Tina watched as her sister left the club with a tall muscular man. She was happy for her sister. Ever since she had gotten a divorce, she had been quiet and reserved. She deserved a nice evening with a cute guy.
Tina looked around the room and her eyes met his. She had been eyeing the same guy all evening. He looked about twenty and she was currently obsessed with college guys. She was in her thirties but didn’t look it.
Tina finished her drink and walked over to the man. Her tight jean skirt was sliding up her thighs and she knew that her large breasts were stretching her white sweater. She wasn’t wearing a bra of course. She liked the feel of her nipples rubbing against the material of her shirts.
“You must work out a lot?” Tina traced her finger against his bare arm. Jake was startled. He had noticed the older woman flirting with him from across the room but didn’t think she would actually come over.
“Yeah I do.” Tina saw some hesitancy in his eyes and so she reached up and ran her index finger gently along his bottom lip. It was a simple gesture, but one that had immense power. The longer she slid her finger against his lips, the more attracted to her he became, and the more aroused he got. She didn’t care whether he actually wanted to have sex with her. This was about her.
“I love a man with a lot of muscle. It’s very sexy. I’m Tina by the way. It’s Italian.” Tina had pressed her body against his and was purring softly in his ear. She could feel his cock pressing against her leg and this made her already wet pussy soaking. She enjoyed the power she had over men and loved when she did this to young, unsuspecting men.
“Hi Tina.” Jake was fumbling to talk. His cock was pressed against his jeans and he could feel her body heat against his side. She was licking his ear softly and it was sending shivers up and down his spine. If she kept going, he was going to cum in his pants.
“Do you have a name sweetie?”
“Jake.”