This story is pure fiction. I just felt like writing!!! I would love to hear what you have to say, negative or positive: feedback is always welcome! And remember to vote.
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Let me start by saying that I am a junior in college, and 21 years old. I am 6'2", brown hair, hazel eyes, and an athletic 210 lbs. Ever since I broke up with my girlfriend a few months ago, I have been sexually frustrated. Not that I don't enjoy jacking off, but it doesn't give me the same pleasure as sex.
It's Friday afternoon, and I can't wait for this class to end. I have been sitting here for almost an hour listening to this professor ramble on about anything and everything. He finally lets us go, and I head to the grocery store before making my way back to the house that I share with a few friends. At the store I pick up several cases of beer for the evening, for myself and my roommates. As I approach the checkout aisle I hear:
"Looks like someone is having a party."
I turn and see a middle aged woman, probably in her late thirties to early forties in business attire looking at me. She has shoulder length blonde hair, piercing brown eyes, an incredible body that I would guess to be around 130 lbs., with breasts that look just a bit too large for her frame. Probably a large C or maybe even a D cup.
"Nothing big, just a little get together" I respond.
"You must go to the local college, I see you kids in here every weekend buying all kinds of booze."
"Yes ma'am I do go to the college."
"A southern boy are you?"
"Yes ma'am I'm from Dallas."
"What brings you way up to Chicago for school?"
"I came up here to play football, but I tore my ACL and haven't been able to play so I resort to…" and look at my cart filled with beer.
Laughing she introduces herself, "My name is Melissa."
"Ben…It's a pleasure." Not wanting my new friend to get away from me, "If you'd like you are more than welcome to stop by this evening."
"Ben, I'm flattered, but I'm probably twice your age, and I have plans anyways."
"Well, for whatever reasons if your plans fall through feel free to stop by"
"Sure thing…and by the way it was nice talking to you."
With that I gave her my address and headed home. My roommates have been waiting for me. They were thirsty. I told them all about Melissa, and not a single one believed me. I told them that I had invited her over, but she had other plans. That just added to their blatant disregard of what I was saying.
A few hours later, there were several people over at the house playing drinking games in the living room. My roommates took the liberty of telling my story about this incredibly sexy older woman that I had met earlier. I had become the laughing stock of everyone in the room.
Normally, I wouldn't have cared, except that it was mixed company. If Melissa wasn't going to show up, then I at least wanted to try to get with one of the girls from the college.
Just as everyone was laughing at me, the doorbell rang. One of my roommates said that it probably was his girlfriend, and went to get the door. My other roommate was cracking jokes about how that could be the mystery Melissa.
My roommate came back from the door with a puzzled look on his face. He looked me right in the eye and said that the door was for me.
I made my way to the front door to find Melissa standing there with another middle aged woman. Melissa looked incredibly sexy. She had a short skirt on with a blouse that revealed just enough cleavage. Her makeup truly enhanced her features. I wanted to rip her clothes off and take her right then and there.
"Hi…I hope you don't mind that we stopped by." Melissa said.
"Not at all, as a matter of fact I was hoping you would."
