I had placed an ad on a well-known hook-up site (at the time) and surprisingly got an almost instant reply from a married woman about a hundred miles south of me. Perfect, was my feeling, close enough to be accessible but far enough away as to not be an issue because I was living with someone at the time. Our relationship had grown stale, so I was looking for something on the side.
We chatted back and forth through email for a while and our conversations quickly became more and more sexual. After all, we both knew why we were there. She told me that she was divorced, but still living with her husband (weird, I know), and also that she was my age, forty-nine.
We soon made plans to meet one afternoon at a motel halfway between us. I hadn’t even seen a picture, so didn’t know what to expect. I drove into the parking lot and saw an older woman who was quite sexy near a Corvette. I knew what she drove, so I knew that this was her. She had gotten a room and was waiting for me.
We both drove to the back of the hotel and parked near our room. I knew immediately that she had lied to me about her age, but I had always had a thing for older women and thought that she was hot as hell. I later found out that she had dropped ten years. She had just come from work, so was dressed professionally, wearing a black skirt, black hose, and a white blouse which did absolutely nothing to hide her ample breasts. She was fit, not thin or chubby.
She handed me the key card and I opened the door and closed it behind us. She immediately turned to me, put her arms around my neck and began to give me a deep tongue kiss. I ran my hands up and down her back and ass as we stood there making out for a couple of minutes. We then exchanged pleasantries and she seemed pleased to be there.
She stood there and started to unbutton her blouse before I told her, “Wait a minute, that’s my job”. We lay on the bed together and began making out again as I continued unbuttoning her blouse. She shed her blouse and pulled down one bra strap. I pulled down the cup and began to gently suck and lick her left nipple. She squeezed it for me, as if feeding a baby. It was obvious to me that she considered her breasts as one of her best assets. Together we removed her bra and went back to kissing as I began to run my hand up and down the inside of her thigh.
Her shiny black (my favorite color) pantyhose felt great to my hand. I continued to move my hand further and further up her thigh until I could feel the heat from her pussy. She moaned and spread her legs wide as my hand cupped her pussy and gently rubbed with my thumb stroking her clit. I looked down and saw that there were no panties. That made my cock twitch even more inside of my jeans.
She reached down and rubbed my cock through my jeans and moaned again as she found it already aching to be released. As I was running my hand inside of her pantyhose and touching the wetness between her legs, she was undoing my belt and unzipping my fly. I thought to myself that fifteen minutes ago, I had never met this woman and here I was now with our hands between each other’s legs. I quickly shed my clothes, except for my boxers and turned back to her.
I found her skirt’s zipper and together we removed the skirt. I immediately put my face between her legs and my mouth upon her pussy. I started to gently blow my hot breath against pussy as I opened my mouth wide. She moaned again and raised her ass off the bed to push herself harder against my mouth. I licked her through her pantyhose and was delighted to see that she was not shaved, I love the natural look.
I thought of tearing her pantyhose to gain better access to her pussy, then thought better of it since I really didn’t know her, but I love the silky feel of stockings against me as I am eating or fucking a woman. I removed them instead with her helping by raising that delicious ass from our bed. I went back up to lay side by side with her again, kissing her mouth as my hand explored her clit, her pussy lips and that place where I would soon have my cock.
She, in the meanwhile, reached down and began to gently stroke and squeeze my throbbing cock through my boxers. She pulled on the waistband and my cock sprang free. I helped shed them and then she pushed me to my back, looked me in the eyes and said, “I LOVE to suck cock.”