Working to please my (33F) long time mentor (51M) [FM]

Following the overwhelmingly positive responses to my last story, I am excited to write this one. This one is very fresh, and therefore will be in pretty vivid detail (I hope). For the first instalment of my encounters with this wonderful man, check out my post history.

As you might know if you are a frequent reader, I had a surprise encounter with my longtime mentor a few weeks ago. Since then, we have been in regular contact and I can really see us developing into a more regular friends with benefits situation. Neither of us is really in a relationship place, for a few reasons, but I have to admit that the physical chemistry is really outstanding.

So I’ll take you back to Saturday evening after a couple of hours of texting with my male friend. We had decided that he was going to come over to my place for a little bit of fun and some further exploring of the things we had started previously. I took my time and got ready for his visit, showering, making sure everything was perfectly clean, neat and shaven (somewhat unlike last time). I dressed myself in a deep burgundy somewhat lacy, crotch-less push-up teddy underneath a little red dress that showed off as much cleavage as is possible when you’re an A cup. I did my makeup, curled my hair and went to sit in my living room and wait for his arrival.

Flashback to the biggest cock of my life [FM]

So as the title says, this is a flashback story to my early 20s (I’m 33 now, so circa 2009). I really haven’t changed a whole lot since then, but I’m pretty thin with very small breasts, thick lips, dark eyes and a runner’s body. This is my third attempt at entertaining you with some of my sex life, so I hope you enjoy what you’re about to read. I apologize in advance for the length… no pun intended.

I was in my third year of college and I had become Facebook friends with a guy in my economics class. He was a nice looking guy, taller than me, moderately athletic with a gorgeous smile. I thought he was cute, but I at first I didn’t really think he was interested in me. I was living in campus housing (i.e.; a dorm) and he lived in another house halfway across campus.

A lunch date with my BF [FM]

I posted my first story here just a couple of days ago, but received a lot of positive feedback, so I decided to give it another try. This story comes from a few years ago when I was 29 and was “privately” dating a coworker (i.e.; nobody else at work knew about it).

We would go out on lunch dates sometimes and even some days maybe park and have a little bit of fun if we had extra time. In hindsight, it wasn’t as much of a relationship as it was dinner and de-stress.

One particular day we went for a lunch date in his truck and after we had finished our meal we had about half an hour before we really needed to be back at work, so we decided to park in a fairly private spot beside a small stream to enjoy a little time together. Now, I will note, that if you’re expecting a story where we full on fuck, turn the page constant reader, you won’t find it here.

My handman friend and me [FM]

This is my first story, it happened yesterday. It is a bit of a cliché so I can honestly say I’m a bit embarrassed about it. Hopefully it’s not too hard to read.

I’m 33 (Female if that needs to be said) and single, I live alone in my own house. I have an older friend (51M) that I used to work with who sometimes comes by to help me with small projects around the house that I struggle to complete on my own. He’s a good looking man, divorced with two kids in high school, and I’ve always considered him as a bit of a mentor and good friend.

Yesterday I wanted to finish up some tilework in my kitchen and he offered to come over and help. We did the job and were chatting over a beer, mostly about people we used to work with, etc. I told him about a bit of a rough thing I was dealing with at my new job, and he grabbed my hand and told me I’d be strong and get through it.