I've always been a big fan of older women. Big time. Lovely curvy, attractive, sexy older women. I don't know but it's something about the way some of them walk and carry themselves. Often I don't think they know they're doing it. Other times I do. I cant take my eyes off them, They don’t have to be beautiful or anything either. They don’t have to try. They just have to be themselves. I've worked in offices with older women and it often drives me crazy with desire. It still does to this day.
I work for a large financial institution. It's okay. Boring but okay. A few weeks ago we all went out. Id don’t know the occasion but who cares anyway! The drink was free (until the money ran out) and that was good enough for me. Because I haven't been there long I only know a few people and I only intended to stay for a short while, but I started to get a bit more relaxed and started talking to a few more people.
Soon I started talking to a woman that I'd never seen before. She was friendly and chatty and was easy to get along with. Her name was Debbie and she was, I later learnt, 38, with shortish brown hair and a wonderful curvy body. She was dressed in black and had on a t-shirt (showing off her large, rounded tits) and black trousers which clung to her large round ass beautifully. To complete it all she had a pair of black high heels on. Lovely. We started chatting along, no about much, of anything it was shop talk, but the drinks kept coming and I started to feel more confident and relaxed.
I sat close to her and slowly more and more eye contact was being made between us. I could feel myself getting excited by possibilities I could only hope for. She had an attractive way about her : the ways she spoke, the way she walked, the way she crossed her legs, the way she flicked her hair. Nothing pretentious or mannered, just natural. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. I was trying not to make it obvious but I'm sure she could sense it. I loved the way she had lovely long, painted nails as well. She just kept herself right. To add to this she had a really sexy way of letting a high heel dangle from her toes and then she would let the toes slip out completely, displaying some lovely painted toes. Jesus! I hadn't seen a woman like this for ages.
A couple of hours passed. I asked her if she was going anywhere after the pub. I asked how she was going to get home. It turned out she lived in the same area as me but not exactly close. Mmmmm. What was I to do. She told me a female friend of hers was also in town that night and had offered to give her a lift home that night. "Would you like a lift James?" she asked.
Would I! "I'd love one Deb. Thanks." Her friend wasn't going to arrive for a bit so we had another drink. Soon there weren't many other people left - it must have been around 11 p. m. - and we were still chatting along. Not about sex or anything like that either! Just general chat. We were getting along well.
At about 11-15 her friend arrived. "Hi Hanna, this is James, " she said, " I work with him. ." Hanna was also around the same age as Debbie, if not a few years older. She was about the same height, about 5ft 7, with short black hair. She didn’t have the same lovely, big tits as her friend, but she did have a lovely, large ass. She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt with a long skirt and strappy, high sandals, showing off her lovely, painted toes. She sat beside me. Fuck. I had Debbie to my left and Hanna to my right. Was I dreaming? Hanna got up to go to the bar. As she walked I could see her lovely arse through the skirt fabric. I wanted to go up to her and lift up that skirt and touch that lovely skin. I didn’t of course. I was too transfixed to do anything.
She came back with some drinks for the three of us. Our last before we went home. She was friendly and chatty like Debbie. Both were single. Debbie was recently divorced whereas Hanna had been single for a few years. No real reason but she was happy that way anyway, so why change? She also worked in an office nearby and she used to work with Debbie. Jesus! I love office women, I really do. All tight clothes and pantyhose and high heels. What a dream. If I had it my way, women would be forced to dress that way all the time! The conversation continued for about 20 minutes, talk about work, travel, t. v. etc. All the time I was either staring longingly at Debbie and her sexy feet and round tits or Hanna's lovely lips and legs.
When it was time to go, I let the ladies go first so I could look at the view from behind. Beautiful. Debbie's sexy, round arse was even better for the high heels she was wearing, and Hanna's swayed from side to side as she moved beside her friend. I just wanted to lower their trousers and skirt and bend them over so I could se them in there sexy glory! I was getting hot for both of them. "Good of you to give me a lift Hanna. " I said. " That's okay. You don't live that far away James, " she replied. I sat in the back seat and looked at the window while the two sexy, older women, chatted and laughed in the front. "We'll stop at Debs' first if that's okay? I've got to pick something up, " said Hanna. "Yeah, come in for a drink James! I've got plenty to choose from!" Debbie said, turning round and looking me straight in the eye. We soon arrived at Debs' and went into the house.
"Sit down. What would you like James, " Deb said, standing by the door. "Anything! "I replied, " how about gin or something?"
"Okay fine, " she said, "what about you Hanna?"
