Oscar and Dangerous Latin Cougars - Sex Stories

Oscar and Dangerous Latin Cougars

... speak much with the women of the fourth floor that week, settling into my new job schedule and catching up on the sleep I missed all weekend throwing clay. Speaking of the clay, I posted some of my pieces on a local market app, advertising the Aztec collection. In one of the listings I captured the two busts of Yvonne and Cynthia in the background, and I received over a dozen inquiries about them. They aren't for sale I explained multiple times, but offers for upwards of $50 were hard to turn down. Eventually I saw that Yvonne had liked the listing, and I rushed to delete it before she could connect the dots and realize it was her own body on the window sill in the background.

Friday night I went on my first grocery run. I mainly lived off of burgers from this food truck outside of the office my first week, but the four options they have got boring after a couple of days. I looked at my list of chicken scratch in the frozen section, crossing off fish sticks because they didn't have my favorite brand.

"Whatcha doin?" a voice behind me boomed that startled me and sent the list flying from my hands.

I spun around to find Cynthia laughing hysterically behind me, her white sweater easily swaying with her bust as she shook from her laughter.

"You scared me!" I replied shakily. "I'm just trying to shop in peace."

Cynthia stopped laughing to bend over and pick up the fallen list. Even in my adrenaline state I managed to appreciate the purple thong stretching from her ...

... back into her pants as she did so.

"Fish sticks, but only Captain Oord Brand." She giggled to herself. "Whole Milk, for a growing boy. Spinach because it's green and that's healthy, Fruity Pebbles or Fruity Dino Bites, White bread and eggs. Sounds like a complete diet there mijo." She chuckled as she handed back the list.

"Yeah, I don't really know how to cook anything, but I have an air fryer at home and I'm tired of food truck burgers." I stated defensively as I took the list back.

"Obviously." She said matter-of-factly. "Tonight, I'm coming over and I'm showing you how to make food the right way. Vamanos!!" She exclaimed as she spun on one heel and waltzed towards the produce section. "You're just going to invite yourself over like that!?" I cry out as I spin my cart around to follow her.

"Are you going to say no to me?" She calls over her shoulder.

"No, I'm not." I say begrudgingly as I trot alongside her.

"Bueno, I'm going to teach you how to make Tostadas tonight, and you're going to feed me as payment for my services." She says through a smile. "Also, why haven't you spoken to any of us this week? You're making us think that we've done something wrong. Did we scare you off? Are we too intimidating?"

"Oh no no no! I had a great time on Sunday. I've just had a busy week with work, and when I took Yvonne home..." My voice trailed off as I realized I shouldn't talk about it.

"What happened with Yvonne? She said you ran out of her apartment in a rush, ...