This story begins just as I moved into a new apartment building. It was fairly small and in a nice section of town. I got a nice apartment on the second floor, with a nice view of the city. The landlady was a cute older brunette, probably about 45, with massive tits and a large ass that was perfect for her. Needless to say, I was already checking this lady out and finding out some details. It turned out she was divorced, and as part of the settlement, she got this building. She lived on the fourth floor in a large apartment, which she shared with her daughter. She seemed pleasant, and seemed to enjoy me checking her out. After she had given me my keys and paperwork, she turned to leave. As she stepped out the door, she said she'd check back on me this evening, to see how I was doing.
I spent the rest of the day unpacking and waiting for Ms. Riley to return. She knocked on my door a little after seven o’clock. I greeted her with a warm smile and showed her in. I noticed she had changed her outfit, she was now wearing a pair of tight Capri pants and a low-cut blouse that revealed much of her large breasts. Being bored, and a little horny, I invited her to have supper with me. She hadn’t eaten yet, so she agreed with a smile. I apologized for every thing being in disarray, but she did not seem to mind. We ate a small dinner on my couch, which was my only un-packed furniture. We talked as we ate, and long after we had finished our meal. She told me about her divorce and her ex-husband, and I told her about my much shorter life and experiences. Our talk eventually led to relationships and of course, sex.
“So, how come a handsome guy like you doesn’t have a wife or girlfriend living here as well?” she asked.
“Well, I haven’t really found anyone yet, and since this is a new city, I’m sure I’ll find someone sooner or later. Now, why don’t I see a boyfriend with you?”
“Oh, me? No guys are interested in old broads like me. All the men my age are looking for younger girls and so are the younger guys.”
“Well, I think you’re very beautiful. A lot of younger guys think mature women are sexy, you know.” I said, figuring this was my chance, might as well go for it.
She blushed and excused herself for a moment to use the bathroom. I cursed myself for scaring her off. While she was in the bathroom, I sat there and tried to think what I would say. I couldn’t believe she would get offended over that.
A minute later, she appeared and sat down next to me.
“Do you really think I’m sexy, Brad?” she said as she leaned towards me, and kissed me. I was surprised to say the least, but I passionately kissed her back. We broke the kiss some time later, and she moved herself next to me on the couch. She reached beneath my shirt and stroked my chest. Then she moved down to my pants, and unzipped them, reaching in to grasp my hard cock. She pulled it out of my pants, and I lifted up so she could push them off. She leaned back and began unbuttoning her shirt, revealing her large breasts, barely restrained by her black lacey bra. She moaned and reached behind herself to release her bra. I let her bra drop to her lap, and leaned in to taste her breasts. Her areolas were large and brown, and erect with anticipation. As I ran my tongue over her right breasts, she reached beneath me and stroked my cock. I nibbled gently on her nipples, and then moved my hands down to her pants, to start removing them. I unbuttoned her tight pants, and she pulled her hand off my cock to help. She stood up and dropped her pants, then positioned herself on her knees in front of my cock, now wearing only white silk panties. She took my cock in her mouth slowly, covering every inch in her hot saliva. When she reached my balls, she took them in her hand, and began moving up and down on my shaft. I leaned back with a groan and let her work on my cock.
