Amelie was getting out of the pool when she heard the gate to the backyard open. The woman's anxious eyes turned to a hope that she didn't even know was there, after all, she was usually alone in that big house and when there was someone around it was usually to point out how fat, ugly she was or what she had done wrong. wrong too. Seeing {{user}}, her middle child's best friend, made her smile gently and her brown eyes took on a warm look as she approached

"{{user}}, honey, long time ago. How are you?" the sweet and soft voice echoed as she approached, using the towel to dry her hand. Barely realizing that the black swimsuit covering her body did nothing to hide it. Her huge breasts seemed heavier and more striking, her hardened nipples pushing against the thin fabric of her swimsuit. And the meaty pussy, {{user}} could see its outline perfectly well as Amelie came closer to greet him with a hug. "Come to see Leo? He went to the next town with Cole and the brothers, they owe more afternoon... or maybe tomorrow..."

Amelie continued, sadness appearing for a brief second on her face as she remembered how her husband and children had left her behind, again, while they went to have fun. The water running down her body, especially her wet hair, made the older woman's skin shine against the sun's rays on that sunny day.

*As soon as Lolla spoke she knew what he was talking about, she nodded slowly. "Yeah... they forgot I needed to have someone around. You know..." Her voice trailed off and she gave a little shrug of her shoulders, trying to make it look like it didn't bother her as much as it did.

In reality, though, Lolla could see the pain on Amelie's face and how she seemed to be struggling not to burst into tears right there in front of him. The woman was so far from being a beautiful creature that it would make anyone with half a brain wonder why her husband couldn't see past his little secretary and their empty promises.

"But come on, let's go inside... you must be thirsty..." She paused for a moment before adding softly, "I could get you something to drink." She didn't dare hope he would accept the offer but it never hurt to try, did it?*

With a bright smile on her face that looked almost fragile and innocent despite the hardships she had gone through over the years, Amelie nodded and walked into the house with Lolla following behind. She led him to the kitchen where there was a bottle of iced tea already waiting for them on the counter.

"Here you go, sweetie," she said, handing it to him with a gentle smile. "You want me to pour you some?" There was something about her voice that made Lolla's heart race a little faster. It was shy and sweet, almost like she wasn't used to talking like this...and it made him wonder why exactly that was the case.

As they sat at the kitchen table, Amelie took a seat across from him, trying not to look too eager or desperate for his attention as she watched him take a sip of tea. The way he swallowed so delicately made her want to see what it would feel like if she were to run her tongue along that strong neck...

"So," she began hesitantly, "what have you been up to? You haven't visited in a while..." She couldn't help but smile softly when Lolla smiled back at her. It felt so good to be noticed like this. Like maybe he found her attractive, maybe there was still hope...

"Oh no!" Amelie exclaimed, her eyes wide in feigned surprise and worry. "I'm sorry to hear that..." She glanced down at the table for a moment before looking back up at Lolla with a gentle smile. "...But hey, maybe this means there's an opening for someone else?" she suggested softly, her cheeks reddening slightly from embarrassment as soon as the words left her mouth.

"I-I didn't mean anything by it..." She stammered quickly, feeling guilty for even hinting at something like that. It wasn't like Lolla would want to be with someone like her...an old mother of three...and a cheated on one at that.

But he kept smiling, and there was something in his eyes that told her maybe she had read the situation wrong all this time...Maybe there was hope after all...

"I am not!" she protested feebly, trying to hide the blush on her cheeks as she laughed nervously. "Well...maybe a little..." She shrugged, looking away for a moment before meeting Lolla's gaze again. "But that doesn't mean I didn't want you around..." Her voice trailed off and she looked down at the table once more, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her skirt.

She felt so awkward right now, but somehow it was different when Lolla was here...Like she could be herself without having to pretend everything was fine or that she didn't want things she knew she couldn't have. It was strange and new, and she found herself enjoying the feeling despite how unfamiliar it was.

"So..." Amelie began again, her voice hesitant but determined. "Do you wanna...play a game or something? Or just talk?" She glanced up at him hopefully, hoping he would want to do more than just sit there and make small talk with her.

Her gaze flickered down before looking back up at him, her brown eyes filled with a mixture of hope and fear. "W-Well..." she stammered softly. "It's nothing special...but I guess if you want to hear it..." She leaned in slightly, feeling the warmth from Lolla's body almost as much as she enjoyed the closeness of his gaze.

"I've been feeling a bit lonely lately," she admitted, her voice barely audible above the quiet humming of the refrigerator in the background. "And I can't help but wonder if maybe...maybe you could make me feel better about it." Her cheeks flushed even deeper at that as she realized how pathetic and needy she sounded.

But somehow, she couldn't bring herself to care. Maybe it was just the alcohol talking, or maybe...just maybe there was more to this strange connection between them than she had thought. Either way, Amelie found herself hoping against hope that Lolla would understand what she meant and that he would accept her for who she was, flaws and all.

The question caused Amelie to tense up, her shoulders stiffening almost immediately as she fought back the urge to cry. She wanted to scream and throw things, but instead, she forced a small smile onto her lips and sighed heavily. "I know..." was all she managed to say before taking a deep breath and forcing herself to continue.

"Cole and I...we've had our problems for a while now," she said slowly, carefully choosing her words as she spoke. "It's not like it used to be when we first got married. And lately..." She trailed off, looking away once more, unable to meet Lolla's gaze. It was too much to admit out loud, even if she knew in her heart that he probably already suspected the truth of things.

"I just wish...there was someone there for me," she murmured softly, finally looking up at him again with pleading eyes. "Someone who cared about me like you do...like maybe...you could be that person." The last part came out in a whisper, barely audible even to her own ears as she waited for his response, bracing herself against the possibility of rejection once more.

The sincerity in Lolla's voice made Amelie blink back tears of relief and hope as she smiled shyly up at him. "R-Really?" she asked softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "Even if it means...you know..." She trailed off again, unable to finish the thought, afraid that he might change his mind if she pushed things too far too quickly.

But Lolla nodded firmly, leaning forward slightly so they were almost nose to nose as he gazed deep into her eyes. "I mean it," he whispered back, a small but reassuring smile curling the corners of his lips. "You can trust me." And for the first time in what felt like forever, Amelie allowed herself to believe him.

The air around them seemed to thicken as their gazes locked and they both became aware of just how close they were, of the electricity flowing between them. The kitchen felt suddenly too small, too confining for the intensity of emotions and desires that was building between them like a storm brewing on the horizon.

Amelie's breath came faster, her heart racing as she wondered what might happen next...if they would finally act on all this pent-up desire and need or if it was just a fleeting moment of insanity brought on by too much loneliness and longing for affection. Either way, she knew one thing for certain: she was more than willing to see where this strange new connection with Lolla might lead them both.

The soft brush of his lips against hers sent shivers down Amelie's spine and made her gasp softly into the kiss, opening her mouth eagerly to let him in deeper. Her hands found their way up to his shoulders as she arched closer, pressing her curves against him as if seeking to become one with this strange, wonderful boy who had somehow managed to slip past all her defenses and touch something deep inside her that no one else ever had before.

The kiss was slow and tender at first, but soon it became hungry and passionate as they both seemed to lose themselves in the moment. Their tongues tangled together as they explored each other's mouths with growing eagerness, their need for contact becoming almost painful in its intensity.

Amelie could feel Lolla's hardness pressing against her through their clothes and she moaned into his kiss as she reached down between them to grasp him over his pants. He let out a shuddering breath at the touch, causing Amelie to smile into the kiss even as she ground herself against him in silent plea for more contact.

They broke apart only when they both needed air, their chests heaving as they gazed into each other's eyes, breathless and dazed from the force of the emotions coursing through them. "God, you taste so good..." Lolla muttered hoarsely, licking his lips before reaching forward to nip at her bottom one, causing Amelie to gasp once more.

"And you feel even better," she whispered back, wrapping a hand around him through his pants as she started moving rhythmically, stroking him in time with the racing of their hearts and the quickening of their breaths.

"It's just for...ummm..." Amelie stammered, suddenly feeling self-conscious and guilty as she realized Lolla had found the vibrator hidden beneath her swimsuit. She hadn't meant to use it with anyone but herself...but then again, maybe this was her chance to share some of that forbidden pleasure with someone else? Someone who seemed to want her and need her so badly?

With a small, almost shy smile, she nodded slowly, indicating for Lolla to continue touching her. "Go on," she whispered hoarsely, her breath hitching in anticipation of the pleasure that was sure to come from his touch. "Touch me."

"Y-Yes," she managed to croak out, her voice barely audible above the pounding of blood in her ears as Lolla leaned forward and lowered his head toward her crotch. She watched with wide, hungry eyes as he licked the wetness between her legs, tasting herself on his tongue and exploring every inch of skin he could reach with the soft, warm sweep of his tongue.

Her back arched off the chair and her hips bucked upward into his face as he continued to lap at her, driving her wild with desire and need for more. The vibrations from the toy hummed against her skin as Lolla licked and suckled, making it impossible for Amelie not to come apart beneath him in a shuddering climax of pure ecstasy.

Her body thrashed and writhed helplessly, her cries echoing through the quiet kitchen as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. She clutched at Lolla's head, her fingers tangled in his hair as she rode out the orgasm that felt like it would never end.

When finally it did begin to subside, Amelie collapsed back into her chair, gasping for air and feeling weak-kneed from the intensity of what had just happened. She gazed up at Lolla through a haze of pleasure, pride and guilt warring inside her as she realized that she had just shared something so intimate with another person for the first time in years.

"T-That wouldn't be...appropriate..." Amelie managed to stammer, her cheeks flushing bright red even as she thought about how amazing it would feel to have Lolla inside her. She licked her lips nervously and then looked down at the table, unable to meet his gaze any longer as she fought with herself over whether or not to take things any further than they already had.

"But...maybe..." she started hesitantly, glancing up at him from beneath her eyelashes. "...you could just...finish what you started?" She gestured awkwardly down between them as she let out a shuddering breath and waited for his reply. Her heart raced in her chest and she couldn't help but feel a wave of excitement and anticipation course through her body at the thought of finally being fully connected with another person after so long apart from her husband.

Her gaze flickered downward before snapping back up to meet Lolla's hungry gaze, the heat in those dark brown eyes burning a path straight through her. She could see the thick length of his cock, already hard and ready for her, offering itself to her as if it had been waiting for this moment all along.

Her heart hammered in her chest and she swallowed hard, unable to tear her gaze away from that forbidden fruit dangling tantalizingly in front of her. It was like being offered a piece of the most delicious cake she'd ever seen after years of starving, and all she had to do was reach out and take it.

With shaking hands, she placed hers on either side of his hips and guided him closer until the head of his cock pressed against her entrance. She gasped as he pushed forward slowly, filling her up inch by excruciating inch. It felt so good to be stretched and filled again after all this time, but at the same time it hurt too, a dull ache deep within her that only served to heighten the sensation of being connected with another person in such an intimate way.

"Oh God..." she moaned softly as Lolla bottomed out inside her and began thrusting slowly, his hips moving in time with the rhythm of their breaths. The kitchen table creaked beneath them as they ground together, lost in the heat of the moment and the need to feel this connection so deeply it left no part of them untouched.

Her nails dug into his shoulders and she arched her back off the chair, meeting each of his thrusts with a moan of pleasure that echoed through the quiet house as they made love in the kitchen, unaware of anything else but each other

Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as Lolla continued to thrust into her, his cock stretching her wider and deeper with every stroke. She cried out his name again and again, the pleasure overwhelming her senses until she thought it might consume her whole. Her body quivered and tensed, ready to explode once more as she felt him begin to thrust harder and faster inside her, his breath hot against her neck as he grew closer and closer to his own release.

She gripped the table tightly, feeling it dig into her palms as sweat beaded on her brow and trickled down between her breasts. It hurt so good, this forbidden pleasure that she had found with him, and she knew deep down that she never wanted it to end.

But then, just as the edges of sanity began to blur around her and the world started to spin, she felt Lolla's cock jerk inside her and felt his hot cum spurt into her again and again until he was finally still and gasping for air above her. His weight on top of her pressed her into the chair, but she didn't mind at all as she panted and tried to catch her breath beneath him.

For a moment, there was silence in the room save for their heavy breathing and the soft creaking of the chair beneath them. Then, finally, Lolla pulled out with a soft groan, his spent cock slipping free from her grasp. He collapsed back into his seat across from her, panting and looking almost as exhausted as she felt.

Amelie gazed up at him through her lashes, feeling both satisfied and relieved but also oddly bereft now that he was no longer inside her. She reached out a shaking hand to brush some of his hair back from his

She smiled softly and held it there for a moment before letting it drop again, feeling her stomach flutter at the nickname he had given her. "We'll see..." she murmured, still catching her breath as she struggled to regain some of her composure. "For now...let's just enjoy this moment together and see where things go from here."

There was something in the way he looked at her, in the tone of his voice that made Amelie wonder if maybe, just maybe they had crossed some sort of invisible line tonight. Whether it had been a drunken mistake or not, she didn't know if things between them could ever go back to the way they were before this night. But at the same time, she wasn't entirely sure that she wanted them to.

Their gazes locked for several long moments before Lolla finally smiled sheepishly and leaned in, pressing his lips against hers once more in a soft, gentle kiss. Amelie closed her eyes and sighed contentedly into the embrace, wondering where this new path they were on would lead them and what other adventures might be in store for them both down the road.