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This is the story of how I almost got seduced into leaving my pregnant wife for a Cougar 10 years older than I was at that time. In the Summer of 2006, my wife told me that we were pregnant for the 2nd time. In January, we were pregnant but that was aborted because it would be impossible to carry that baby to term because it was ectopic. I was naturally worried and the Dr. ordered us to adopt an attitude of extreme caution to keep the baby, as it was now at high risk due to the previous procedure. I was working as a retail manager for a large drugstore chain, but my home store was scheduled to be torn down to be rebuilt without the liquor store section. A common procedure during this process is to scatter the employees throughout the district until the rebuilt. I was sent to a nearby 24 hour location, not too far from my home, along with 2 cashiers. Unfortunately, staying at that location meant I had to work overnight. I spoke with my wife about the opportunity and we agreed to give it a try.

As the weeks went on at my new store, one of the 3 cashiers from my store made it very obvious to me that she was more than a little bit interest in me, sexually. We spoke and flirted all night, between stocking shelves and servicing customers. Keep in mind that my wife and I barely touched during this period so as not to endanger out growing baby. I was going out of my mind with sexual frustration and eventually the opportunity to get some relief presented itself with that cashier.

Over the weeks of getting to know Lorie, I learned that she was former military, 10 years older than me with 2 children. her son lived with his dad and her daughter lived with her. She was in great physical shape with the body of a teenager. By late summer, I was ready to blow a gasket and Lorie was saying all the right stuff. Working well into the morning shift was very common at that time and overtime pay was plenty. I decided to offer Lorie a ride home after our shift, as she had missed her bus by working later.

On the ride home, she decided to reach over and test the dick print in my pants to see if it was real. When I didn’t offer resistance, she smiled and proceeded to free my fat dick from my pants. She tugged on it enough to get me fully erect and asked me if she could try to fit me all the way in her mouth while I drove her home.

She commented with wonder that it was so thick that her fingers didn’t touch.

She wanted to thank me and she was not at all shy about her desire to end her own sexual drought. I was balls deep in her throat before we got out of the parking lot. This bağcılar escort was an experienced woman. her technique, even in the cramped space of the front passenger seat, was incredible. I was careful to hit every pothole on the way to her house just to see if she could handle it. Lorie did not flinch at all. She kept up a nice steady pace of bobbing while carefully applying tongue pressure to the underside of my shaft. The ride was over too fast as I pulled up in the parking lot behind her apartment. She lived close enough for me to walk to her house. To this day, I can’t drive past it without getting a phantom erection. She offered for me to come upstairs, while still squeezing my throbbing dick in her tiny hands, but while I was still in shock, I knew I needed to get home and make sure my wife was okay. Lorie smiled wickedly, reached in her pants, rubbed her wet pussy a little and brought her fingers to my lips and let me have a taste!

It was at that moment that I knew I’d fucked up! Lorie was no amateur. She had definitely carefully orchestrated this moment. She instructed me to call my wife and tell her whatever I needed to to get more time and then left the car. Faced with an opportunity that I could not refuse, in my current emotional state, I called my wife and told her I needed to deliver some merchandise between 2 of our stores, a common practice to cover sale item shortages, and that I would be home in about 2 more hours. My wife yawned into the phone for me to take my time as she was napping. At this point, I nervously adjusted my clothes, hopped out of my car and followed Lorie inside her apartment. I came to her 2nd floor door and raised my hand to knock but before my hand could strike it, Lorie pulled it open and the view I was greeted with almost made my whole heart shoot into my dick! Lorie was standing there with her hair down to her shoulders, (she wore it in a bun at work), and very short red teddy which barely fit her tight athletic frame. She grabbed my hand which was suspended in the air near her face as I took in the sight, and trailed it down her neck, chest, torso, pelvis and then deep between her thighs which had a nice layer of pussy juice slowly running down them at that point.

Skillfully, Lorie pulled me inside her home, closed the door silently, locked it, and led me straight to her bedroom. I was nervous because I have never experienced sexual desire from a woman in this way. I was familiar with being the hunter but not the prey. Lorie, probably sensing my apprehension, sat me on bahçelievler escort her bed and then sat beside me close enough for our thighs to touch. she stared at me with her penetrating brown eyes for a moment.

“Do you want me to continue?” Lorie inquired.

I swallowed hard, turned toward her wrapped both my arms around her and pushed her down onto her back on the bed. Then I went to town licking and sucking between her thighs. Her taste was that of pure ecstasy! Over and Over, I hungrily devoured her essence. From clit to anus, I ate her with a heart of joy. Once her legs were shaking, I stood up and awkwardly finished getting undressed. Lorie took this opportunity to do the same.

In my mind, I planned to climb on top of her and pound her into submission, but Lorie had her own idea. She pulled me down onto my back, straddled me and slowly forced my fat dickhead inside her incredibly tight pussy. She was so tight, she might as well had been a virgin. With visible concentration on her face, she eased more inches inside until her tight firm asshole was resting on my soaking balls. Lorie was excited…and tough! Triumphantly and with heavy breathing, Lorie leaned forward on to my chest and deeply kissed me while grinding her clit on my pelvis as I rhythmically pumped inside her. Her kiss was passionate and I tried to touch her heart with each thrust.

As her 2nd orgasm was approaching, I signaled that mine was close as well. She smiled, pushed me up and rolled over onto her front, spread her cheeks and instructed me to nut in her ass! This was something straight out of the raunchiest fuck-tale I could have ever imagined, but eager to please her, I grabbed my shaft and forced it into her even tighter ass. Once I got all the way in and with our heads beside each other, she whispered to me the most filthy shit my ears have ever heard come out of a woman’s mouth.

“I want to feel you empty your balls in my ass every day after work until your wife is fucking you again! Will you do that for me, handsome?” Lorie said this while grinding her ass up and down my shaft seductively.

With those words, something inside me unwound and I began to thrust inside her in earnest. The sound of her cheeks being clapped could probably be heard down the block if someone knew what to listen for. As my climax took hold, I thrust deeply one last time and unleashed months of frustration, sadness, regret, joy and lust inside Lorie’s warm depths. She held me close with her left hand pulling my head to her cheek and her şirinevler escort right arm pulling me deeply in her ass while she hungrily took all I had to give. It was such a unique expression of love, desire and understanding that in that moment, I cried. She kissed my cheek and held me there…wrapped in her motherly arms and ass.

Several long minutes later, Lorie rolled me onto my back, scooted off the bed, ran into the bathroom and brought warm wet towels to clean ourselves off with. Carefully and lovingly, she washed my shaft of our remaining juices and noticed in shock that I was getting hard again. Much to her delight, she applied some shea butter to it…liberally, and pulled me into the kitchen to sit naked in a chair at the table. Lorie knew from previous conversations that my favorite breakfast food was pancakes and syrup with almost any hot meat.

Once I was seated, she set out to making breakfast for us…naked. I watched, mesmerized by her shape, as she skillfully mixed the batter then poured it onto the hot skillet beside 4 sausage links. A few times, she bent over just to let me watch my cum drip down her athletic thighs. She was driving me crazy by now with hunger and not for the pancakes, but for her ass cakes! Finally, she plated the food, carefully cut the pancakes into smaller cubes, drowned them in maple syrup and placed them in front of me. When I reached to grab a fork, she smacked my hand, grabbed the fork, and brought a full bite of pancakes up to my mouth with her right hand, but with her left she was aiming my fat dickhead at her pussy entrance to ride me while she fed me.

“I feed you pancakes and you can feed me more cum!” Lorie said, with a smirk.

I took a bite and moaned as the sweet taste of the pancakes and texture of her pussy walls bombarded my senses! I have NEVER experienced anything like this! Lorie quickly rode out 2 more orgasms out of us and made me lick the spilled syrup off her nipples until we had nothing left! We kissed like lovers do but we were still practically strangers.

Eventually, we hopped in the shower together, where Lorie again got a rise out of me and I fucked her hard against the wall one last time but she let me finish inside her throat since she didn’t eat the pancakes, opting for only sausage and cum. That’s probably her secret to such a tight and tone figure after age 40. We kissed and said our goodbyes and I was home with time to spare. This became our routine until about one year after my baby was born and my wife was back to her old self and regularly enjoying sex with me. Lorie moved to Virginia soon after that but we still follow each other on social media and never mention our wild past. She is also happily married now and appears to be enjoying her early 60’s if her timeline is any indicator of that.

I hope you all enjoyed this story and please feel free to comment. I am looking for feedback and will consider it in future posts.

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