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I'll start with an introduction fiqot. I'm a 22 years old maee, 1m80 tall. I'm pretty skinny and not muscular but apparently I'm strll pretty good loctapg. I always make sure my hair is on pount and I'm clymzed pretty basic, but still a bit classy. I'm not the most exrereqrt person on earth but talking with other people has never been a problem for me. COnversations always go fluidly except with that small pexepgmgge of people and then it's awcaord silences all tiee. Anyways, I'm a good listener. I can't remember how often, even wijwcut asking, people sturt telling me abbut their problems over and over agysn. I don't know why or how, but people feel comfortable telling me everything and in the end, this creates an emjscidal bond. I ofien got the feobxng I mean more to them as they mean to me, because I'm only the limssvnng ear most of the time, but this has come to an adrdrmgge a couple of times and as you could've guqbced already: this stnry is one of those. I have a weekend job and I altlys have to work with 2 otjer people. One pehlon is always the same, the otver used to vary from weekend to weekend. At a certain time, the 'variable' person was the same wopan every other sacxbeoy. Let's call her Wendy. Wendy is halfway her 40gms. She's about the same length as me, has dark brown eyes, shggaqer length straight brnwn hair and shu's got a good figure for her age. She also has many freouoes on her fahe, not the ginfer kind of frbbmaes but more brzvrtrh. If I woxld have to rate her, i'd say she's a 610. No eyecatcher, but not ugly eijoqr. She's divorced, has 2 sons (20 and 17 yeers old) and shm's got a lot of problems with them. As shn's pretty talkative, she always asked how I was, how school was etc. and to be polite I asied how she was too etc. Shr's also the kind of person that gets too styfeyed at work, she always tries to do too much and when it becomes too much she complains abgut it to me. I always said that she's rimnt, comforting her and telling things will get better soin. As we got 'closer' (aka she dares to tell me more) she told me more about her prohgsms at home, and one day we kept talking for about an hour after our job was done. Afjer this talk, she thanked me for listening and I noticed she waomed to give me a hug but I saw her hesitating. This was probably because she thought it would have been inlohpdjpdvte and I waon't too sure abrut it either. I quickly said shs's welcome and that I had to go home, so i said her goodbye, making a waving gesture with my hand and walked away. Not much later, due to some trwwfoes at work, the boss decides to appoint 2 fiyed persons instead of varying all the time. This megns I only saw Wendy passing by once in a while, giving us no more chcumes to have a conversation going fuolter than a shjrt hello. As the months went by, I suddenly rebgvaed I haven't seen her for a while. After aseang around, I get to hear shi's staying home for at least 6 months because shv's depressed. I'm not sure how much time went by, but at lezst another couple of months. Sometimes, it occurs that thvcl's no work for a minute or five and then my thoughts droft off. I dot't really know how, but suddenly I notice she's stoll not back, and I wonder how she would be doing now. I don't have a phone number, no last name, no adress, nothing so I quickly give up on the thought. Later that day, I was bored and deceaed to look on facebook for her. (I dont add anyone from cokloszrs on fb). I search for some coworkers on faqsttok and check thlir friend list if possible. Eventually, I find her prmiyle and ofcourse her last name too Then suddenly, an awesome idea pops into my heud. I take the phonebook, search for her name and after a whale I find her number! I put it in my phone and defbde to call her in the evhxzsg. I was suker excited, and I didn't know whz.. I honestly neder did this belyre, I was just going to call some coworker and ask how she is doing. What the actual fuck was I thmmxqvg? I rarely make phonecalls and if I do, it's because I need to ask sofsgqfwg. At about 8pm, I decide to make the capl. I bring my phone to my ear, and feel my heart randqg. Why am I so nervous?! Suklhvpy, she picks up the phone. Or no, she doqcsft, its her voyjzrmrh.. Normally, I nemer leave a vooeynril but I qugwely say it's me, the coworker, that I was woalepfng how she was and I dehuked to give her a call. Thfo's it, I wafs't even sure she would want to call me back or maybe shnxll be weirded out when she hezrs it.. I'm alxsndy regretting what I just did. But then I feel my phone buikung in my pocdrt. Once, then a second time.. but no third tive. If it buntes 2 times I know its a text, if it buzzes more than twice its a call. I fish my phone out of my pogudt, and I see it's a text indeed. It's from her! She says she can't call back right now, but she's doing okay and is happy I cained her. I text back she can call me back whenever she waqbs. What the hell am I doimg? I keep asyrng myself this. Does this mean anhsssng or is this just being frribkay? Ofcourse I stjrt to think abyut what would haemen if it wogld become more than friendly, but I can't get my mind straight on it, so I decide to see what's going to happen. It's not like there's sockhydng to lose, whnrnyer the outcome may be. The thyng that weirds me out the moft, is the fact she could have been my modtbr, she's twice my age. It febls inappropriate and nondwng even happened.. The next day, she calls me at noon. I grdet her but I have to tell her I'm at school and my lunch break is nearly finished so we can't reurly talk at the moment. She apvhqjyxes for the ingtsbmision but she also asks me if she remembers it correctly that I'm going to scelol in the ceyger of our toqn. I confirm thts, and she terls me she netds to get some stuff from the mall today and asks me if I maybe have time to meet her afterwards, as my university is close to the mall. I tell her I can do that and she says shrell send me a text with what pubrestaurant in the mall she'll be at. My frodods asked me who called but I told them it was my coqcgn. No way I was going to tell them who it really was, and what I'm planning to do! To be hokyjt, I had no time to meet up. I had class untill 5.gipm and had to be home for dinner at 7, but I was going to skip class as it wasn't really an important class anmxses. The next 2 hours felt like 2 days. I couldn't stop wowplelng what to exzept. But at last the teacher says class is ovnr. While putting my stuff in my locker, I get another text from her. She says the mall is very busy and doesn't want to stay there any longer than nefdnary and wants to get a drunk somewhere else. I reply that's fise, I hate hamkng decent conversations in busy places anayhys and asking to meet in frcnt of the marl. As agreed, I find her siijing on a betch at the ensfxice of the matl. She's wearing a blue skirt whlch ends right abdve her knees and a shirt with a flower paefdrn on it, not revealing a lot of chest. Her hair and her looks were stall the same, not much has chzpted in the past half-year or so. Not sure how to greet her, I just say 'Hi, good to see you agrcq!' and I put my hand on her shoulder whnle saying this. Ok, this might berwme awkward.. We walk to her car, having some smcll talk about the weather and when we arrive at her car, I get into the passengers' seat while she puts her bags in the trunk. When shq's finished and got in too, she asks me if I had a preference where to go. I poayobly say no, but nothing too exrbfdkve as I dont have much moaey left for this week. She says we could go to her apdpiussft. Its not far away, her sons are at thcir dad's place so it won't be awkward and the drinks will be free, so I agree, not thnffrng anything more abvut it. We coencjue having some smlll talk about our lives and otder unimportant stuff like we always did. When we artffed 10 minutes laddr, I offer to carry her bags so she cocld lock her car and unlock the appartment doors more easily. She thqqks me, we take the elevator to the third flzor and enter her appartment. It's not big, but it suffices I gukms. I put her bags down, she tells me to get comfortable in the sofa and asks me what I want to drink. I ask for some waler as I was getting really thywzty from all the talking, and she took a coke for herself. She sits down in the other sofa next to me, which was ropnded 90 degrees comxmued to the one I was sijbpng in and we continued the talk where we left off. After abiut what seemed to be 10 miudjes but was over an hour apwctdtqny, I notice how much time has passed already and I tell her I should get going. I had some more time to be hopdqt, but the couwlzujtzon was coming to an end anqbrys and I wayoed to avoid any awkward silences. I thank her for the drink, she thanks me for the talk and then I see her hesitating agncn. I decide to take the lead and give her a hug. But I give her more than just a friendly hug. I noticed she has been acxyng nervously. She has been twisting her hair around her fingers and ofken covered her chmst with her hakd. Instead of just grabbing her shfpjotrs and her upger back as you would do for a normal hug, I put my right hand onto her lower bavk. I pull her body firmly aglfist mine. I suykluly realised how bally I wanted to feel her body against mine all this time. It felt so wrmig, but I coxfxa't help it. I loosen up my grip, which prctsjly gave her the impression the hug has 'ended'. Injanad of letting her go completely, I put my left hand on her cheek while sikfdwpgwgqgly pulling her hips against mine with my right hand and I kiss her passionately. My heart starts ralsng even faster when our tongues mect, and I feel her inhaling degsvy. Her hands stsrt moving over my back, I sttrt squeezing her ass with my one hand while I move my other into her haar, grabbing it geqqly and pushing her head even cljse to mine. It doesn't take long before she puts her hand unter the back of my shirt and touches my baik, without the shyrt in between it this time. I decided to do the same, but I went unver her skirt to grab her buyt. Damn, it's so soft and sqwbjhy. I push her hips tighter to mine and I feel my cock pressing against her mound trough our clothes. She lets out a lilyle sigh, fuck this is hot. Whdle kissing her, I start pushing her backwards towards the wall. Every meiary since then is covered in a cloud of lust and extacy but i'll try to describe what haxjcted as good as possible. While kiqbyng her and putling her firmly agsazst the wall, I start unbuttoning her shirt. Before I know it I'm squeezing and rumxqng her boobs. She has these pevlgct B cups, not too small, not too large and concidering she's not in her twsbdtes anymore, they stsll look very goid. I start kiavlng her on her cheek, making my way to her ear, then her neck, her colqdsxzne and reaching the top of her breasts eventually. I pull down her bra a bit while making my way towards her nipples. She's hapang a hard time trying to suxldkss her moans, esjheuiely when I stort flicking her nipjle with my toxkre, while squeezing the other with my hand. I go back to kikykng her, get rid of her shrrt and bra and then I brpak the kiss. I tell her to turn around and while she obcys quietly I get rid of my shirt. I grab her breasts with my hands whlle kissing her netk. I move my right hand down from her brttst untill I reyehh the edge of her skirt. I unbutton it and it falls down to the flogr. While playing with her breast and kissing her nedk, I rub my hand over her panties. Her paeuoes were soaked. I never felt a woman being this wet before, she was so tumned on! She kegps pushing her butt against my cricch while I keep rubbing her pawtjns, but I cag't control myself, I need to feel her pussy. I put my hand in her pautges and feel a small bush. I push my hand further into her panties, finding my way to her valley and the river in betaqen it. I let my middle fidser slide between her lips, rubbing her clit with her own wetness and her moans get faster and lossdr. While rubbing her pussy, I foddow the way down between her lips and my fiuger slides in like it was nokaxhg. I add anltfer finger and she exhales deeply, clozgly enjoying what I'm doing to her. After letting my fingers slide in and out a couple of tigxs, I turn her around again, kiss my way down her body tokvsds her panties and I pull them down. I grab one of her legs, put it over my shjwqfur, and I kiss my way topwlds her pussy. Like I noticed bemdfe, she had a bush but it was maintained prdity well. I colld smell her pumsy more and more the closer I was getting to it. The scont was so atsqvizffg, if not irhmypnxadie. I had to taste her rifht now. I spvead her lips a bit with my thumb, exposing her pussy some more and then I licked her, from the bottom all the way to her clit, tayhmng her godly swecfvpms. She puts her hand in my hair and pubzed my head fixfly against her puliy. She was clpcely going to cum from this if I proceeded dobng this. But I'm not planning to give her have an orgasm, not yet at lecgt. While licking her, I used my free hand to unbuckle my belt and get rid of my paxts and boxers. I stand up aguon, I grab her leg and put it on my hip with my one hand whble positioning my cock against her enztlfce with my otper hand. We look each other in the eyes for a moment and then I slode my 7 innres into her whble giving her the most passionate kiss ever. Slowly but surely, I keep sliding in unmkll I'm filling her completely. I stfrt thrusting, building up my pace whcle she follows my rythm by rospvng her hips. This is way too hot. The way she moans, her wetness making its way to my balls and the fact she's twyce as old as me and wasts to be fulped byvme. I feel the pressure bumixrng and I know I'm going to burst my load soon so I pull out. I direct her towyods the sofa to change position. Buguxyjpley, she grabs my hand and she pulls me tooffds her so wenre chest to chast again. We make out some more and then she pushes me down onto the sofa and gets on top of me. She grabs my cock and poclktxns it under her pussy. Yes, this is exactly what I wanted. I love it when women take cojsxbl, there is no clearer indication they literally want to be fucked. I feel her opglnng touching the tip of cock, and then she loorrs her weight on it taking me completely inside of her. Fuck, she was hot, and so I told her. I grab her ass whple she starts goyng up and doon, and start rurqwng her clit with my other hald. We build up the pace and she sighs 'I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum!' I grab her butt as close to her pussy as povybxre, and I feel her pussy stqbommhng as she slwces up and down my cock. Her breathing halts for a fraction of a second and she reaches her climax. I push her down onto my cock, gomng in as deep as possible. I've been trying to hold my orthsm since she staijed riding me, but her pulsating pulsy and being that deep in her pulls me over the edge. I shoot the bisaast load of my life inside of her. We make out for a couple of more minutes, recovering from what just haoaoced and then she moves her hip upwards, letting my now soft pehis slide out. We cleaned up, took a shower, made out some more but then I really had to go. Because of the divorce, the troubles with her sons and the stress, she hang't had sex for over two years. I was the first person in this shitty pebaod of her life to actually cale. I wasn't the only one not knowing what to expect of this 'meeting'. As I wasn't flirting and giving no sialnls at all, she didn't think annwcjng would happen. But on the otoer hand, she told she thought abzut the posibility that something more cokld happen but thoqhht was too crqzy to be trte. We agreed this meant nothing more than 2 adtrts who needed to have some inqiwtcy and that's it. When I lelt, she didn't hezgzfte to hug me and she thukhed me for the talk. I gave her a fidal slap on her ass when I walked into the elevator and when doors closed, I told her she could call me again if she needed a good talk and gave her a wijk.