Kyle's Roommate
An Older Woman/Younger Man Erotica Story
I don’t know why I never noticed just how attractive Ronald really was. I’d visited him in the dorm room when I flew out to see my college kid, but it wasn’t until he arrived home early and I picked him up at the airport that I realized just how sexy he really was. I had to have him, and before long I discovered he was ready, willing, and able. I have the feeling he won’t be telling Kyle that a MILF raised him!
Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity between an older woman and a younger man. Only mature adults who won’t find that offensive should read this story.
Here is a preview:
When we got home, I made him a snack while he jumped into the shower to wash the travel away. A few minutes later, he sat in our den reading and taking an occasional bite of chicken strips and I went to get ready. I knew he was going to be turned on, and I knew there’d be no way to resist me. Sure, I was at least twice his age. Still, I had a body that could stand up to any college girl with a slender frame, curves in all the right places, and an ass that just wouldn’t quit. I also knew that once we got started, experience was going to work very nicely in my favor, very nicely indeed. I pulled on the stockings and the rest of the lingerie and then slipped into some high heels. My hair was a little but mussed up but I liked the look. It kind of added to the whole wild woman aura, and I certainly wanted him overwhelmed. I stared at myself in the mirror and then let out a nervous giggle. I shook my head and took a deep breath to calm myself. Then, I headed out to fuck my son’s roommate and best friend.
Ronald sat on the chair reading when I walked in but the second he saw me, he dropped the book. I knew the skimpy bra and panties were nice, but what really drive him crazy were the stockings and the garter belt. He had a thing for them. I’d seen the magazine he kept in his dorm room when I’d visited Kyle. Magazines, actually. Every one of them focused on garters, and as I moved forward, his eyes traveled up and down my body but focused on my legs. I didn’t say anything but simply knelt in front of him and reached for the sweat pants.
Language
English
Pages
6
Format
Kindle Edition
Release
March 06, 2014
Kyle's Roommate: Older Woman/Younger Man Erotica
Kyle's Roommate
An Older Woman/Younger Man Erotica Story
I don’t know why I never noticed just how attractive Ronald really was. I’d visited him in the dorm room when I flew out to see my college kid, but it wasn’t until he arrived home early and I picked him up at the airport that I realized just how sexy he really was. I had to have him, and before long I discovered he was ready, willing, and able. I have the feeling he won’t be telling Kyle that a MILF raised him!
Warning: This ebook contains very explicit descriptions of sexual activity between an older woman and a younger man. Only mature adults who won’t find that offensive should read this story.
Here is a preview:
When we got home, I made him a snack while he jumped into the shower to wash the travel away. A few minutes later, he sat in our den reading and taking an occasional bite of chicken strips and I went to get ready. I knew he was going to be turned on, and I knew there’d be no way to resist me. Sure, I was at least twice his age. Still, I had a body that could stand up to any college girl with a slender frame, curves in all the right places, and an ass that just wouldn’t quit. I also knew that once we got started, experience was going to work very nicely in my favor, very nicely indeed. I pulled on the stockings and the rest of the lingerie and then slipped into some high heels. My hair was a little but mussed up but I liked the look. It kind of added to the whole wild woman aura, and I certainly wanted him overwhelmed. I stared at myself in the mirror and then let out a nervous giggle. I shook my head and took a deep breath to calm myself. Then, I headed out to fuck my son’s roommate and best friend.
Ronald sat on the chair reading when I walked in but the second he saw me, he dropped the book. I knew the skimpy bra and panties were nice, but what really drive him crazy were the stockings and the garter belt. He had a thing for them. I’d seen the magazine he kept in his dorm room when I’d visited Kyle. Magazines, actually. Every one of them focused on garters, and as I moved forward, his eyes traveled up and down my body but focused on my legs. I didn’t say anything but simply knelt in front of him and reached for the sweat pants.