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NSFW: yes

The create up:

A Sunday afternoon in May. College had let out for the summer and I (18M) was sitting in my apartment. Rich parents meant I had everything I wanted, my own house, car and monthly bills paid for. However, I liked to think I wasn’t a snobby rich kid and helped out wherever I could.

At 6’1, a muscular create and designer clothes, I was used to getting attention from girls but I didn’t want to commit to anyone yet. On Sunday, I noticed a woman blocking the lift with some furniture, sweaty and huffing, trying to move a sofa into a flat that had say empty for as long as I had been there. Feeling inclined to help, I went over and offered to help her in moving. She turned around and looked at me and said, “Thanks, could you grab it from the other side please?”

As we moved, I looked at her. She wasn’t a knockout, but she wasn’t ugly either and she had a really nice create. While helping, we got to talking. Her name was Veena. She was a single mom to a 5 year old daughter, her husband had left her for his secretary and she worked as a waitress. The flat belonged to her parents who she inherited it from and since it was much bigger than their current space, they decided to move.

Her daughter was in a college which let out for summer in June and she had taken a three week leave so we spent quite a while alone, moving around and assembling things. During this time, I noticed her hands would “accidentally” brush against my butt, dick, etc. I returned the accidents, occasionally brushing against her breast and giving her a naughty look. For 35, she had a really nice body.

The first time:

One day, I was assembling some cabinets in her kitchen while she prepared a snack for us. She was wearing a tank top and yoga pants. Her defined body accompanied by sweat from the heat didn’t help me control myself. I went up to her and said, “You look kinda sweaty, why don’t I wipe your body down for you?” She was a little taken aback but after a moment she said, “I’d like that please.” She turned off the gas and faced me. For the first time, I properly drank her in. Her perfectly round, gorgeous breasts, her gorgeous brown hair, her flat stomach, despite having had a child.

I took a napkin and started with her arms. I got in very close, my fully erect penis almost touching her crotch. Then, I moved towards her hips, her perfect, slender hips. I raised her tank top a little, just below her breasts and saw the outline of her black lingerie. Then, she took my hand, pulled the napkin out of it and said, “Enough beating around the bush.” She grabbed me by the side of my neck and kissed me. A small kiss, but passionate. Taking this as a hint, I pulled her in and kissed her really hard. If I would’ve sucked a little harder, I might have pulled her tongue out. Without pulling aside, I lifted her and put her on the counter. My hands went towards her yoga pants, which were dripping and hers went towards my trousers, which had a bulge big enough to make her softly moan just by touching it. As both our pants dropped, she put one leg up on the counter and kept one on the floor. I pulled her panties to the side, slid my dick inside her, and felt the heat she was in. It almost burned my dick. I also felt her vaginal juices on my penis, cooling it down a bit. As I started thrusting, my lips moved from her lips to her neck as she further pulled me inside her. With every thrust she let out a moan. A loud, sexy moan that made me want to go harder but I didn’t want to change something she was clearly enjoying. However, about six minutes in, we heard some footsteps in the house and realised that we had left the front door open and her daughter was home.

We had just enough time to cover ourselves up so her daughter didn’t see anything. She squealed loudly and said “Mommy I’m home!” Upon hugging her, she said “Mommy why are you so sweaty?” Veena looked at me and said, “Because I was doing something very hot.” After a small chit chat, I packed up my tools and left, willing to come back another day for more.

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