He didn't want to be here. Had it not been for his wife's insistence, he would be at the gaming tables in the casino. But a promise is a promise. Jeff stood by the side of the bar and let his eyes roam over the crowd of people. He hated these charity functions. They were the pet project of his wife, Eleanor. And since she had been called out of town on business, she had insisted that he attend in her place.
He was trying to decide when it would be timely for him to make his exit when he first saw her. She stood at the other end of the bar sipping on a glass of champagne. It was her salt and pepper hair that caught his attention first. Jeff had always had a thing for older women. Even now in his mid 30's he still looked at women older than himself. And she looked to be about mid 60's.
She turned toward him as if she could feel his eyes boring into her. Their eyes locked and she smiled at him. Damn! She was fine for an old bitch. And from the way she wore her clothes her body was well kept. He had to go and meet her.
Walking closer, he caught a glimpse of her shapely legs. She wore a pair of black heels with black stockings that had tiny rhinestones on them. Her legs looked strong. His eyes traveled up her legs to the hem of her skirt. She was dressed in an expensive business suit.
She had small hips and sported a nice set of tits from what he could see. When his eyes reached her face, she was staring at him. He walked next to her and ordered another drink. She turned and smiled up at him.
"Do you always undress a woman with your eyes? You were so obvious I thought your tongue was going to drop from your mouth."
Jeff tried to recover some sense of control. "I'm sorry. It's just that you are so obviously beautiful. I didn't mean to show any disrespect." She smiled at him as she sipped from her glass. Everything about her said, "class".
"Are you trying to impress me young man?"
Jeff smiled. He had always been good at being able to win women over with his big smile and bright white teeth. "I don't think many things would impress a woman of your obvious class. I was simply admiring the loveliest woman here."
This time she laughed. Her laughter sounded almost musical. They exchanged greeting and introduced themselves. Her name was Nadine. At that moment, an elderly couple walked up and began to talk to the woman. Sensing that he was a bit out of his league, Jeff made a discrete exit.
He was sitting at one of the table having his third drink when she sat down next to him. "I get the feeling you would rather be somewhere else?"
Jeff smiled at her. "I was thinking that until you came and sat down. Now, I'd rather be no place other than here."
This time when she laughed, she dropped her hand on his thigh. "I can think of a more comfortable place to be. Would you like to come to my place and join me for a drink?"
Jeff couldn't believe his good fortune. "I'd love nothing more."
She smiled and Jeff felt her squeeze his thigh. Her hand slid up and he was glad the tablecloth hung over the table the way it did. Her light touch was giving him a hardon.
"Why don't you go and get your car. I'll meet you at the gas station two miles down the road. No use in letting all these nosey people in our business."
That suited him just fine. Considering that most of these people knew his wife, he didn't want them seeing him leave with a woman. He said his good-byes and left. A few minutes later, sitting in the gas station, she drove up. She had a very expensive car and he whistled at what it must have cost.
She pulled up next to him. "Follow me. And pull your car into the garage with mine when we get there."
Jeff couldn't help but rub his dick as he followed her for the next 20 minutes. He could almost feel her soft lips wrapped around his dick. And he just knew her pussy would be hungry for a young dick like his.
When she turned into her development, Jeff was impressed. It was one of the few closed developments in the city. Arm guards patrolled the grounds and every house said "money". She pulled up to a large house and the garage door opened. She drove in and he did also. The door slid shut.
Nadine exited her car and without a look back walked into the house. Jeff hurried to follow. They walked into a living room that cost more than his yearly salary. The carpet felt like you would sink into it if you stopped walking.
Nadine dropped her wrap on the floor and he grabbed it up. She sat in an armchair and pointed to the bar. Jeff poured them both a drink. He sat in the chair facing hers and they sipped their drinks in silence.
"How big is your dick?" Her question almost made him choke. He had never had a question directed at him so directly. He sputtered before he could answer.
"Uh, 8 inches. You sure don't play around?"
Nadine smiled. "Sonny, at my age and with my money, I don't have to. You wanted to fuck me the moment you saw me. I could almost see your hardon from across the room. We're not here to make small talk, are we?"
This was moving much too fast for him. Jeff had always been the one to take control of things. He took a sip from his drink as he looked at her over the rim of his glass.
"Do you like to eat pussy, Jeff? I need my pussy licked for a long time before I cum."
She did it again. Jeff didn't know how to answer her. He had never been with a woman who was so direct before. "Yes, as a matter of fact, I love to eat pussy. Does your pussy get very wet?"
Nadine smiled at his attempt to regain control of the situation. "Jeff, my boy, my pussy gets so wet you'll have to swallow fast to keep up with me. And I will let you know now that I hate being disappointed. Stand up and let me see your dick."
