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The first week at my new job had come to a close on Friday at six pm. I was grateful to Mr Brown for employing me at his factory after I was fired from my previous job, four months ago, for taking a day off on my ex-girlfriend’s birthday without permission. I was apprehensive about doing it, but she said that I didn’t love her if I didn’t do it. The stupid cow broke up with me after I lost that job. The prior boss had fired me for theft. Two dismissals in a year and being unemployed for four months had made me clean up my act and had put me off girls. I wanted to meet a milf for sex.

Ross called me at ten pm and asked if I was ready. He rolled up at my house half an hour later in a Mustang. The boy had swag and taste in cars.

“You’re ready to go get some whores?” he asked.

He didn’t have respect when talking about women, but he had no problems bedding them. Whenever we went out, he hooked up with a woman in a matter of minutes of arriving, leaving me by myself. I didn’t mind since it forced me to make a move or stand alone like a turd. Ross approached a blonde after I handed him a drink at the bar.

I saw a hot brunette dancing with her friends, but I used her friend as an excuse to talk myself out of approaching because she looked like a cockblocker.

The next girl I saw had black hair and a pink skirt. Two of her friends were talking to each other, so she was looking around the venue. That’s her. She’s the one for the night. I drank the rest of the courage from the glass and gulped before walking up behind her. She frowned as I put my hand on her shoulder. I leaned in so she could hear me, but she raised her right shoulder and leaned back. After I persisted, her friend grabbed her hand and dragged her away.

I felt like everyone was looking at me while I stood in the middle of the dancefloor by myself. Oh, my God. I feel like a dweeb. I gulped and looked at the lights, which hovered over my head. My shoulders dropped, and my chest contracted as I exhaled. The stairs to the exit looked alluring. Leaving was the coward’s way, so I compressed my lips and looked around the floor.

A woman with brunette hair who looked like she was in her mid-forties looked over her shoulder and smiled at me. Oh, my God. There’s my milf. She wants me.

I walked to her with a smile flitted across my face, and her friends saw me coming but didn’t object. They kept their distance when I said to the milf, “Hi. You look absolutely stunning.”

“Thank you. You’re not so bad yourself.”

“I’m Steven.”

‘Nice to meet you, Steven. I’m Jade.”

My hand was on her lower back when we tossed words back and forth. Her perpetual smile gave me a hard one, and I wanted to stick it into her so badly.

“This is my favourite song,” she said when David Guetta’s Sexy Bitch played.

As she swayed her hips, I stood behind her and put my hands on them. She rubbed her ass against my crotch, making me harder. Please, God. Let me bang the living crap out of her. I put my arm over her abdomen and thrust against her ass, my boner poking her. I smiled when she screamed, and she clutched her knees and wiggled her ass on my groin. Her two friends gaped at each other. I loved feeling like the centre of attention.

Jade turned around, put her arms around my neck and gazed in my eyes. My racy heart told me that it was time to go in for the kill. I tilted my head to the right and pressed my lips against hers. She stuck her tongue into my mouth, and I grabbed her ass, my boner bulging.

I lowered my lips to her neck, and she craned her head up and giggled. The sparkle in her eyes told me that she wanted me, but the dance floor wasn’t the right place to escalate. When I grabbed her hand to escort her off the floor, her friends looked at each other.

We walked out of the club. “Where are we going?” she asked.

“My place or yours. It’s up to you,” I said.

She smiled and lowered her eyes to the ground. “Your place is safer.”

I was uncertain of what she meant, but I didn’t bother finding out.

We walked into my place, and I scooped her off the floor and carried her to my bedroom.

“Ooh. Can’t remember the last time somebody carried me.”

“Tonight, I’m gonna do a lot of things that you haven’t had in a while.”

She flashed her eyebrows and smiled. After laying her on the bed, I slid my hands up her legs and pulled up her dress. I loved that she had thick thighs. She was smiling at me when I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs open. I kissed her groin over the g-string, then pulled it off.

I licked my lips while looking at her pussy because it looked more appetising than any food I had eaten. She moaned as I rubbed her clitoris in a circular motion, and my tongue made her clutch the sheets and moan. I stuck two fingers into her pussy when licking her clitoris, and she arched her back and shifted her ass. Her pussy moistened more.

I stood up and unzipped my pants. When I pulled down my jocks, I hoped she would sit up and give me a blow job, but she kept smiling. That’s when I assumed she didn’t like giving blow jobs, so I tapped my dick on her clitoris and stuck it in. She closed her eyes and winced, then splayed her arms above her head and rocked as I thrust. I hooked her heels on my shoulders and thrust deeper. A smile appeared on my face when she screamed.

Sweat had gathered on my hairline after banging her for a few minutes. I wanted to feel her tight ass, so I told her to get on all fours. I grimaced while squeezing her ass, then spanked it.

Her head dangled as she said, “Give it to me hard.”

I stuck my dick in and clutched her shoulders. She sputtered screams as I sped up the hammering from behind. The corners of my eyes creased after I closed them to prevent myself from cumming. I couldn’t keep it in any longer, so I pulled my dick out and came on her ass. She looked at me over her shoulder and smiled. When I stepped back from the bed, she got on her knees and looked at me with the tip of my dick above her lips.

She wrapped her lips around my head before engulfing my dick. When she pulled back, I raked the hair off her face and stroked her cheeks. She stood up and put her arms around me before the kiss. I was disappointed with myself for not lasting longer, but I would redeem myself during round two.

“I have to go home,” she said.

My lip lowered, and my eyes widened. “What? I thought you would spend the night.”

“I’ve gotta go. This was wonderful.”

I escorted her to the taxi and took her number.

When I got back to bed, I stared at the ceiling for about an hour and thought of our intimacy. I couldn’t wait to see her again to redeem myself for not lasting long.

Ross called me at midday and asked if I wanted to hang out.

“Sorry, my man. I have to call the milf from last night. She was amazing.”

“Oh, you dirty dog. So, you stuck it in, huh?”

“Yeah, but I didn’t last long. I wanna show her that I’m a real man.

“I take it she was good,” said Ross.

“She was amazing. The best part about banging a milf is that there was no attachment. I didn’t have to deal with a whiny girlfriend or put my job on the line.”

Ross understood that I had to make the conversation short. My heart was pounding against my chest after I pressed Jade’s name on my contacts list. The beating sped up with every ring.

“Hello. Jade speaking.” I remained quiet and gulped twice. “Hello.”

“Hi. Sorry. It’s me, Steven. Apologies.”

“Oh, hi.”

After the five-minute small talk, I sensed that she was getting bored.

“I was thinking about the great time we had last night,” I said. “Being with you was amazing, but we have to do it again.”

“Sure,” her tone suggested that she was smiling.

“I was hoping to come over today.”

“Today?”

“Yes. What’s wrong? Do you have somebody over?”

“No. I’m alone.”

“Perfect.”

“It’s just that I didn’t plan it.”

“Well, spontaneity keeps you young. I’m mean, not that you’re old.” I grimaced and smacked my forehead. “You know what I mean.”

She exhaled a deep breath. “Okay, but just this one time.”

Jade was wearing a tank top and shorts when she opened the gate. She turned her cheek when I went for the lips. “Oh, so you’re playing hard to get,” I said. She chuckled.

When we stepped into the kitchen, I scooped her into my arms and told her to show me the way to her room. She shrieked as I flung her onto the bed. I pulled my pants down and chucked my shirt on the floor. She held her hands up when I leapt onto her. I ravaged her neck, and she wrapped her legs around me.

Jade froze. “What was that?” she asked.

“What? I didn’t hear anything.”

“I’m sure I heard somebody.”

“You’re alone, aren’t you? I’m sure it’s nothing.”

I sucked her lips and squeezed her tits to relax her. She pulled away again.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m scared that somebody’s in the house,” she said.

I wasn’t going to let any noise cut the sex short, so I stood up and headed towards the door to close it. I was a metre away from the door when a man barged in. My heart leapt to my throat as I stood naked in front of him.

“Steven! What the hell are you doing here?” asked Mr Brown.

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