[FM] Helping my MILFy Neighbour with her Boiler Issues

I’ve recently moved house with my long time girlfriend, Megan, and by far and away the best thing about the new house is our neighbour Sara, the 38 year old blonde MILF who lives next door. She’s tall, blonde, wears glasses, an expert cocksucker (more on that later) but most importantly divorced and working from home, just like me.

It all started innocently enough, when we moved in we Sara come round to welcome us to the street and ask if we needed any tea bags and milk. This lead to us having her round for dinner a few weeks later to say thank you meaning that a month after moving in we were in good neighbourly terms saying hi when we bumped into each other on the street but not interacting with each other beyond that. So it was a bit of a surprise when one afternoon I got a knock on the door and instead of a delivery man there was Sara. Her hair was a bit wet and was wearing a thick dressing gown. Apparently she had been out for a lunchtime run and hopped in the shower afterwards only to find that there wasn’t any hot water. She asked if I could have a look and save her the cost of calling out a plumber.

[MF] Giving Supergirl her Birthday Treat [LONG]

One of my first jobs was working in a pub a couple of towns over from where I lived. It wasn’t a very large pub but had a beer garden and a couple B&B flats to the rear of the building in the alley that ran down the side of the pub. In addition to the B&B flats there was a share house where one of there country hotels provided housing for any staff that required it. Naturally the hotel staff were regulars at my pub and I became quite friendly with them over the course of the summer.

Towards the end of the summer one of the hotel staff, Sophie, was having a fancy dress party in the house share to celebrate her 23rd birthday which I was invited too despite only being 19 at the time. The theme was things beginning with S so I went as a surfer dude and my manager who was also invited went as a Sheikh. We were working the late shift the night of the party so it was already in full swing by the time we closed up shop and made our way over to join the festivities.

Arabian Nights: How I came to serve a Persian Pillow Princess [MF]

A couple of months into my first year one of my flatmates had organised some pre-drinks in our kitchen before a night out for their birthday. It was mostly the people from our flat but she had also invited a few girls she had met on her course. One of these girls instantly caught my attention, Jasmine.

Jasmine was of an Iranian decent, about 5”2, long flowing black hair and piercing brown eyes. She was a little on the curvy side but carried it with an air and that made her more attractive than she appeared on first glance for example, that evening she was wearing a tight little purple satin dress that highlighted her generously sized tits and an ass seemingly hand carved out of marble but an Italian maestro.