After meeting Carrie and making out in the beer garden parking lot, I received the text, “When are we going to fuck.” She was 46 to my 26, newly divorced, and we sexted through the night. We fucked in every bar bathroom we separately visited and somehow she wore a different spring dress with no underwear in each one. For the following week, we texted everyday, trading off how we’d fuck on each other’s desk. One scenario she kept returning to was sucking my cock under my desk. I learned she was in the process of divorce of a 20-year marriage that had been dead for a decade. Carrie had a kid in college and two in high school. She worked a mid management job in a PR firm and most of her fantasies occurred in her office having me sit in her chair and her get on her knees. She would be in her gray suit, unbuckling my pants and looking up at me with a smile on her face as she pulled my cock on….and that’s where it would stop. Followed by, “When are we going to see each other :)?” Between living with 2 other roommates and working too much and her living with her two kids a full time job, we never had a place to connect.
I was on my way back from an early day of work when I received the text, “Are you free I’m helping g a to paint a friends house and I have the house for 2 hours. I’m all sweaty right now but I want to suck your cock!” I respectfully asked for the address (haha), happy to hear it was relatively on the way there.
When I got there she was outside waiting in running shorts and an old basketball camp t-shirt. She lit up when I got out of my ca, biting her lower lip. She was just under 5’6″ with sandy, shoulder length blond hair, and had sparkling blue eyes. She had hips and an ass we had talked about all week. She was also a bit sweaty and as I walked closer, I saw the spittles of white paint against her skin. She laughed and said “This is not how I pictured things to start off…” I laughed and we eyes locked as I moved forward kissing her for the first time
She grabbed me by the hand and led me to the back porch where they were painting with the furniture covered by drop cloth. She pushed me down and pulled out my cock. She dramatically bent down and licked from the based to the head of my cock. My twirled her tongue around my as she looked at me before taking me throat deep. She catches my eyes again as she comes off my cock and starts stroking my with her hands. “I literally only have 20 minutes here before my friend comes back. She gave me the time. And I want to watch you cum.” Carrie cups my balls with her left hand and proceeds to twist the head of my cock, just looking at me. And I’m very close to cumming. She leans in, knowing I’m close, and says, “I want you to destroy my shirt. I’m throwing it away after and I want you to cum for me” She leaned in when I was close and we kissed as I busted all over her shirt.
When hugged and laughed and she said she had to go. We said maybe we need to get to downtown hotel room. And that’s what we did.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/za7jw0/my_26_summer_with_carrief_46_the_divorcee_part_2
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