About:
This is a true story and I am sorry if it’s a little long. I got to writing it and, once I began remembering all the strong emotions and what I was feeling at the time, I just could not stop. It was a few years ago so I was, at the time, about 40. I call myself a typical average guy. Not tall but not short (5’8”), not skinny but not fat (155 lbs.) not ripped but not flabby (a bit better than a dad bod) and not huge but tiny under my jeans (6” long and about 5” around). Add to that short brownish (now adding a bit if grey) hair and deep blue eyes and you get a typical, average guy. Carmen was something else though. Otherworldly. At the time she was in her early 50’s but you never would have know it. Petite (5’2″), slight (110 lbs.), an ass toned from years of jogging, and (as I would later find out) firm, natural breasts that in now way belonged on a woman her age who had given birth to two boys. She had shoulder length auburn hair and the kindest, deep brown, almost black eyes that you could just get lost in. Add to that (again, as I would later find out) years of pent-up sexual energy, it all lent itself to a lot of fun, a bit of heart break and, eventually, even more crazy. Read on…
My Story:
I walked out of the boys locker room with my son, listening to him tell me about the hockey practice. He had just met a new kid, Eric, and they really got along. This is the first year they were paired up together. We passed thru the lobby and he said “there’s Eric” and ran over to say hi. I followed and that is when I met Eric and his mother. She introduced herself, stammering somewhat, as Carmen. “So good to meet you” she said. “The pleasure is all mine” I replied. What I was think though was “OMFG, that’s your mom”. I had admired this woman for ages. Well, admired is the wrong word. Lusted after from afar is more like it. She was about 5’2” tall, dark auburn hair, deep brown, almost black eyes and the most beautiful smile I have ever seen. Plus, the biggest rock on her finger I have ever seen in person. “I’m not getting any of that” I thought as we made small talk. I handed her my business card, wrote my personal number on it (with a hastily borrowed pen of hers) and said “call me and we can get the boys together one day”. With that we left.
A few days later I got a call on my phone from a number I did not recognize. I normally let those calls go to voicemail but, for some reason I answered this one. It was Carmen. She said she was calling to see if my son would like to come over the next day. I told her I would discuss it with my wife, to make sure she had not made any plans, but I thought it should be fine. Discussion with the wife ensued and plans were made for me to drop our son off at Eric’s house the next day.
I drove him over after getting the address from Carmen and parked in the drive. They were just about a mile away from our house. I walked him to the front door and she invited us inside. She walked my son downstairs and I followed. Eric was down there and he and my son got to playing quickly. The basement was a mess of toys. Carmen and I stood and talked for a bit apologizing for the mess of toys on the floor. I said no apology was necessary, kids will be kids. She noticed me looking at the other doors in the basement and she laughed. “Oh, my mother-in-law lives with us” she said pointing to one door. She opened the other door, took my hand and led me inside it. “and this room is my husbands bedroom” she said. “He works odd hours so I told him he can sleep downstairs with his mother”. I thought she squeezed my hand as she said that but I normally mis cues so I just brushed it off. Just then her sister walked in and came downstairs with their mom, in tow. They had just been out going to garage sales and wanted to show off their bargains. We all stood in the stairwell way too long, getting along as if I had know all of them for years. Talking with Carmen and her family felt so comfortable and right. We had so much in common it was a little bit creepy. She loved to cook and she also painted. Loved reading the same type of books as I do and the same authors as well. I could have spoken to her for hours but I knew it was getting late. I had been their 90 minutes already and had my fair share of chores to do. I excused myself, saying what a pleasure it was to meet all of them. I turned to leave and caught Carmen’s eye and I saw sparks. I know, cliche. That is how it felt though. I had not felt that in a long, long time. The entire day, as I was doing chores, I could not get my mind off of her. I could not wait to go pick my son up from her house.
The time came and I drove to pick him up with anticipation. I walked up, rang the bell, and was disappointed when a man answered the door. I could only assume it was her husband. I explained who I was and why I was here and he welcomed me in. We spoke for a bit before Carmen came and said, somewhat dismissively “I’ll take it from here”. I was a bit taken aback. “That’s kinda rude” I thought. “Oh well”. We walked downstairs and we picked up where we left off. She sat down and asked me to sit down next to her as the kids played. We talked about work and it turned out that she also worked downtown, in a building not far form me. I said “we should meet for lunch sometime” more or less as a social nicety. She said she would like that. Looking at my watch I said “well, you have my number, give me a call sometime or pop me an email. We need to go now though”. “Come on kiddo”. With that, we left, before I got stuck there for another 90 minutes with her husband upstairs. “Phew” I thought to myself. “Dodged an awkward bullet there”.
Imagine my surprise when, come Monday, I get an email from Carmen. “Hey” she said “It was great to have your son over. Eric really loved it and so did I. He is so sweet. I am sure he gets that from you. I would love to take you up on that lunch date that you offered”. “Wow” I thought. I never expected that to actually happen. I sat there for a minute thinking about Carmen and thinking how to respond. My cock twitched thinking about her and that made up my mind for me. I wrote back to her saying that my son had a great time and was looking forward to doing it again. I also suggested that we could meet at the Cosi that is halfway between our buildings. I left the time and date up to her. She responded immediately with “Super. Can’t wait to see you there at Noon today”. “So… This is happening: I thought. No big deal, just lunch.
I waited outside Cosi for Carmen. Noon came and went and I thought I had been stood up. I looked at my watch again. 10 past the hour. I looked at my phone. No email. I was just about to turn around and walk back when I heard a familiar voice. “Robert… wait… don’t leave”. I turned and saw Carmen hurrying to cross the street. Dodging cars. She got to me, apologized and gave me a big hug. My cock stirred but I hoped she had not noticed. “I was worried you had stood me up” I said to her. She looked at me with those doe eyes and said “Never”. We walked inside. I had never been to lunch here and, actually, am not much of a lunch eater so I just ordered a small sandwich. She ordered a salad. Her order came up first so she went to grab a seat. I got mine and walked around, trying to find her. Somehow, she had managed to find the one table that was tucked away, in a corner, that was hidden from the rest of the lunch time horde. I walked over, sat down next to her on the bench seat and we began talking. We picked up right where we had left off. We spent more time talking about each other and getting to know each other. Likes, dislikes, stories of our childhood. All normal, fun, getting-to-know you type of conversation. Nothing out of the ordinary. As the meal went on, the noise level had picked up. We were somewhat shielded, in our corner, but Carmen used the excuse to begin moving closer to me. Scooting along the bench so that, by the end of the meal we were sitting next to each other. Our legs touching. I could feel myself getting hard at the mere touch of this magnificent woman and knew that, if this kept up, I would not be able to get up because of my painful erection. “I hate to break this off” I said “But I need to get back for a meeting”. We had to scoot out of the booth. A somewhat tricky affair as we had become wedged in the corner. Carmen went first, sliding to the left. She placed her hand on my leg to push her self up and out and firmly felt my engorged cock. I am sure it was not an accident on her part because she turned and gave me a wry smile. I blushed and got up and out myself, not mentioning what had just happened. We walked to the door and went out to the street. The weather had turned while we had been eating. I was now raining hard. We stood under the awning making small talk. “I just want to tell you” she said “I had such a wonderful time. I have not felt so comfortable talking to someone like that for so long”. I said that I felt the same way (I really did) and took her hand to say goodbye. “Let’s do this again” I said. She smiled and gave me a big, lingering hug. I was taken aback but I let her lead. I was loving this and did not want to break the hug. She rested her head on my shoulder, sighed, looked up at me and kissed me. I was shocked to say the least. I froze. She broke the embrace as I stood there and she scampered across the street, trying not to get drenched. I stood there for a few minutes watching her leave, trying to stay dry, trying to process what had just happened then turned to walk back to my building. Thoughts running through my head.
My mind was a mess all day. I could barley concentrate. There was flirting but that last bit went way beyond flirting. She had kissed me. I wanted more but I figured I had blown it by just freezing. I needed to let her know how I felt and how she had stirred a part of me that I had thought was dead. She lived close to me so I knew she took the same train line that I did. I shot her an email when I got back to the office. “I had a great time at lunch. I hope you had as much fun as I did. We really need to do that again. Would love to get to know you more. What train do you normally take?” She replied back right away that she usually takes the 445 but has a group that she sits with (note: when you commute for work, it is quite common for groups of disparate people to form train friendships and anyone new can be seen as an outsider) and it would be uncomfortable for her to explain me to the new group. “OK. No problem” I thought. I am usually on the 457. I need to settle my mind. I need to know what that kiss meant to her because it was really making it hard to concentrate for me. The rest of the day was a blur. I finished up as quick as I could and raced to the train. I waited for her by the platform entrance I thought she would come in at. Good guess. I spied her and she smiled when she saw me. “Hello. Long time…” I took her hand and led her away from the platform to a less busy one. I looked her in the eyes “My mind is racing” I told her. “That kiss… it took me by surprise. What did it mean to you because it really stirred things up in me”. She smiled and returned my gaze. “It meant what you think” she said “I am married, you are married, I do not think either of us are happy or am I reading things wrong”. “No, you are not reading things wrong” I said and with that I took her head in my hands and kissed her. She kissed me back, our tongues entwining as we both breathed heavily. It was like a dam breaking for both of us. She broke the kiss and said “I need to catch my train. People will be wondering”. She smiled and grabbed my cock thru my pant, gave it a squeeze and left. I could have cum right then and there as I watched her walk away…
We continued to email back and forth all day, every day and agreed to meet for lunch again the following week. The emails were sweet, kind, thoughtful and mundane. Nothing ever sexual. We were both professionals with families and we remembered that. We may not be happy with our spouses but we loved our kids. Waiting for that next lunch felt like an eternity though.
Our next lunch date finally came though and this time Carmen was not late. She was actually waiting for me this time. We met, hugged tightly and slipped inside. We ordered and found our way to our secluded corner. This lunch was better than the last though. No longer were we feeling each other out, trying to assess the situation, where we stood, what we wanted or what the other person wanted. We knew well and good what we wanted and what we wanted was each other. I was not hungry so I just grabbed a soda while she grabbed a fruit salad. Sitting next to her, I slowly traced my fingers up and down the length of her thing, eliciting moans of delight. “Stop it” she said “I’m trying to eat here”. No sooner had she said that though than she took a piece of strawberry, swirled her tongue around it and sucked it in her mouth with a giggle. I felt myself grow hard and said to her “I thought you were trying to eat”. “I am, it doesn’t matter how I eat though”. She then took another piece, placed it in her mouth and leaned over and kissed me, feeding me the fruit. “I though you looked hungry” she said with a gleam in her eye. We continued talking throughout lunch, stealing kisses and getting fed like a little bird. When the hour was up we got up and I walked back with her toward her office since it was on the way to another building I had an appt. at. Seeing the opportunity, I grabbed her and ducked in a secluded cove and kissed her hard and deep. She moaned, melting in my arms. “I could kiss you all day” she said “but I need to get back and so do you”. We parted and made plans for next week knowing it would be to long.
We met again, for lunch, as had become our habit. Same place, same time, same secluded corner. This time we both got just a soda and spent the time talking, kissing and conversing. Her lips tasted so sweet and felt so soft. I moved my hand up and down her leg as she massaged my growing bulge. “I could do this all day” she said. “I wish we could be alone, together, for a weekend away but I do not think we would ever get out of bed”. I agreed, kissing her and moving my fingers up and under her skirt which had ridden up. I brushed up against her panties and felt her wetness. “You do that to me” she said, looking me in the eye. “I could take you right now, if we had the time”. “We need to find the time” I replied. Thinking, I looked around and saw a bathroom around the corner form our secluded corner. “Come with me” I said. We got up and I looked inside. It was empty and just our luck, it had a lock on the door. We rushed inside, locked the door and I pushed her up against the wall, kissing her deeply once more. She moaned as my hands moved down to her ass. She sighed, her neck going to the side as I kissed it. Pulling her skirt up and pushing her panties to the side I began to glide my fingers up and down her lips that were already coated with her own juices. She shivered as my first finger parted her lips and absolutely squealed when the second one entered her. I continued to finger fuck her and kiss her neck whispering “I want you to cum” into her ear. I must have hit the right spot because in that moment she dug her nails into my back, bit my neck to conceal her scream and began to spasm. I could feel her wetness coating my fingers and pressed my body to hers, against the wall, supporting her as her legs grew weak. She took my hand and cleaned herself up off my fingers. “Your turn” she said. Just then though, there was a knock at the door. “Just finishing up” I said. We washed up, opened the door, smiled at the gentleman waiting outside and left. I looked back and he just smiled and gave me the thumbs up.
We both knew that we would not be able to wait a whole week. We had each gotten a taste of heaven and we wanted more. As luck would have it, we did not have to wait that much longer. A few days after our bathroom encounter, Carmen called me and asked if I would be able to meet her at her office early, that Friday. Something in her voice told me that I would not be there to help with office work so I agreed saying that I should be able to move some meetings around in order to accommodate. The day came and by 3PM I was walking as quickly as I could, up Wacker toward her office. Now, being the times we live in what it is now, Carmen had to alert security that I was coming and she to come down to get me. I waited for her with my stick-on pass wondering what she had in store. I did not have to wait long as I was greeted with the biggest smile. She took my hand, led me to the elevator bank and pushed the button to go up. The bell dinged and we entered the empty car. No sooner had the door closed than she leapt on me. Our mouths met, our lips parted and our tongues were entwined in a matter of seconds. It did not take her long for my cock to harden or for her to feel it. She ran her fingers over my cock and I let out a muted sigh. “My god” she whispered “you are so fucking hard and it’s making me wet”. She continued to stroke my cock until the ding announced we were stopping. Untangling ourselves we looked and she indicated this was our floor. She straightened her skirt and we exited the car. Not knowing where we were going, I followed behind admiring her ass as it swayed. We got to her office and she opened the door and motioned toward a seat. I put my backpack down on the floor and took a seat while Carmen went to the front desk. An older woman exited one of the offices and asked Carmen to come over to discuss something. She looked at me, inquisitively and Carmen introduced me as a neighbor of hers and explained that I was going to be giving her a ride home that day. We shook hands, exchanged pleasantries and I let them do their work as I checked my email on my phone. With that done, the woman went to her office, grabbed her briefcase and said “have a great weekend, I’m off, you’re the last one here, be sure to lock up when you leave”. Still looking at my phone, I heard the elevator ding, the doors open and then close. Acting casually, I sat there looking intently at my email but inside I was bursting. Carmen walked to the door and I heard the lock click shut. She walked back to her desk and took a seat and began to shuffle some papers around. A few moments later she spoke. “Baby, I need your help with something over here. Would you mind coming over here and help me out?” I rose, shifting uncomfortable, trying to shove my stiff cock back down and walked over to the front of her desk. I leaned over the high reception desk, staring into her deep brown eyes as Carmen looked up at me “I need you back here baby”. I walked around the desk and was greeted with a large stack of papers and presentation folders. “I need to get these put together for a meeting on Monday” she said “would you mind helping me out?” I laughed, said “sure” and took a seat on the floor. Sitting on the floor as Carmen sat in her desk chair gave me a perfect view of the scarlet lace panties she had on under her shirt. More than once I put the pages in the upside down and had to back track and redo it which elicited a giggle from her. “You seem very distracted” she said as she pulled her skirt up a little. “Maybe this will help”. She leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips. “Lets hurry and get this done” she said, pulling her skirt up a little more. With the last one done she turned to the phone and pressed the out of office button. “We’re done” she said… “With the work. Now for the fun”. With that she leaned forward again and we kissed passionately. Our tongues circling each other and hot breath escaping our mouths. I got up on my knees and ran my fingers thru her hairs and began to kiss her neck which elicited and moan from her lips “god, I am so wet” she said. “Let see how wet you are” I said pushing her skirt up all the way. Hooking my fingers to the straps of her panties, I pulled them down and off, over her heels and was presented with a perfectly shaved pussy. I traced my finger slowly over her thighs and let my finger glide over her slit, circling it but not penetrating it yet. She was not kidding, she was wet. My fingers were soaked and I had not ever entered her yet. I brought my fingers to my mouth and licked them. “Mmmm, you taste so good baby” I said before placing my fingers back on her aching pussy. She began to push her hips forward, begging me to enter her with them so I obliged first with one finger then two. Sliding my fingers in and out slowly at first I tried to find her G-spot. I looked up and her head was back, her eyes were closed and she was in absolute ecstasy. Not wanting to disappoint this beautiful woman I redoubled my efforts. I pushed her skirt up past her hips, leaned in and began kissing her clit as my fingers worked her hole. “Oh my god” she moaned “Oh my god… that feels so good… my husband refuses to eat me out”. Hearing that just made me more determined to give her all that her husband could not or would not. I began sucking on her hard nub as my finger curled up inside her pussy. Faster and faster I went, alternating sucking, licking fingers curling up then deep inside. Her breathing became labored, her breath short and raspy then she grabbed the sides of my head and pulled my face down and into her as her legs tensed then spasmed and she exploded with a torrent of her juices all over my face and her chair. She looked down, her face flushed and asked “what the hell just happened? That’s never happened before” to which I replied “You just squirted baby. You just came all over my face and you taste delicious.” She sighed, let out a moan, threw her head back and said “I want to do that again but we need to take care of you now.” Weak-kneed she got out of the chair. I held her hand, helping her keep her balance as she knelt down next to me and kissed me, tasting her juices for the first time. “Sit down” she directed. I did as I was told and she undid my belt, unzipped my zipper and lowered my jeans to the floor, down around my ankles. My cock sprang up and she looked at it like a child looks at a new toy, trying to figure it out for the first time. “I know I’m not huge” I commented but she just smiled. “Mmmmm. It’s perfect. Just long enough and rock hard” With that comment she lick the tip of my cock, swirling her tongue around the head. She did this a few times then licked my shaft top to bottom before taking me wholly in her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down on my cock, getting me wet with her spit. I could tell that she was unsure of herself but my moans seemed to spur her on. She released my cock form her mouth with a ‘pop’ and took my balls in her mouth, sucking them and rolling her tongue around them. I was in heaven and close to cumming but I wanted more. “Slow down baby. That feels so good but I don’t want to cum on you, I want to cum inside of you.” Opening her moth, she let my balls falls out, wet with her spit. Rising to her feet she pushed the chair back toward the desk so that the back was supported and we would not fall over. Placing one knee on either side of my lap she climbed on top of me. Raising herself up, she took my cock in her hand and, while looking me straight in the eyes slowly guided me inside as she lowered herself to meet me. We let out mutual sighs as my cock slid into her tight little hole. She stayed there for what seemed an eternity, just taking in the sensation of my cock in her pussy and I taking in the sensation of her pussy enveloping my cock. She leaned in and we began to kiss again as she ground herself against my lap. Rubbing her clit on my pelvic bone. I moved my hands up and unbuttoned her blouse as she reached back to release the straps of her bra, letting them both drop to the floor. It was then that I saw her amazing breats for the first time. I have no idea what size they were, I am not good on guessing sizes but they looked large on her tiny frame, maybe the size of cantaloupes. I cupped each in a hand and let my thumbs trace around her aureolas causing goosebumps to form. She shuddered, still grinding in my lap. I pulled her forward, taking a nipple in my mouth and playfully sucking on it, nibbling it… one then the other then the first again. She was writhing, grinding hard against me as I moved my hands down to her ass to pull her closer. She looked at me and said “I have never felt this full, this alive… I want you to take me form behind”. With that, we untangled ourselves form one another and she got up, spread her legs apart and leaned in over her desk. Looking back at me as I lined my turgid cock up to her dripping pussy, she once again grabbed me and led me into her, not that I need the help. I slipped in easily as her juices continued to run down her bare legs. She let out another moan, this moan much louder than the others, as I buried the length of myself inside of her. Placing my hands on her hips I began to slowly establish a rhythm, pumping in and out of her, taking the head of my cock almost out before slowly sliding it back in. She is squirming and pushing her ass back to meet my cock, trying to stop me from pulling out fully before I slowly move back in to meet her thrust in the middle. “Play with yourself” I intone “rub that clit”. She looks back at me, biting her lower lip, she braces one hand firm against the desk and moves the second to her pussy. She begins to rub it furiously and I begin to pick up the pace. I know neither of us will last much longer and I want us to come together or as close together as humanly possible. I move both hands lower gripping her tight with one hand and moving the other to met hers as we both begin to rub her throbbing nub together. This send us both over the edge and with one final push I unload stream after stream of hot cum into her as she screams out “YYYEEESSSS” and violently shakes beneath me. I hold her ight against me, letting her ride out her orgasm, juices flowing down both our legs. I lean over, cup both breasts in my hands and pull her up so that we are still standing, naked, in her office, my cock still buried balls deep in her cunt as cum and her juices drip down our legs. It was the hottest fucking thing I have ever done and I wish I hard the foresight to take a picture of us to savor that moment. We kissed and she knelt down to clean me up, tasting herself mingled with myself, and licking her lips as she stared up at me. We got dressed, and strolled down to catch the bus to catch our train. While on the bus she looks over at me and says “I can still feel your cum dripping down my leg”. Instant boner again.
EPILOGUE:
I wish this had a happier ending but soon after this encounter she got super paranoid. “My husband suspects something” she told me over one call. We met for another glorious lunch which ended with a blowjob in that same bathroom but that is the last I saw or Carmen. My son soon lost interest in hockey (thank god, I am not sure if I could have taken seeing her and not having her) and we drifted apart. I still see her, jogging in the park by my house, and I think back to this one; all to brief encounter. I hope she looks back on it as fondly as I do.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/4x7xmi/mf_hot_hockey_milf_leads_to_a_brief_affair_that
So hot. That epilogue made my penis sad tho.
Great story!