Match (495 hits)
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Submitted by Saffron (View user info) at 2005-10-24 14:10:53 EDT
She slid her body down his, stopping to consume his lips that were slick with the taste of her while simultaneously adjusting her hips to take him in. She came immediately, silent and hard; her convulsing hadn't stopped when he came too. One stroke. No more than 2 seconds of penetration. She rolled off, happy she had read him correctly and saddened she would not get to partake in her normal routine of multiple orgasms. This was the price of corrupting youth. They were generally faster than a mature woman cared for, but the taut skin and desire to please were often worth the trade off. This boy had a better than average tongue and the ability to follow directions. The next minute would determine whether or not she would allow him another ride.
He rolled on his side, buried his face in her hair near her ear and inhaled deeply, the smell of her made him dizzy. "I'm sorry, I've never felt a woman orgasm so hard before. It was overwhelming. Can I....."his voice trailed off as his fingers ran down her frame. She lazily guided the top of his head to her pleasure and grinned realizing that was probably the first time a woman hadn't faked it with him.
The rattling snore woke her. It was getting dark outside. "There are worse ways to spend a Sunday", she thought. She headed for the shower ran her hand down her abdomen and wondered if it was possible to come too often. She ached inside from the days abuse.
She worked the shower gel into a lather on her loofah and began to scrub. She looked good for 40. Years of avoiding the sun and a restricted diet had kept her lean, tight, and devoid of the need for plastic surgery. She wondered when her breasts would begin their descent in earnest. She wondered how much longer before the young men stopped looking and she was forced to find her pleasure in older men. Men her age were on the prowl for younger models which made finding a man of accomplishment, a single man her equal and in her age group, difficult to impossible.
The young man opened the shower door open, stepped in behind her and slid inside. You have got to love the reload time of youth.
She was absent-mindedly painting her toenails, the din of the Simpson's in the background occassionaly pockmarked with his laugh. She usually liked the Simpson's but tonight she was weary and concentrating was more effort than she had left in her. She looked over at the boy and wondered when he would go home. She had an early morning and it was often difficult to oust her younger lovers without a good morning session. Weekdays she couldn't turn off the to-do list forming in her head and had a hard time silencing the mundane enough to enjoy herself. Better to wake up alone unless you have time to lounge. Tomorrow just wasn't going to work for that.
It was nearing 11. Toes dry and nightly moisturizing ritual completed she headed back down stairs where the boy sat, mouth agape, watching a cartoon she didn't recognize. "Babe, I think it's time to home, don't you ?" she didn't wait for a response, she simply started turning the lights downstairs off.
"I thought I would stay here tonight. Besides, the buses here have stopped running haven't they ? I'm stuck here until morning unless you can give me a lift back into the city." He didn't even turn his head in her direction, just sat there consumed by the flashing lights and primary colors.
She toyed weakly with the idea of taking him to the other side of the bridge and dropping him. The city's public transportation ran all night and it would save her at least an hour. 8:00 in the office was starting to look very early.
"Goodnight." She tossed a blanket at him which he absent-mindedly pulled over his lap, eyes never leaving the television. She hopped he would take the hint and be passed out on the couch when she came down in the morning. She hated it when the boys weren't independent or fore thinking enough to take care of themselves. She didn't like playing the Mother, but it was the trade off if one wanted to continue to be a surreptitious tramp. It's not like she had another demographic she could sample so ravenously without it impacting on her career and social life.
"G'nite."
She woke before the alarm aware of something poking her thigh. Her subconscious groaned as she became awake enough to understand the ageless, unsubtle good morning men were so fond of administering. "Jesus, just once I'd like to wake up with a head between my legs or playful kisses on my face." She imagined the number of women echoing similar thoughts across the time zone and smiled. She rolled over slightly, spread her legs slowly and non-deliberately to allow him to continue the fantasy that she was still asleep and would awake pleasurably and happy to see him.
"Woah hey, stop. " She pushed him off. "You aren't wearing a condom."
He leaned in and kissed her shoulder. " It's not like you can still get pregnant or anything...."
She recoiled as if she'd been punched in the jaw, sitting up quickly and pushing him off the bed with her legs.
"What?" He stood up and crawled back across the bed towards her.
She looked at him for a moment, blinked, and with a slight shake of her head silenced her train of thought. The alarm went off.
"I need to get ready for work. I would appreciate it if you could find your own way into the city. I'm afraid my schedule is really insane today and I don't have time...." she trailed off aware that a hint of pain was registering in her voice.
"Sure." He seemed rather sad , but she was uncertain if he really understood why. He strolled out into the hallway for a shower. The shape of his back and ass, which normally would have prompted her to join him, deepened her feeling of empty.
She walked into the office at 7:00. Travel mug and briefcase in one hand, a toasted plain bagel in the other. She was the first one in again. Settling into her office she fired up her computer to pull up her calendar and email. "Fuck." Her 8:00 call had been cancelled. She had left her laptop at work to avoid the temptation to toil over projected income statements rather than unplug and indulge herself. Something she had assured herself she not only needed, but was entitled to. She should have dialed into the exchange yesterday though. Just a quick check of email while the boy slept would have.....
"Would have what? Let you have him sleep upstairs ? Fill the bedroom with the odor of sex this morning ? Drive the fucker home ?" She was getting angry recalling the morning. Angry and desperately sad as she thought about her life. She had been assuring herself that she was better off with her independence. She had a fantastic circle of friends. She had a refined pallet, was an excellent cook, well traveled, well read, well off. She owned several homes, took vacation a month at a time without issue or question. She had enough in her 401k to retire now and live comfortably if she wanted to. Why did all of this get discounted at the thought of growing old alone ?
She hit the browser and typed "www.match.com". She could have her boys on the side.
User Reviews
Submitted by apollo88 (user info) at 2005-10-25 04:40:33 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
Submitted by FATMANTPK (user info) at 2005-10-24 15:05:15 (#)
Ranking: 2
<ejaculates> ""
OMG I AM SUING!
Submitted by Crystle (user info) at 2005-10-24 23:57:24 EDT (#)
Ranking: 0
Good...
Kind of a bit like Samantha on Sex and the City, but more realistic and humanized
Submitted by simple_catalyst (user info) at 2005-10-24 23:04:18 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
solid.
Submitted by Pentameter (user info) at 2005-10-24 21:01:11 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by Berty (user info) at 2005-10-24 19:00:43 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by MyTeeOne (user info) at 2005-10-24 18:15:37 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Dug it
Submitted by Maddog (user info) at 2005-10-24 17:57:35 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Good stuff
Submitted by JonnyX (user info) at 2005-10-24 15:13:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
she shoulda killed him at the end...
Submitted by FATMANTPK (user info) at 2005-10-24 15:05:15 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
<ejaculates>
Submitted by Barnymeinhoff (user info) at 2005-10-24 15:05:03 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Good, some of the (horror book sex talk) grated a bit but thee over all cool factor more then made up for it.
Submitted by ruthless (user info) at 2005-10-24 14:51:20 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
Sad. I know a woman who will probably end up like that.
Submitted by Cam (user info) at 2005-10-24 14:50:58 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
loved it
Submitted by userpete86 (user info) at 2005-10-24 14:45:17 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
So it's kinda like myspace...
Submitted by MyNameIsTim (user info) at 2005-10-24 14:30:19 EDT (#)
Ranking: 2
i liked this.