It was raining heavily as Cassie Lewis walked rapidly while holding her handbag above her head, trying to save herself from getting too drenched, Her car had stalled and she had to leave it where it was. Her friend Molly Carpenter lived only a few blocks away, so she headed there. They worked in the same office and had been friends for years. Cassie was single while forty-five year old Molly had divorced her husband five years ago when she found him in their shower with a young woman.
Since since then Molly was living with her youngest son Adam who was soon turning nineteen, and in the local college. Adam was a decent looking guy, and a bit shy. And due to a bad event, was still fearful of being alone, but only at night.
Cassie had just turned thirty and had men asking her out all the time, Since most had made some sort of sexual reference or stared her well developed boobs, she turned them down, hoping to find a man who would like her for who she was. Molly and Cassie worked out often so they were quite fit. They felt the eyes of most men in the office staring at them, and most likely mentally undressing them. Although they were not fond of it, they realized the term “MILF” fit them.