Several years ago I was dating a lovely girl Rachel. I was 24 and she was 21. Rachel was a tall, thin, pretty girl with long brunette hair. She was studying at university and still living at home with her mother (Sandra) who was divorced. Most of the time we would meet out at pubs and clubs and we would go back to my place to fuck. Although she was a lovely girl she was very prudish and sex was very basic. We very rarely got past missionary position and once in a blue moon she would go down on me but she would never let me come in her mouth. After several months she asked me to o to her house and meet her mother.
The first thing that I noticed about Sandra when I met her was how beautiful she was. She was 45 years old, about 5’4″ tall, had short blonde hair, was a size 12 and had beautiful 34C tits. She was very feminine and was dressed impeccably wearing a knee length tight red skirt, blouse and three inch heels. I could hardly stop staring at her and was very happy to see the outline of a g-string under her skirt as I followed her to the kitchen. Over the next few months I spent more and more time at Rachel’s house often just watching TV and talking to Sandra while Rachel was studying. I enjoyed Sandra’s company and loved the way she always dressed very well and was very classy. I often tried to imagine what her body was like underneath her clothes and I got the feeling that she sensed that because she would often wear blouses and leave a few buttons undone while I was around showing a lot of cleavage and then do them up when Rachel came in and she would also bend over a lot showing off her ass. He skirts were always tight and you could see the panty line through the material.
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