In praise of a raunchy woman #1
I’d noticed Maureen a few days after I’d arrived in the corridor.
She was wearing very tight jeans which showed off her excellent
buttocks. A few days later I saw her from the front, this
time I noticed her very pronounced nipples which I had assumed
was due to the air conditioning.
I had been brought in to bring this very important project
to conclusion. I was being extremely well paid and was giving
a very focussed service, purposely being available as
required with no distractions. I had subsequently been
asked to stay a further month and, with all expenses paid,
had taken a serviced apartment overlooking the world class
harbour.
Maureen and I had chatted a couple of times over drinks.
I was from another city and she was able to obtain reduced
price tickets to the various theatres. She was in her mid
thirties (I call the “dirty thirties”) and had married
ten years earlier a man thirty years her senior (I had suggested
that her parents had met the marriage proposal like “a lead
balloon” and she had agreed).
My wife was in town for the weekend and Maureen had obtained
tickets for the theatre. After my wife had left, on the Monday
the phone rang. Maureen was asking how we had enjoyed the
show. I replied that it had been excellent and that we had
gone to a very exclusive restaurant beforehand. She went
on to ask when I would be taking her to the restaurant which
I chose to ignore.
Towards the end of the week, I met Maureen again in the corridor
and was again impressed by her very erect nipples. She asked
what I had planned for the weekend and, as I replied very
little; I suggested that I take her to the restaurant that
my wife and I had visited the previous weekend. Slowly she
accepted. Back at my desk, I was able to obtain a cancellation
at the restaurant and, ringing Maureen, we arranged to
meet at the restaurant at 7.00pm on the Saturday.
I was sitting in the bar of the restaurant when she arrived
exactly at 7.00pm. She was wearing a very stylish summer
dress, with thin shoulder straps, which accentuated her
slim figure, and very high heels. She sat opposite me, her
legs crossed, as we talked very easily. She asked what I
liked in woman; I responded that she should be intelligent,
preferably in her mid thirties, feminine and her own person
(I mentally noted that she met all these criteria). She
then asked me my (astrological) star sign and I responded
“Pisces”; she responded that she was also Pisces (her being
the end of February to my early March) and had found male
and female “Pisces” very compatible. She also told me that
she was an opera singer, taking casual work between roles.
I outlined that I would only be in town only a few more weeks
and, in the interim, had secured a very pleasant apartment
overlooking the harbour.
Dinner was very enjoyable. As the wine flowed she divulged
that her husband, now in his mid sixties, had an erection
problem which she was finding very difficult to manage.
She however also agreed that, in accordance with my belief,
women should not wear panties on a date. Afterwards, as
we waited for a taxi, I asked her where she would like to be
taken. “Your apartment” she responded, “it sounds terrific”.
In the cab she sat very close to me, her arm in mine as she stroked
my thigh.
At the apartment she made an inspection of the apartment
and balcony as I poured the drinks. She came in from the balcony
“I am ready to fuck now, ” she announced, staring at me.
Then, she unzipped her dress, dropped it to her ankles,
and now totally nude except for her high heels, kicked it
free – there were certainly no panties as we had discussed.
I fumbled with my shirt. “Let me help you” she suggested,
coming over and dropping to her knees. She unzipped my fly,
pulled my pants to my knees and proceeded to wank my very
erect cock. Her tongue reached under my balls, licking
under my crotch and then, murmuring, she sucked each testical,
in turn, very powerfully into her mouth. She then worked
her way up my shaft, strongly sucking and licking, as she
made her journey to the “helmet”.
“Time to fuck” she announced, “here!” Still in the lounge
and now on the carpet, my cock slid up her very wet pussy.
I began to really fuck her; she had teased me for the past
four hours and this was retribution time! She initially
orgasmed very quickly and collapsed as I continued to fuck;
after a few minutes she remarkably recovered and continued
to fuck with me until, synchronised with my every action.
I finally shot my load and was aware of her caressing, kissing
and licking my neck. During our fucking, we had made our
way across the lounge carpet from one side to the other -
we kissed, giggled and made our way to the bedroom.
Hours later, I looked at the clock – it was nearing midnight.
Maureen was dozing and I awoke her gently, asking if she
was to stay the night. “I must ring my husband” she replied
and disappeared into the lounge to use the telephone. Minutes
later she returned beaming, “I have his full approval to
stay until morning but we have promised to have breakfast
with some friends on the beach.” I was confused until Maureen
explained that she had told her husband that she had liked
me (in the office) and was having dinner with me that evening.
Due to his condition, he had condoned our having sex if it
fulfilled her. After more sex we dozed again.
I was aware of her leaving the bed. It was around 2.00am;
we had left the balcony doors to the lounge open and I followed
her onto the balcony. Totally nude, probably for thirty
seconds, she stood on the balcony expelling an aria, her
voice echoing powerfully across the bay. I looked at her,
my cock becoming very erect. She turned, realising that
I was there, and came towards me, one arm encircling my neck,
the other, her handing groping my very enlarged cock.
“Certainly a compliment (referring to my cock). Tonight
I feel very fulfilled after a very long time. However, can
we have a couple more orgasms before I leave in a few hours?”
Also, her husband was to be out of town the following night
and we agreed to meet that following evening.
What a woman!
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