Here is a totally new storyline, my first in the "Mature" genre. Of course the characters are fictional. I appreciate all the feedback that I have received from the other stories – Good and Bad. Please feel free to let me know what you think. It helps to shape my writing. If I feel the criticisms are un warranted, then they are easily ignored. Remember that these are fantasies. This story has roots in a dream that I had one night, weeks ago. I hope that you enjoy it. Without further ado I present to you...
It was just another typical morning at the Restaurant when Linda White came in per usual a few months ago. It happened to be December 21st. It was Christmas, but we aren't open for lunch and most of the big parties had already taken place. Only mom and I would be there until 0ne o'clock when the other staff would begin arriving.
Linda has always been a rather attractive woman, but I always viewed her in a matronly way. Nothing about her appearance really stood out from any other woman in her position. She just comes across as a mature, professional businesswoman.
She is in her mid-forties and the mother of two teenaged boys. She is extremely proud of her boys and can't seem to speak highly enough of them. I've never met her family in person, but we have seen pictures and heard stories about them. She has spoken of her husband to us on many occasions, but she has always talked about him in a purely perfunctory fashion. It's hard to get a true read on their relationship.
This particular day, when she came in, she caught my eye like never before. I noticed her the second that she walked through the door. I could hardly tear my eyes off of her. It made me nervous to address her. She smiled and acted normal when she made her customary greetings.
Mom was helping me prep in the kitchen for dinner service that evening. My mother opened the restaurant over 25 years ago, when she was in her late twenties. Being in her mid-50s now, she tends not to worry about the day-to-day operations of the business. She is just there for wisdom, support, and to make sure that I don't run the family business into the ground.
Mom and Linda have had a friendly business relationship going on 18 years. I met Linda shortly after coming on board full time, after graduating college. We have always had a very good professional relationship. She is a wonderful sales rep. that has bailed me out of quandaries many times before. She has provided exceptional customer service to us for years.
Mom talked to Linda for about 15 minutes. Linda has always made a very good impression. She is easy going and easy to carry on a good conversation with, whether it be about the restaurant business or life in general. It is easy to see why she has been so successful in her career.
It was getting close to 11am and Mom had errands to run. She excused herself and said goodbye to Linda. She told me she wouldn't be back today before heading out the door. Linda now turned her attention to me and we made the customary order for Friday delivery.
As I said, there was something different about her on this day. She looked like a bodacious blonde milf with her medium platinum hair, parted in the middle and wisping around he shoulders. Her red wrap around business dress displayed, what appeared to be, extra large breasts that were exposed beautifully. You could see her beautiful cleavage between lapels of her beautiful dress.
I don't know what she had done, but she was looking so fucking hot. I have never been an impulsive person. I always judge risk versus benefit in making all of my decisions, but seeing her this way gave me animal instincts. I wanted to fuck her so bad. I wanted her right now. I did not give a fuck.
We were through making the order and I asked her what she was going to do for Christmas. She told me, "Well, everyone in the family always comes to our house for the day. The women cook a big meal and we all just do the typical Christmas stuff. How 'bout yourself."
I replied, "The same, pretty much the same, but the men contribute in our house. Do you like wine?"
She smiled and answered, "Yes, very much."
This gave me an in. "Cool. We got this new California Zinfandel in and it goes wonderfully during the holiday. I'd like to give you a couple of bottles. Will you follow me?"
I lead the way to the front of the restaurant, which was secluded that morning. The smell of her lightly scented perfume was intoxicating to say the least. My head was spinning and I truly didn't know what I was going to do. But my nerves were on edge with the lust that I was feeling. My loins began to tingles and I could feel my cock beginning to rise. Honestly, I was feeling a little scared.
Linda seemed to be clueless as she walked beside me to the front of the restaurant. She was clearly not aware that I had been ogling her since she walked in. I would estimate that she was 5'5" tall and her tits had to be D cups. The dress that she had on revealed a wonderful hour glass figure.
She was making small talk about how beautiful the restaurant was and how she had heard nothing but wonderful things about it. She seemed to be genuinely thrilled that I was going to give her wine that I had personally recommended.
When we got to the rack. I looked until I found the bottles that I was looking for, "Yes, here it is. This is some very good stuff. We are selling this for $45 per bottle. I tell you this is a wonderful, fruity, red wine." I pulled out a couple of bottles, handed her one, and set the other over on a table next to us.
She looked at the bottle and smiled showing her pearly white teeth. "This is so nice, thank you." She put the bottle down next to the other one and stepped in, giving me a nice hug. God she felt nice.
I pulled back a little and knew she had to have felt my boner pushing into her abdomen. Somewhere between apprehension, embarrassment, and lust I managed to say, "Your welcome. You know you look very nice this morning."
Taking the comment, she grinned and said, "Thank You."
I continued, "Do you have special plans or something, you look exceptionally nice?"
