Mature woman
I had been watching this woman for a long time. She was 43 and worked in our accounting department. I knew she had been divorced for a long time, and her son was studying at Moscow State University. At work, we often interacted and were on good terms, but we never crossed the line of professional relations. Work-related disputes often arose between us, but they were just disputes, and from the very first day, I wanted something else...
You could tell that in her youth, Valya had a good figure, and now, having gained a little weight, she had become even more attractive. Several times, when she leaned on my desk, I could admire her ample bust through the rather deep neckline of her blouse, constrained by a
white bra. And when getting up from the desk under various pretexts, I saw things that instantly aroused me. A single woman in her forties, in a business suit, a knee-length skirt, and black tights, standing bent over, her chest on the desk. Her legs slightly apart, the skirt tightly hugging her hips, showing the lines of her panties.It happened in winter, when a group from our work went to a bar to celebrate the successful launch of my program into production. The group got drunk fairly quickly, and I kept looking at Valya more and more intently. It was clear she was quite tipsy. Her eyes sparkled, her voice became loud, and she started smoking a lot and unevenly. Towards the end of the evening, when dancing started in the practically dark hall of the cheap bar, I invited her to dance. During the dance, we didn't talk, but she suddenly pressed herself tightly against me. I felt her entire body and was surrounded by her scent. Large, soft, and hot breasts, the mixed smell of wine, perfume, and cigarettes, a rounded stomach. By the end of the dance, we were barely moving, just pressed tightly together, swaying slightly. When we went back to the tables, she suddenly said quietly: "That was great." After that, the group kept drinking for another 40 minutes and then decided to head home.
I got dressed fairly quickly, went out, and sat in the back seat of our car. Then the others came out, and suddenly it turned out there were seven people for our car, as the other car had left. Naturally, the tipsy women were seated on laps. Valya sat on my lap herself, with her back to the others and her feet towards the door. The music blasted, and we sped off.
One of my hands rested on her knees, and with the other, I held her around the back. She practically laid her head on my shoulder and started touching my ear with her lips, saying how good and cozy she felt, and then began apologizing for our arguments at work. And I finally dared. With one finger, I started stroking her knees, covered in black nylon, and then, slightly parting her legs, moved it towards her thighs. She didn't spread them but resisted a little, though she practically stopped talking and only started breathing heavily. When the car reached her house, I quietly told her I'd come over now, and she just nodded and got out (I had known her address for a long time).
After dropping everyone off at their homes and circling back to mine, I took the car and returned literally 25 minutes later. As soon as the door closed behind me, we started kissing right at the doorstep and gradually moved into the room, where a floor lamp was lit and music was playing, apparently set up in advance. I hugged her from behind and suggested we dance.
After all, it's an amazing thing to caress a mature, shapely woman.
Unbuttoning her jacket and blouse, I reached her breasts and felt how firm her nipples were. She quietly moaned when I squeezed and slightly twisted them hard, and then started leaning forward a little, pressing her ass against my cock. Turning her towards the low ottoman and bending her over so she braced her hands on it, I spread her legs wide and pulled her skirt up to her waist. Plump legs in black Lycra tights, ending in black shorts, through which panties of not the smallest size were visible—it was something else. Running the edge of my palm between her legs, I felt two very hot, soft mounds and the slit between them, and when I withdrew my hand, it was completely wet.
Unable to hold back any longer, I pulled off her tights and panties, crouched down, and started greedily sucking and licking her vagina. Valya groaned deeply and started squatting and swaying in different directions, spreading her legs even wider. Her wonderful breasts, with large nipples, spilled out of her bra and swung from side to side. When I entered her, I thought I would burn up. Valya was no longer moaning but roaring deeply, and I noticed she had clenched the ottoman's cover in her teeth. I thrust into her, leaning my whole body, and she writhed and thrust back at me with her large, beautiful ass. The orgasm felt like a huge, colorful explosion to me, and Valya, unable to hold back, finally groaned loudly and started whimpering.
Sometimes we fuck with Valya right at work, and I can say that a woman over 40 is an atomic woman!