Lunch buddies - Sex Stories

Lunch buddies

... the hall. Sure enough, he had timed it perfectly, they almost collided. "Oh, sorry", she said and they both froze. "Gus!" "Mrs. P?" "Shh! What are you doing here?" "Me? I was watching a movie, then saw you leave.." He held up her coat. "He left it? I thought he'd wait until I came back." "Nope, as soon as you left, he took off." "Oh, okay, I guess", taking her coat from him. "I hope this can stay between you and me, Jon doesn't need to hear, right?" Gus and Jon had been close as teens, but lost touch when Jon went away to college. Since then, 10 years had passed without any real contact. No dispute, just friends who lost touch. But Gus always had a crush on her from 13 on, although it was just fantasy, the MILF before they were called that. "No, no, I wouldn't say anything. What could I say anyway? 'I was hanging out in a porn theater, and...' would sound pretty lame, huh?" She smiled. "Not as lame as, 'Guess where my lunch date took me and abandoned me', I'm sure." He looked her over, and although ten years had passed, she still had a way about her, vulnerable but hard on the outside, and sexy as hell. "You must be shocked at me." She brushed her hair back, looking up at Gus. "Your friend's Mom and all. "To be honest, I always thought you were sexy, and this only confirms it." "Me? Hardly." "When I came over, even when you were still in your robe and your hair was messed, you were the sexiest mom in the neighborhood." "Boyhood fantasies?" she smiled. "Oh, yeah! Especially ...

... when you worked late as a barmaid, you'd sl**p late and I'd walk by your room and see you spread out, just begging to be... sorry." Her eyes twinkled. "Really? You got excited?" "I'd slip into your bathroom and jerk off into your black bra, 38D if I remember correctly." "You do!" Beaming, Gus said, "What I would have given to fuck you once." She smiled again. "How about giving an old friend a ride home?" She was still in the same apartment she had shared with Jon, his pictures and those of his new f****y were everywhere, even some of he and Gus in their teen rock band. Carole was embarrassed to admit to being a grandmother, but Gus assured her, it didn't detract from her sexiness. After proudly reciting Jon's many accomplishments, she asked, "So what about you, Gus?" "I spend my days watching skin flicks and my nights playing drums in a wedding house band." "Sorry, I don't know why I asked that." "It's okay, we get some real gigs at clubs, sometimes make decent money, we may have a job opening for a Country band." "Good for you! I'd like to hear you." "I'll let you know where we are playing if you like." "I'd like that, I'll fit right in with the wedding band crowd." "You'd fit anywhere, Carole, and I'd be proud to have you there." "You wouldn't leave me in the ladies room?" "I'd probably follow you in there!" "And do what?" Gus stood closer. "And do what I've wanted to do since I was 13 years old." She turned to him, her breath throaty, their faces close. "What would that be?" ...