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A birthday surprise from Danielle (MF) (EXHIBITION) – Part 2

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Rebecca pressed a button to let Danielle into the office. Most everyone else was occupied with the contents of their monitors, but a few saw her and waved in vague recognition. Walking past all these people with a plug in her butt made her so wet that she wondered if her juices would run down her leg before she got to Marc’s desk.

The plug shifted back and forth with the sway of her cheeks as she walked, gently probing her sweet spots. She found his office and entered. “How’s it going?” she asked.

“Umm,” said Marc, who was frowning at his monitor. While his attention was still on his task, Danielle leaned over a guest chair with her ass pointed at Marc. She lifted the hem of her skirt and folded it over her hips so that it hung there, leaving her plugged ass in full view. She kept one eye on the open door and the other on Marc.

Marc finally looked up. “Dani, holy shit!” he said, loud enough that Danielle wondered if people outside his office had heard. He jumped up and closed the door, then turned to look at her. “This door doesn’t lock,” he said in a lower voice than before. Read more »

A birthday surprise from Danielle (MF) – Part 1

Danielle emerged from the elevator and walked to the receptionist’s desk. Rebecca. Cute name for a cute girl, Danielle thought. It was approaching the lunch hour in the middle of the week. Fluorescent bulbs buzzed in a recessed panel ceiling. The office screamed boredom.

“I’m here to see Marc,” she said. He emerged a moment later and smiled as soon as he saw her.

“Dani!” he said. “I’ve been watching the clock all day.”

“Happy birthday!” said Danielle, and smiled back. “Where should we go for lunch?”

They picked an Italian restaurant they knew would be mostly empty. The host, who also turned out to be the waiter, seated them at a booth. They were otherwise alone.

“Do you think he’s the chef, too?” Danielle asked.

“And the owner,” said Marc. “They must be packed at night because they can’t be bringing in more than fifty bucks at lunch.”

They talked and ate at a leisurely pace. Danielle thought about the rest of her plans for Marc’s birthday and felt butterflies at what was next. She pulled lightly at her bra strap, pretending like it was an absent-minded action but trying to get Marc’s attention where she wanted it. Read more »

I find out the milf next door likes me (MF) (longread) (first time post, feedback welcome)

My favorite thing about spending time at my friend Chris’s house was always his neighbor, Kim. Chris liked her, too, but she didn’t drive him wild quite like she did me.

I was never sure how much older Kim was, and I liked not knowing. I wasn’t sure if the right term was milf, cougar, or just girl next door. She wore tight skirts that clung to her curves. My favorite was when she would run in the mornings. She wore spandex shorts and a sports bra that kept her breasts in place and did a very poor job of hiding her nipples. I could watch her run all day, her hair swishing in a ponytail, her smooth legs churning, her ass cheeks bouncing left, right, left, right, and her nipples poking through her top. I get hard just thinking about it.

I met her when Chris bought his house and Kim stopped by to introduce herself while we were moving his stuff. She brought a homemade pie which we devoured, and I fell in love with her at that moment. Read more »