Since the pandemic, we had not seen each other. She was concerned about the virus and because of other health issues getting the vaccine was tricky. That is what happens when you are 64. Well, she ended up getting the virus anyway. She had a sense of humor about. After she recovered after, I suggested we meet up.
We first came into contact at work before I switched jobs. We kept in touch for years. She was close to 30 years older. Her body was curvy and her skin dark. She was hot, very hot. I was attracted to everything about her: clothes, walk, and shaved head. I flirted with her endlessly. She hated it.
She had two kids, two grandkids, and she found my attraction annoying. “You are younger than my kids”. I assured her being white, red hair, and glasses, nobody would think that I was her kid. We got along well. And exchanged calls and texts for years.
We met at the restaurant. She had recently purchased a new car and invited me to see it. It was a new SUV loaded with leather seats and tinted windows. We sat in it because we 15 minutes to kill before our reservation time. We caught up and she showed me pictures— mostly of her grandkids. She mentioned that her daughter was getting a divorce and hinted that I should ask her out. “Not a good idea. How long before she realizes every time her mother walks into a room her boyfriend’s dick gets hard”. She laughed and then rolled her eyes.
I checked out the backseat because i had run out of things to compliment in the front seat. She talked while looking through the rear view mirror. Her grandkids were stars at schools, she wanted to her grandkids to travel this summer, she hoped to have the grandkids sleep over next weekend. I interrupted to ask if she had ever sat in the backseat. “No.”
She was a big woman, not fat. Tall, thick, and fit, she easily fit through the front seat . Wearing a long sleeve shirt with a corduroy skirt, she left her jacket up front and settled in. She kept talking, mostly about her family, and I noticed she punctuated her stories by touching me, holding my hand, lingering her hand on my thigh. Her touch was fire and her eyes intense.
She talked about her recovery and how her breathing was still not normal. I suggested that I give her a back rub to see if it helped. “Good idea. But nothing sexual” I agreed. I started around her neck. It felt great, after not seeing her for two years, to touch her.
We did not talk much. After about three minutes, I mentioned that I was good but our reservation at the restaurant was ready. She did not move. After five minutes, I could feel my deep breathing and sensed with my hands kneading her back that her breathing matched mine. At ten minutes, while both my hands had slid under her panties and were rubbing her round ass, she mentioned how she appreciated the massage and was glad that I did not make it sexual. “Ok. If you think that, you might not want to slide your ass two inches back. It might changed your impression.” She laughed. Two minutes later, she slid her big, beautiful, ass two inches back pushing against my throbbing dick.
I took off my belt, lowered my pants, my dick was desperate to enter her. Never turning around, she pick up her skirt, took off her panties slowly handing them to me, she pushed her ass onto my dick. Straddling her, I put my hands on her hips, and had to lift her (not easy!) so she could guide my dick into her pussy. Conscious that we were in a crowded parking lot, we took our time. She balanced herself with the headrest on the front seat. To be honest it was cold in the car, but by the end I was dripping with sweat. It took awhile but I wanted this woman.
We gathered ourselves and went into the restaurant. While waiting for our table by a crowded bar, to the surprise of her and everyone nearby, I went up kissed her. When we got to the table she said, “Never again”. “Really,” I responded. “Never kiss me again in public. The other thing, no, we will be doing that a lot.”
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