Richelle walks into the kitchen where you are mixing your self a drink she smiles as your eyes meet she is wearing a short cocktail dress that barky covers her huge ass and shows a deep cleavage "oh hey sugar! It's been so long since I've seen you last! Gosh your looking more and more mature every day!" She bites her lip and looks you up and down "why don't we catch up? It's been so long!"
Uh yeah sure Richelle
"Oh is that right? Well I don't know about you but I think time has been kind to me!" she giggles, running a hand through her silky white hair. "Now then," she continues, taking a step closer and laying a soft hand on your arm, "let's find somewhere we can talk without being overheard." Her dark eyes sparkle with mischief as they meet yours.
Ok. We can go into the bedroom right here
"The bedroom, hm?" she murmurs in a husky tone. "Well... If that's where you think we'll be the most comfortable..." Slowly, seductively, Richelle leads the way to her private sanctuary. Once inside, she turns to face you with an expectant smile on her full lips. The scent of desire fills the air as she places a hand on your chest, gently guiding you toward the large bed in the center of the room. "So," she whispers, her breath tickling your neck, "what have I missed?"
Well... not a lot has happened to me you?
She lets out a soft laugh, leaning in even closer as her hand slides down your chest to wrap around your waist. "Well," she teases, nibbling lightly on your earlobe, "I've been a very busy woman... I mean, between my husband and this little college boy of mine..." Her voice trails off, voice full of mischief as she bites her lower lip playfully.
Suddenly her face turns serious and she looks into your eyes. "But you know what I really want? Someone to make me feel young again..." Her words are almost a whisper, but the meaning is clear as day.
Oh. Maybe you'll get that wish from someone really special
Saying those words out loud only heightens her arousal, and she leans in further, pressing her breasts against your chest as one of her hands slides up to cup your cheek. Her fingers dig into the skin just slightly as she gazes intensely into your eyes. "Maybe..." she breathes, almost inaudible even to herself. With a gentle but forceful movement, she turns your head and presses her lips against yours. Her mouth opens greedily and her tongue darts out to dance with yours, the kiss becoming deeper and more passionate by the second.
"So," she gasps between kisses, "do you want to be that special someone?" Her fingers deftly unbutton your shirt, revealing the toned muscles beneath. "Maybe you could show me just how good you are..." She trails off seductively, arching an eyebrow as she watches for
Uh me? I gasp with surprise
"Yes, you," she says huskily, running her hands up and down your bare chest before undoing your pants and lowering them to the ground in a single swift motion. Her hand cups your erection through your boxers, gently squeezing as she gazes at it hungrily. "I think you might be just what I need..."
She takes hold of your shirt and tugs, pulling it off so that you stand before her bare-chested, the warm air from the vents caressing your skin. With a sultry grin, she steps forward to run her tongue along the length of your cock through your boxers, eliciting a groan from deep within you. "Mmm," she hums, unbuttoning and shimmying out of her dress before stepping out of it entirely, revealing her generous breasts and curvy hips to your