ROMANCE | BEST FRIEND’S MOM | SECRET SEX | OLDER WOMAN
A Quickie With Mrs. Hansen
So technically, she wasn’t Mrs. Hansen anymore, but he’d always think of her that way. She told him to call her Naomi. The problem was that in every one of the million fantasies he’d had about her, he’d called out ‘Mrs. Hansen’ when he came.
He’d just had his fingers inside her, tasted her flavor for the first time. His cock was so hard, it was bound to rip through his pants. But they were in a crowded auditorium. He’d missed most of the play, though Liam had designed the sets, so it wasn’t like he’d missed his friend’s work entirely, so he didn’t feel too guilty.
What he really felt was horny, desperate. His balls ached. As everyone stood to leave, Mrs. Hansen took Gil’s hand and led him up the aisle at a quick pace. He wasn’t sure where they were going, but he’d probably follow her to the gates of hell just to get inside the tight pussy that had squeezed his fingers moments ago.
“You’re going to have to be quiet,” she said as she pulled him into the ladies’ bathroom.
There was a woman already in there, but she gasped and hurried out. Mrs. Hansen pushed Gil into a stall and locked the door behind them.
A couple of women entered the bathroom, talking.
He watched in awe as she shimmied out of her panties. Then she unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his cock.
She stroked it as she leaned in and whispered in his ear. “Do you want to fuck me against the wall or do you want me to give you a blowjob?”
“Fuck,” his dick flexed at her words.
Gil licked his lips and nodded. “I don’t have a condom,” he whispered back.
“I had my tubes tied.”
Did she just give him permission to fuck her bare? No way was he passing that up for a blowjob, even though he was sure she gave epic head.
He kissed her as he hiked up her skirt. When he backed her against the wall, she wrapped one of her legs around his hip. Gil reached down and lined himself up. She was so wet from the fingering he’d given her that the head of his dick went in easily, but she was tight enough he had to work his way in.
When his thighs pressed against hers, he groaned. She stuffed her panties in his mouth to muffle the sound.
The taste made his cock throb. He was already so close. He decided then and there, this wouldn’t be the last time. He wanted her in every position known to man.
He pulled almost all the way out and thrust in to the hilt.
He smirked around her panties, but he didn’t slow down. He fucked harder, faster. Her back was pressed tight against the wall and he thrust with such force, her foot lifted off the ground with each pump inside her.
“You’re going to make me come again,” she whispered.
That did it. Gil reached between them and fingered her clit as he shot his load deep inside her. Mrs. Hansen lowered her mouth and bit his shoulder to muffle her groan.
Her pussy spasmed around him, prolonging his orgasm, milking every last drop.
As he came back to reality, Gil could hear the chatter of women as they came in and out of the bathroom.
How the hell was he going to get out of there unnoticed?