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A young maid finally gets her huntsman.
Aside from my young age, I workout four days a week and even jog to and from work. According to my ex, I was an amazing catch for any woman. I decided to make my move.
"Teresa," I asked half-shaking, "do you have any plans for lunch?"
"No," replied a voice from beneath a pile of memos.
"Would you consider having lunch with me today?" It seemed as though fear had gripped my entire body, as I was barely able to mouth out the words.
"Sure, I'll be ready in a few minutes."
My member nearly sprang to full attention upon hearing the good news. Thanking heaven she wasn't able to see I managed to squeak, "Okay, I'll be on the patio." So begins my odyssey.
Teresa and I casually talked about business but we began to stray away towards our personal lives. She mentioned briefly that she had been married but wasn't being treated the way that she should so she packed up and left. She told me that she had taken this job through a temp service in hopes to meet new people. Could this really be? How could this stunning woman be unattached? This seemed too good to pass up.
Things seemed to tense up a little as the conversation shifted to me.
"I am just curious how you've been able to establish yourself here at such a young age." Her ocean blue eyes seemed to sparkle. I am so used to this question that I always have my answer prepared.
"I just did was I was told and did it well. Enough people finally saw my potential and rewarded me for it."
She looked directly into my eyes and said, "Wow, your wife must be so proud."
I think it kind of upset her when I laughed. I had to regroup before I ruined things. I thought quickly about what to say, "Sorry about the laugh. However, I'm not married or even dating right now. Things have been crazy. And besides at my age, I just want to have some fun."
"Really," she said in a lower voice, "Me too. How about we meet at your place tonight around 8 or so? I'm sure we could have some fun."
I nearly forgot my own name after hearing that. I managed to mumble okay. With that Teresa walked away. With that amazing little ass wiggling back and forth.
That night was sort of a blur. I had some much to do before her arrival. All the while, my mind was racing. I was definitely somewhat unclear on sex. Yeah, I'd done it a few times, but I don't know if I was good or not. Or if it even made the girl feel good? I had to push those thoughts aside; maybe tonight would be a learning experience.
I had just put on a pair of khakis and a silk shirt when the doorbell rang. Was it 8 o'clock already? I opened the door to see my personal assistant standing there in a t-shirt and jeans. I felt my face flush. "I guess I'm a little over-dressed," I said. A smile swept across her face and I felt my embarrassment lift.
I invited her in and asked her if she wanted a drink. She said okay so I poured two glasses of chardonnay. The glasses soon became empty as we chatted about nothing. A couple more rounds and our inhibitions began to dissipate. She asked how long it had been since I'd been with a girl. I couldn't lie even though I wanted to. "About two months," I muttered sheepishly.
She flashed a smile and said good. I didn't know how to take that until I felt her lips wrap around mine. Our tongues danced as our hands groped each other. She pulled her lips from mine only to whisper, "This will be a night that you will never forget."
Our mouths rejoined as she moved my hands to her breasts. I pinched and teased her perky nipples through the fabric. A small moan escaped her mouth. In one quick motion, she removed her shirt allowing me a better look at her womanly features. She unclasped her bra and her massive charms sprang free. Needing no further instructions, I latched on to one of her nipples, lightly dragging my teeth across it. I felt her hand buttoning my shirt. I was lost in a haze of lust. She unwillingly removed my mouth from her breast and locked her lips with mine once more. The bulge in my pants was becoming quite painful and I was extremely happy that she noticed.