1. Beyond Monetary Needs Pt. 01


    Date: 2/6/2024, Categories: Mature Author: byJim_Ross, Source: Literotica 

    ... this girl was one of Jim's old fuckbuddies. It'd take half a word from Jim for her to dump his ass.

Terry's mom, Jennifer had just finished up with the dishes, having hosted a few of her friends earlier for lunch. She hummed softly to herself as she undid her apron and set it aside, unwilling to get her simple sundress wet from her work there.

Her life was idyllic. She had a good home, good friends, a good family. She had her little side business, helping as a designer and marketer part-time. It was more just something to keep her busy, or she would feel too bored staying at home.

Her husband Robert did well to provide for her needs. Well... monetary needs anyways.

That other spark always faded after getting married. She let out a sigh. It was a common complaint of all her friends. It wasn't that her husband neglected her, no. But... a woman had her wants, too. Jennifer longed for the earlier days in their marriage, back when she could remember how eager the two were to rip their clothes off of each other.

Leaving the kitchen, she paused to inspect herself in the hallway mirror. Compared to some women, 44 had treated her well. Light wrinkles were easily masked by makeup, though the crows feet at her crystal blue eyes she couldn't hide.

She was fair as could be, freckles dotting her light skin. She'd done her best to treat her skin well, as that showed so much age, so she'd always felt. Her bright ginger hair had strands of gray beginning to tease their way ...
    ... to the surface, and, while she often got comments about it, she had opted to not dye her hair to mask it. It fell in a graceful wave that just passed her shoulders.

Her face was slender, matching with the rest of her body. At least, to a degree, anyways. Age always made keeping oneself in shape difficult. The lithe figure she'd had through her mid 30s hadn't quite faded, but she'd put on a little weight around her middle. Her buxom bosom were no longer the perky orbs they'd been when she'd been married, though the bra she wore did well to mask that sag.

Her hips were wider now, a remnant of her pregnancy as well. A pretty woman, she felt prideful she did not look like some of her friends, some who looked more like they were in their 50s despite being younger than her.

Either way, as she made her way to the living room, the doorbell rang. So he'd already arrived? Glancing to the clock, she smiled.

"Very timely..." she murmured, brushing her wavy hair back as she headed to the door.

Clad in a sundress that fell to her knees, with a floral print, she was as modest as she could be. Her bust was difficult to hide - in fact, practically impossible - and showed a generous amount of cleavage in the light v-neck.

As she came to the door, she smiled as she saw the young man. Terry had shown her a picture of him, so she knew even before she opened the door.

"Jim Ross?" She smiled gently. "Terry said you would be coming. Jennifer Wright." She offered a hand. "Please, ...
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