Author: Chris

When I was 21(M), I was seeing a 40-year-old who had just been recently divorced. Her husband had a cushy new setup he was moving into and would periodically have to move stuff out of the old house.

One night we had hooked up (we were having insane marathons of sex at this point) and the plan was that I would leave in the morning before he came.

I didn’t go out of my way to chat up Rick’s wife, Laura, at the company picnic, but I certainly didn’t run the other way when the opportunity came up. She’d looked so yummy in the dress she’d worn to the Christmas party that I’d thought of her often since then, though this was the first time I’d actually seen her again since that night. I reintroduced myself and reminded her that we’d been sitting nearly across from each other during dinner at the Christmas party but she told me that she remembered me. I didn’t read anything into this, but I also didn’t think it would hurt to flirt a little bit, since she was a total MILF. She was probably close to my age, thin and blonde with tits on the smaller side that had clearly been unencumbered by a bra that night at the Christmas party. I did want to at least let her know that her dress made an impression on me, for what it was worth.

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