admin

One night, out of the blue, she texted me. "Hey Jim " She always used way too many smiley faces and exclamation points, "I can't get my DVD player to work!!! Could you come help me?" It was the first week of summer. I was home from college and visiting my parents. I had nothing better to and she was certainly some great eye candy. 'Why not?' I thought. I texted her back, "Be right there." "Thanks!!!" Lori replied It was close to nine o' clock when I strolled over to Lori's house. I knocked on the door, took a step back and waited for her to answer. I had always thought Lori was attractive. She was a thirty-nine year old beauty who had managed to maintain her skinny figure. She always wore short shorts during the summers so I knew her legs were well toned - I'd examined them from afar many times. I also knew she had a flat stomach and nice breasts, as I'd seen her in her bikini over the years. She had vivid green eyes and brown hair that was kept in a simple fashion and fell around her face, just past her shoulders. "Hey Jim," she said enthusiastically. "Thanks for coming over so late." "Of course, so what's the problem?" --- I fixed the DVD player in about thirty seconds. It wasn't the first time she called me over to fix something that was actually a simple fix. I could never tell if she just wanted company or if she was really just that helpless. The way that she'd stand bahçesehir escort and watch, idly playing with her hair, suggested that it was the former. Either way we ended up talking for hours. It was 1 o'clock in the morning by the time our conversation slowed down. She leaned over and with a surprisingly firm grip, grabbed my arm to look at my watch. "It's past one!" she said, sounding surprised. "I'm so sorry I kept you this late. It was just nice to talk to somebody." "I enjoyed it too," I said, smiling. Lori's hand was still on my arm. In apparent unison, Lori and I both realized the nature of her touch. We looked into each other's eyes and slowly leaned in for a kiss. It was a quick peck on the lips but I knew I felt something more. However, Lori quickly stood up; looking flustered and said, "I'm so sorry Jim. I shouldn't do this to you - or me. I'm married and I'm old enough to be your mother." She walked over and opened the front door. "I'm sorry Jim. I just can't." I moved over to the door to head home. "Thanks for the help Jim. I'm sorry about everything else though." "It was really no problem," I responded. "Anytime, anywhere, anything. I'm just a phone call away." I wrapped my hands around her head and repeated, "Anything," before kissing her hard. "Dammit," Lori muttered as she shut the door and kissed me back. After a few minutes of beylikdüzü bayan escort making out, I placed my right hand on her knee and started to slowly slide it up her skinny left leg, allowing it to drift up her shorts. Once my hand reached her soft panty line she pulled my head off her lips and said, "My room." It was an order. Lori quietly shut the door then turned around, dropped her shorts and took off her t-shirt - throwing them both into a corner. She was only wearing panties so I had an unobstructed view of her naked breasts. Her areolas were quite large for a woman with a 34B chest- maybe two inches in diameter, with firm little nipples in the center. Her whole body was tanned and toned. Her stomach was well defined and her shoulders delicately formed. I couldn't believe I was looking at a mother of two. I leaned back on the bed as Lori started towards me, swaying her hips as she walked. I stood up and greeted her with a light kiss that quickly became more intense. My hands grasped her head, and then I slowly rubbed down her back. Her skin was smooth and soft. I grabbed Lori's taut ass and started to explore its curves as we continued to kiss. I spun Lori around and got her onto the bed. I stripped until I was only in my underwear and asked, "You sure?" "No," Lori replied, her face a mixture of uncertainty and passion, "but I need escort beylikdüzü this." Lori pulled me down on top of her and we kissed again as our underwear-cloaked privates ground against each other. Her pussy lips started to part as she became aroused. Her panties got wet and hugged her labia giving my cock a constantly widening canal of pleasure. With one hand, Lori reached down and started to play with herself. She reached into her panties and slid her middle finger up and down her pussy. I could feel it as we rubbed together. My cockhead was protruding out of the waistband of my boxers and as Lori moved her hand, it came in contact with her wrist. Skin to skin. Then Lori said, "I can't do this," as she pushed me back and scooted up her bed until she was against the headboard. "I can't cheat on my husband," Lori continued. "We are separated, but I want to try and stay together, for the kids." I understand that, but-" I was cut off as Lori's phone rang. She reached over and grabbed it, "See, it's my husband." Lori answered it and I got up and looked for my clothes. I found all my clothes and went into the master bathroom to clean up and get dressed. I was dreading the walk out of the bathroom. Who was I to force her to have sex? I even became jealous of her loyalty to her husband. 'I need a girl my age but just like her,' I thought to myself. I could feel my pre cum against my boxers thinking about finding "The one." I quietly opened the bathroom doors, hoping to sneak out. Lori was on the edge of her bed, her head in her hands, crying. "What's wrong?" I said. Immediately kicking myself for not just leaving. "My husband just said he wants a divorce," she sniffled.