This is part of a series of unrelated yet similarly themed fictional short stories entitled MATURE SECRETS. They can be read in any order. All characters are fictional, and all are over 18.
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Having nothing better to do after school, Brad, Walter, and myself walked over to the mall to the video arcade. We don't do this a lot, but when we do none of us has a lot of money. So we'll usually play just a couple of video games, then walk around the mall and look for chicks.
The arcade wasn't crowded that time of the afternoon, but there were a few people there. The two guys who worked there weren't much older than we are, and all three of us are 18. There were a few other guys there, one group of girls, and some littler kids with their moms.
We had just started in on our first game, when I spotted her nearby, watching us. I presumed that she was a mom there with her own kids, but she seemed to just be hanging around where we were in the back, out of view from everybody else. I might have noticed her eventually, because I'm always horny and I don't have a problem looking at older mommy-types. I won't admit it even to my friends, but I lust for just about anything female, even my older female teachers and my friends' moms and women in my neighborhood. I'm a virgin and would take a stab at anything with a pussy that I could get, to experience real fucking.
But I noticed her first off because she was looking at us and smiling. She had stylish shoulder-length strawberry blonde hair with just a little wave to it, and bangs. Her skirt was hemmed just about mid-thigh, another reason that I would have noticed her eventually. Not real short, but not common on someone her age. Her legs looked pretty good, certainly good enough for me. Her top was some light white material, sort of loose, and scooped down quite a bit. Her tits weren't big at all, but she had some. I'd fuck her if I had the chance.
We were playing a standup racecar game with a steering wheel and a pedal, that can play up to four people. It was my turn, and I did pretty well. When I was done, I looked up to see her standing right behind us, watching us play our game. She spoke to me.
"You did good. Do you play this game a lot?"
"Uh, no, not too much," I mumbled.
She stood shoulder-to-shoulder with me, watching Walter play.
Walter finished up, and the game was over. We started to back away from the car game.
"Oh, play another!" She exclaimed." "I'll pay!" She pulled a handful of tokens out of her purse, and handed them to Brad.
"Thanks," said Brad.
"Can I play, too?" She asked.
"Sure," said Brad. The lady took the first turn on the game, and didn't do too well. When she backed off, Brad took his turn. She stood behind me, pressing her chest against the back of my shoulder. I don't get a lot of physical contact with any females, so having a woman that close, knowing her tits were back there pressing into me, smelling just a hint of perfume, was enough to get my cock tingling.
But I noticed that she was leaning up against Walter, too. And when Brad finished with his turn and I took mine, She was talking to him and standing shoulder-to-shoulder, too. Brad and Walter have bragged about the one or two sluts that they've fucked, but they're no studs either, and they appeared happy to be receiving attention from this lady, whoever she was, too.
After my turn, I stood next to her again. I stared at her face as she watched the game. She was pretty. I'll bet she was a real looker in her youth, but she had a pretty face even now, with blue eyes, and a small upturned nose. There were lines around her eyes and above her lips. Of course I looked down at her chest, which had gotten some sun and was flecked with a few spots. I was guessing that she was about our moms' age. Mid-forties maybe?
She looked over and caught me looking at her. She smiled as I quickly looked away. Then she leaned in to see the game. Her blouse gapped open, and naturally, my eyes went down her top. Way down. The lighting wasn't great in the back of the arcade, but I could see past the point of her tan line, to the milky white tops of her tits. Holy shit, she wasn't wearing a fucking bra!
Her tits didn't look big, but I didn't care, they were TITS, and enough to feel. My cock stiffened in my jeans. I glanced up to make sure she wasn't catching me looking at her tits, and I noticed that Walter was on the other side of her, also looking down her blouse, with his mouth open.
We finished the first game, and she put more money in the machine. It was my turn.
"My name's Kathy," I heard her say to the others, who mumbled their names to her.
When I was done I backed away, getting into position to see her cleavage again.
"I'm Kathy. What's you're name?" She asked me.
"Uh, Harry."
She smiled wider, and her eyes dropped from my eyes, down my body. "And are you?"
"What?"
"Are you hairy?" she asked, alternately looking from my eyes to my crotch. She didn't really mean it the way it sounded, did she?
"Uh, yeah, I guess," I mumbled. I had no hair on my chest, but I had plenty on my cock, so I was hoping that's what she meant.
Brad, the most forward of the three of us with chicks, asked her, "Are you here with somebody?"
"Nope. Just Me," Kathy replied.
"Are you from around here?" Brad asked.
"I'm from Mt. Simmons." Mt. Simmons is a town a few miles away.
"Doing some shopping?" Brad continued.
"No, not really. Just looking for some action," Kathy said with a dirty smile.
Kathy stood to the right side of the racecar game, and leaned way over, watching Walter play. Her blouse gapped way open. I was standing to her immediate left, and I could see her whole fucking right tit! It was not tiny, but a little on the smallish side maybe, and was very white. Her areola was a darker pink shade, not too large. Her pinkish nipple was soft and fairly thick.
I'd gotten a couple of downblouses from the girls at school and at the pool. But this was the first tit I'd ever seen on an adult woman. Brad was on the opposite side of the game, across from her, but her top was so wide open that I was betting that he was seeing her tits, too. And certainly Walter could see her tit as he played the game. And he probably did, because he drove off the side of the road and ended his turn, but wouldn't leave the steering wheel. All three of us were leaning in towards Kathy. Kathy looked around at us with a wry smile. I had a hunch that she knew what she was showing, and where we were looking.
Kathy stood behind me again, and this time when she pressed her tit into my shoulder, I knew that it wasn't encumbered by a bra. I rubbed my shoulder back and forth against it, and Kathy brazenly slid her tit up and down on my shoulder. I felt her hand on my back, over my shirt. It dropped down quickly, and as it fell away it brushed down over my jeans-covered right butt cheek. Did she mean that?
Yes she did, because soon the hand was back on my hip. There was nobody else in the last row of games in the back of the arcade, but on occasion another parent or employee wandered through. So there was momentary privacy but people could be watching. Kathy's hand slid down my back, and palmed my ass cheek again. I saw her glance back behind me and check out my ass. I just stood motionless, and gladly accepted the grope.
But I wasn't alone. I saw her lean over to Brad on her left, whisper something to him, and run her left hand down his loose-fitting Dockers.
My left arm was down my side, and I rubbed it along Kathy's right hip. She leaned into it. As she took another feel of my ass, I glanced around to make sure nobody else was looking at us. I put my palm lightly on her lower back, on her blouse just above her skirt. I brushed it downward, and caught a quick rub of her nearest ass cheek over her skirt before quickly moving it up to her back.
Kathy responded by squeezing my ass a couple of times. So I moved my hand back down, grabbed her left ass cheek, and squeezed it. It wasn't the tiniest butt I'd ever seen, but it wasn't bad, and it was round and fleshy, and I loved the way the flesh gave way to my grasp.
"Do you boys like cars? Do you drive?" Kathy asked us.