My name is Missy. I am 40 years old and divorced. About 5' 2" barefoot, medium length dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. Not rail thin, but not too overweight either. My chest is 36 C, almost a D. My best friends call me curvy. I've had my fill of serious men and I'm looking for some good old fashioned fun. Let's be honest, I'm a Cougar on the Prowl.
Have you ever had one of those days at work where you feel the need for a LARGE drink, filled with booze OR wild animal sex?
Well I did and I chose wild animal sex. I had the perfect partner in mind. Mike.
Mike is 6 ft 6 inches of tanned, toned and buff. He has biceps I would love to nibble on and a butt made to grab. His chest is well defined with pecs and abs to make your mouth water. His voice alone can get me wet.
His hair is dark colored and a bit on the shaggy side, with the most amazing green eyes I have ever seen. His voice alone makes me wet. He also has the most beautiful 8 inch cock, that curves perfectly to massage my G-spot.
I get home from work and grab the phone to give him a call. I'm hoping he hasn't made any plans this afternoon.
"Hey sexy man, I am so glad to catch you, are you busy," I ask him.
"Never too busy for you sexy lady," he replies. "What can I do for you?"
"You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that. I need you baby, I need you bad." I say.
"Ok, when would you like to meet?" he asks.
"NOW baby! I need to be fucked hard and fast," I tell him. "I need, meet me at the door, kiss me hard, rip off my clothes, and fuck me against the wall, type of animal sex!" I tell him.
Honestly, I was THAT horny. It was new for me to be this eager and in need of sex this bad. I'm a very passionate woman for a 40 yr old cougar (I think) and usually I like to play a bit before actual sex. For me, I love the build up, the anticipation. Not today though. Today was a day to find release as quickly as possible.
"Ok baby, anything you want. I'll see you in a little bit."
I hang up and get into my car to make the 15 minute drive to his place. Usually a 15 min drive is nothing and feels like it only takes a minute or two but today, it takes forever.
I pull into the driveway at your house. Jump out of my car, barely remembering to lock up my baby. (OOPS)
I run up the walkway and stairs to your front door. You were there waiting, listening for my steps as I approach.