and gently sucking on it. She moaned and leaned her head back, giving sighs of pleasure as I kissed one side and then the other. Using my hands, I slid her jacket off and it fell to the floor. Her nipples were evident, poking through her bra and blouse.

I leaned down and kissed the top of her chest, her hands running through my short hair. My fingers unbuttoned her blouse, and she quickly shrugged out of it. I pulled one bra strap off, letting the cup flop down, and kissed and licked at the erect nipple it exposed, sucking on it, enjoying her mews of pleasure. She pulled my head closer, relishing the attention I was paying to her nipple, and I promptly switched my attention to the other, again pulling her bra strap down and letting the cup expose most of her breast. Holding and rubbing gently on her breast with one hand, I ran the other down to the hem of her skirt, reaching under and lifting it up, finding her panties and rubbing on the wet patch in front.

Kathy was lost in pleasure as I stimulated both her erogenous zones simultaneously. I slid my hand inside her white panties, and slid one finger into her already wet pussy, fingering it gently.

She gasped, "Oh, God, William! Yes, finger me, stick that finger in that pussy, fuck me with it, Oh God, it feels so good!" I gently fingered her, sliding a second one in as I continued to suck on her nipple. It was engorged, sticking out a full inch, and I tenderly sucked on it, gently nibbling at it with my teeth. Her crotch was thrusting at me, and I could feel her starting to quiver.

"Oh - - Oh - - OH - I'm getting it - Oh God, please don't stop - Don't Stop - OH, William - Oh God, I'm getting it - OH GOD YES!!" Kathy exploded into orgasm, my hand instantly drenched in her fluids, her entire body shaking with pleasure. She went weak from the intensity, and I guided her into a nearby chair. It was one of the most erotic sights I'd seen, this middle aged woman, her tightly permed hair now streaked with sweat, makeup mussed, bra straps hanging loose but the bra still fastened, exposing the tops of both of her lovely breasts, skirt down around her knees, panties soaked, smooth, tanned bare legs with white sandal heels splayed out in both directions, feet canted outward.

"God, I can't remember the last time I came like that! William, what are you doing to me?"

I grinned, "I think that's what's known as an orgasm, Kathy, and a woman as sexy as you needs one once a day!"

She smiled and took my hand, pulling herself out of the chair and swapping places with me, standing me in front of the chair and getting on her knees in front of me. It was an intensely erotic sight, this mid-forties female on her knees, visibly excited, blonde hair permed, gold hoop earrings dangling from either ear, a gold necklace around her neck, her well manicured hands reaching for my zipper. "Well, an orgasm like that deserves another."

She unbuttoned my pants and dropping them and my underwear to the floor around my ankles. My dick was already rigid, curving slightly up, and she reached up with one hand, stroking it gently. "Oh my, you have a nice package. I'm going to enjoy this." She leaned forward and took my cock into her mouth.

I groaned with pleasure as I felt her start to suck on my cock, running those still pink lips up and down, jacking my dick with one hand while she bobbed up and down on it at the same time.

"Oh, God, Kathy, that feels so good! You do that so well!"

She smiled and said nothing, concentrating on my dick. Unable to resist, I reached down and put both my hands into that mass of blonde hair, pulling her onto my cock. She let go and I began to face-fuck her, her mouth tight around my dick as I bobbed her head back and forth, feeling the tightness of her lips around me, her hands matching my own rhythm, still maintaining suction. I felt my own desire begin to boil over, "Oh, Kathy I'm going to cum!!"

She never stopped, and I groaned as I stopped moving her head and let myself go, losing myself in the moment, with her immediately taking over and rapidly sucking on my cock, running those sexy full, pink lips up and down on my cock, still sucking hard. The sight of this beautiful married woman, sucking me off so vigorously, her diamond engagement ring glinting in the light, sent me over the edge and I exploded into her mouth.

Kathy pulled her mouth off and jacked at my dick, and soon my whole load had been pumped out, leaving quite a mess on the kitchen floor! She looked up and smiled at me, and I smiled back. Exhausted, I sat down in the chair and looked at her.

"Well, that was unexpected!"

She giggled. "I told you that you turned me on. I've been wet all afternoon thinking about you, and I simply didn't want to wait one minute more to have my way with you."

"What about your husband? Won't he be suspicious with you not being home on time?"

"No, I texted Albert and told him I had to work late. It's not the first time. The partners actually did ask me to stay for a while longer tonight, but I had someplace else to be."

She smiled, getting off her knees and leaning over to kiss me. I returned the kiss fervently and stood up, pulling her to her feet. It was the work of a few moments to go into the bedroom, take off the remaining clothes we had on, and stretch out on the bed. We were busily caressing each other like new lovers do when I asked, "Not that I'm complaining," cupping one magnificent breast while she ran a hand over my chest and played with the hairs there, "but you seemed to have had a change of heart since we first met at the pizza place."