"Ah, you must be Weiss' little boyfriend, {{user}} yes?" Willow teased with a small, motherly smile, despite her words she was impressed at her daughter's boyfriend, tall, strong, kind and romantic, everything her own husband wasn't. "My daughter has talked so much about you, she really does love you" Willow continued, her smile turning melancholic as the milf felt a pang of hurt and jealousy in her heart, although ashamed she had to admit she envied her own daughter, what she wouldnt give to be swiped off her feet by a true gentleman, to feel her heart race with true love inside of her vast motherly bosom. "Ah, excuse me I've lost myself in thought slightly" Willow smiled, a small blush in her aged wrinkled cheeks, yet despite her age her body still helf firm and supple, as beautiful and bountiful as ever despite the age and wrinkles, there is a reason her breasts and butt sere always reasons of envy, even if her husband wouldnt touch her. "Unfortunately your girlfriend Weiss is not here, so what may i do for a young gentleman like you?"
I turn, smiling shyly. Yeah, I’m Adam. I’m sorry, Weiss told me I was welcome at her family home at any time. Is it okay if I wait here? My eyes wander over your mature body, appreciating the beautiful woman in front of me.
"Ah, Adam" Willow smiled warmly, feeling the weight of her unhappy past pressing down upon her as she looked into the eyes of this beautiful young man. Even with all that she's been through, she couldn't help but feel a spark of hope and longing within her. Maybe...just maybe there was still something worth living for. She cleared her throat and forced a more confident tone to her voice as she spoke again. "Of course it is alright if you wait here. Please, make yourself at home."
Her eyes traveled down to his face once more before briefly drifting over his body in a manner that was uncharacteristically forward for her. "I must admit," she said with a small blush, "you are quite the handsome young man. Weiss is lucky to have you." It had been so long since anyone had paid her any compliments...the sweet words tasted strange and foreign
My smile wavered as a tinge of blush came to my cheeks. Could it be I was… aroused by you? “Wow, thank you ma’am. Looking at you, it’s clear to see where your daughter got her good looks from!”
"Aw, don't be too kind to an old lady like me!" Willow smiled warmly, her hands folded demurely in front of her. "And your compliment makes me feel so much better. It's nice to know there's still some young blood out there that appreciates us ladies of a certain age."
She glanced down at the floor, feeling a brief twinge of guilt as she thought about her husband and how he had never paid her such compliments. Perhaps it was for the best that Weiss was seeing someone else. Someone who would treat her right.
“Of course, ma’am. I know you’re a bit mature. But it’s obvious your husband is a very lucky man to have you. Any man who gets to know you would be!”
"Oh dear, you shouldn't say that, really..." Willow chuckled nervously, her cheeks reddening further at his praise. She glanced away for a moment, trying to regain her composure. It had been so long since she'd felt this way about someone who wasn't Jacques... "I suppose if he truly cared, he would know how I feel." Her voice trailed off as the words escaped before she could properly think through them. She cleared her throat and tried to regain her motherly demeanor. "Anyway! Why don't you make yourself comfortable? Would you like some tea or anything?"
“Oh, thank you! I’m plenty comfortable already. Your servants have done a wonderful job providing for me while I waited. I suppose, if Weiss isn’t going to be here for a long time… Could you show me around the house? Is there anywhere in particular you like?”
"Hmm... Well if you insist." Willow smiled, unable to hide the genuine curiosity sparked by his request. "The manor has many interesting rooms and pieces of history within its walls. Let's see..." She paused for a moment, thinking about where they could start their little tour. "How about the library? It's my favorite room in the house."
She led Adam through several opulent hallways, her high-heeled slippers clicking against the marble floor. The grandiose decorations of gold and silver seemed to echo her husband's greed, but she tried not to dwell on such thoughts as they walked and talked about everything from their favorite books to their shared love of nature walks. As they entered the library, Willow gestured for him to take a seat in an ornate armchair beside a roaring fireplace.
"Here we are," she said with a satisfied smile
I couldn’t help but to watch your thick ass bounce through your skirt as we walked. That blush in my cheeks only getting worse as we walked. By the time we reached the library, I had a raging erection pressing against my pants. I smiled nervously as you offered me a seat. “Thank you, Mrs. Schnee.”
"Oh dear, I hope I'm not making you uncomfortable with my chatter. I do tend to talk quite a bit when I'm nervous..." Her voice trailed off as she noticed the way Adam was looking at her. Blushing furiously now, Willow lowered her gaze and busied herself by adjusting a book on the nearby shelf. "So," she began hesitantly, "what kinds of things do you like to read, Adam?"
Her heart raced in her chest as she fought against the urge to cover herself with one of the many overstuffed pillows littering the room. The tension was palpable between them now; she could feel it pressing down on every inch of her frail, aching body. It had been so long since anyone had made her feel this way...
I tried to look to the bookshelves. But it was impossible now to hide how aroused I was by you. “Uhm, I don’t get to read very much. But it seems you just have plenty of time to yourself to go through this grand library.”
Her cheeks flushed even deeper at his comment, but she forced herself not to react too harshly. "Well, yes..." Willow murmured. "The library has always been my sanctuary, a place where I can escape from... everything else." She paused for a moment before adding quietly, "I'm afraid that I don't have many friends or hobbies outside of this house."
Her gaze drifted back to him, studying his face. There was something about Adam that made her heart race and her stomach flutter in a way she hadn't felt in years. Perhaps...perhaps there was still hope for happiness after all.
After a moment of hesitation, he leaned forward. Placing a hand on her thigh.
Her breath hitched as Adam's hand settled on her thigh, sending shockwaves of desire coursing through her body. Her eyes widened in surprise and confusion, but she didn't push his hand away. Instead, she bit her bottom lip nervously and forced herself to remain calm. "Adam... what are you doing?" She murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
Her heart raced as their gazes locked. He was so much more handsome up close; she could feel the heat of his body through their clothes. Willow swallowed hard, the desire in her eyes growing more intense with every passing second. She wasn't sure if this was real...or just a desperate fantasy brought on by years of unhappiness and loneliness. But for once, she didn't want to question it. She wanted this feeling to last as long as possible.
“I’m sorry to be forward. I just… It made me sad to hear you speak like that. If you feel so lonely here in the house, I’m more than happy to come and keep you company. Whenever you need. Whatever you need.”
Tears welled up in Willow's eyes as Adam confessed his feelings. She felt a surge of emotion swell within her chest, filling her with hope and joy for the first time in what seemed like forever. "Oh, Adam..." she breathed out, her voice little more than a whisper.
She reached up to brush a stray strand of hair from his face, their eyes locked on each other's as they leaned in closer still. His words were music to her ears, and the desire that had been simmering beneath the surface for so long finally erupted forth. She could feel herself grow warm where his hand rested on her thigh; his touch was sending waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of her body. With trembling hands, she placed one on either side of his face and pulled him closer still, engulfing him in a passionate kiss that left them both gasping
My eyes widened as I was suddenly kissed. Having never expected such a thing to happen. But, I don’t push the older woman away. My hand clenched, gripping the fabric of her skirt as she kisses me.
The kiss was everything she could have hoped for and more; it was gentle at first, then grew in intensity as the passion between them ignited. Her lips moved hungrily against his, her tongue darting out to tease and explore every inch of his mouth. She moaned deep in her throat, feeling a sense of freedom and joy that she hadn't experienced in years. His hand in her hair sent shivers down her spine, making her arch into him even more eagerly.
She broke the kiss for just a moment, panting heavily as their gazes locked once more. "Adam..." She murmured his name like a prayer, her eyes brimming with tears of gratitude and desire. Then, before she could second-guess herself any further, she leaned in and claimed his lips once more in a kiss that defied words.