The Wife Part Seven - Sex Stories

The Wife Part Seven

... former school chums.

“Hello Jim, I’m fine. How are you? It’s been a long time.”

“I’m good. How is Mr. Adams doing? Is he out of the hospital yet?” Just then the barista called her name and his. “Let’s sit for a minute and catch up,” he suggested. They retired to a love seat that had just been vacated.

“He seems to be OK. We check on him regularly. How did you know Tom was ill?”

“Well, I was there when he had the attack; I’m an EMT now. I guess you didn’t recognize me with my mask on, and things were rather hectic for you at the time.” He chuckled, and Blanche’s face turned red as she recalled that night. She took a drink of her coffee to cover her embarrassment.

“You know,” Jim said, “a bunch of us were crushing on you for a long time. We learned the meaning of the term MILF because of you.” He placed his hand on her thigh, a little above her knee. It was warm and it sent a mini tremor through her body. “And I can see that you’ve still got it.” He didn’t remove his hand.

Blanche’s brain was speeding.Jesus, he is the same age as my older son. He saw me naked last week and now he’s hitting on me. And it is giving me a thrill. Am I becoming a cougar for goodness sake?She looked down at his hand and then looked into his eyes.Damn, he’s good-looking. He didn’t remove his hand, in fact, he gently squeezed and rubbed toward the hem of her dress as they stared at each other.

“I have been thinking about you a lot since that night, with a predictable effect. I ...

... remember once seeing you in a bikini and masturbating to the memory several times. The other night brought it all back.”

“James, despite what you may think, I am a happily married woman, old enough to be your mother. As flattering as this is, I don’t think my husband would approve, and surely you have someone special in your life.” The heat from his hand seemed to have spread up to her pussy making it begin to moisten, and her nipples were very hard and begging to be touched. She had goose flesh on her thighs.

He looked briefly at her chest and smiled. Then he took one of her hands and placed it on his cock which was straining his slacks. “My apartment is right around the corner. We could show each other how this chance meeting is affecting us.”

“I have to go,” Blanche jumped up, spilling her coffee, practically ran out to her car, and started the engine. She was still sitting in the driver’s seat when Jim came out and slipped into the passenger side.

Why in hell hadn’t she put the car in gear and driven off? What was she supposed to do now? He turned to her, put his hand behind her head, and kissed her on the mouth, a long kiss with lots of tongue pressing her lips until she opened her mouth and let it in. His hand cupped her breast, pinching the nipple. Without a conscious thought, her hand dropped to his crotch.

“What would your mother think if she knew what we were doing?” she asked once their mouths separated and her hand had left his cock.

“Come to my ...