It all started a couple of years ago... - Sex Stories

It all started a couple of years ago...

... apartment, I asked her, almost in one sentence, what the problem was with her scooter, and if she wanted a coffee or anything. Without any apparent reason, I felt a bit uncomfortable. I always felt that way whilst being around women much younger than I am. I find almost any woman sexually interesting, however the age difference made it a bit inappropriate. She told me she would love a cappuccino and a glass of water. I walked in the direction of the kitchen and sensed she was following me. She made some remarks that she loved the apartment, to which I only half listened. The knot in my stomach did not ease up. Subconsciously, I must have felt the same sexual tension I always had when being around her. I switched on the coffee machine and started to prepare the milk for her cappuccino. I asked her if I had understood her well and that she had a problem with her scooter. She started telling me that the night before she had gone out clubbing with her friends. It had become late, she had too much to drink and decided to stay with one of them for the night. Her friend had dropped her in the morning in the city center near where she thought she remembered she had put her scooter the evening before. The city where I live is old and has many very small streets that all look alike. Jane told me she had been walking around for a while but had not found her scooter yet. And that the heat and her feet were killing her. She remembered that my daughter had told her where I had moved to. ...

... She had decided to see if I was at home, so that maybe I could help her find her scooter. I told her that of course I would help her. After she finished her coffee, I decided I would get my scooter and drive around until we found hers. We chatted for a while, me asking most of the questions about her school, jobs, friends and so on. She was an easy talker, and the time passed quickly. I enjoyed her company. She was full of energy and bubbly. An easy person to be with. I tried not to look too often at her magnificent breasts and tried to keep my eyes focused on her face and mouth. After her second coffee, I suggested we go out scooter hunting. We went downstairs and walked across the street where I had parked mine. She made a little joke that at least I was able to find mine. I smiled back and started the scooter. She got on the buddy seat right behind me. I felt her breasts press in my back. To diminish the pressure, I moved a bit more forward, however it felt as if she moved with me, as the pressure did not get less. I felt my dick swell a little and I was relieved that from behind she could not see the bulge in my pants. I asked her in which general direction she thought she had parked it the previous evening. I moved into the traffic and started to drive. I was a bit disappointed that we found it quite easily. It was parked only a few streets from my apartment. I stopped and she got off. She unlocked her scooter and got on. I still had my engine running. It seemed it was ...