This story involves someone I used to work with. So I have to be kinda cautious about the telling, and amount of facts I give out.
We'll call her N. I started working with N when she was about 19. She was married at the time. She's totally gorgeous. 5'4", about 120lbs, long blonde hair, luminous grey blue eyes you can see at night, perfect little pointy nose, shapely lips, B cups up top and a fat little backside. I always thought she should've been a model. She is as pretty as one and has the body of a centerfold. Needless to say, I wanted to fuck her from the first time I laid eyes on her. By the time this story starts she's divorced and about 26. Now I'm in my mid 40's by that point, she is literally young enough to be my daughter. We always flirted and joked around, but she was married and a lot younger than me. Well now she's single. We started running around. Nothing serious.
N and I started going to some concerts together. One night on the way back from one we were talking. I don't know how it got around to it, but she says something about how having kids was rough on a woman's body. I'm not sure if she was giving me an opening or not. Maybe just fishing for a compliment. Trying to see what I think about her. Never have figured it out. Maybe it was nothing. I remembered thinking, though, that her body sure didn't look any worse for the wear. But I didn't say it. I've kicked myself for several years now for not having said it. Maybe she was trying to see what I think, seeing what I would say. Who knows where it might have lead.
Another time we went to a concert. A friend of N's was there with other people (she comes in later as a cock blocker.) N is totally wasted and acting horny as hell. She's dancing with her friend and me, rubbing up against me, pushing her ass against my dick, kissing her friend deeply on the mouth with lots of tongue action (They were going at each other so much I thought they were going to eat each others pussy right there in front of everybody). So after the concert, N's friend asks if I would drive her home so her friends wouldn't have to drive 30 miles out of their way to get her home. Of course I said yes. I end up dropping N and her friend off at N's place. I know, almost 99% certain, that if N's friend had gone home with her friends, that I would've fucked the shit out of N that night. N's pussy had to be soaking wet the way she was acting and kissing her friend. But her friend was with us, so it was a no go.
Not long after that she went back to her ex. She's still with him.
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