I stopped by one of the pubs just off campus of the college I worked for. It was quiet, dark, and damn near empty! So I figured it was a good place for me to drink, and be left alone to shake off the horror of the day. As I finished my second Vodka Tonic, the bartender set another one down, along with a note. The note read, "I know you had a rough day. Here's one on me!" I looked around the bar to see which one of my co-workers was at the pub. But didn't see one. As I glanced back across the bar, I saw Richard raising his glass! Richard is a good-looking young black man, and one of the students that sometimes work in the office. And a very welcome site! I smiled and waved for him to come over and sit with me. He joined me and I filled him in on all the details of the day over a few more drinks. I was still a little stressed and asked if he had something that could make me a little looser than I was! He said he had just the thing, but it was in his van. I was really ready for it, so we left the pub and went to his van. From the outside, Richard's van looked like any typical utility van. But, once inside, it took you back to the 1970's!
Inside, he had it decked out with purple shag carpet from top to bottom. A small fridge stocked with beer and ice. A small bar full of all kinds of booze, a mirrored Disco ball, a 15-inch color TV, and a full sized bed! I asked him if this was his 'girl getter' mobile. He smiled and said no. He uses it as a limo to make extra money. I was shocked and intrigued that people would actually pay him to drive them around while they lounged around drinking, and who knows whatever else! Richard said that he knew a place we could go and chill with out being hassled by the cops as he handed me a joint. He told me to crawl in back if I wanted to start smoking it now, or I could wait until we got to where we were going, Just in case I wanted to know where we were going. I crawled in back and lit up and let him drive! Richard reached our destination, parked and crawled in back with me. I was feeling good by then. I didn't leave him much of the joint to smoke. But, he told me to go ahead and finish it. He'd just have a beer. We talked some more about my day, and I did get a little carried away, but Richard listened to every word I said. And, didn't seem to mind that he was listening to an old lady's rants! Not many men his age spent there time listening to 65-year-old women bitch about their day. But he did! And, seemed content!
Thinking he needed a break, I grabbed the remote! Saying lets see what on this thing. When it came on, it was a porn movie. Richard got embarrassed, apologized, and tried to grab the remote to turn the movie off. I played keep away with the remote, hiding it behind my back then over my head. Richard ended up on top of me as he reached for the remote. Our eyes met! I told him that I was old enough to be his mother. He told me that I wasn't his mother, and kissed me with intense passion! Our tongues tangoed in a dance of seduction. I felt like a schoolgirl as Richard began to undress me. Richard kissed my neck as one of his hands slowly unbuttoned my blouse. Stopping periodically to squeeze my breast. I reached for his crotch and found him straining against his jeans. I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned them. When I unzipped his jeans and stuck my hand inside I found a hard, hot shaft without the guard of underwear. Richard had now found the snap at the front of my bra. He unsnapped it and liberated my breast. His hand explored my naked breasts and squeezed them softly. And pinching my now hard nipples!