My name’s Brandon, and there’s one thing I like to do… fuck.
What you’re about to read is one of the many stories of my life.
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This story is about a woman I met when I was seventeen. She’s older than me, but I didn’t care then, or now. This is A Night in Mary…
I was seventeen when I first met Mary, at my first job at a local grocery store. She was older than me, but I didn’t care… then, or now.
For the hell of it, now that I’m a little older, old enough to drink legally, I decided to go back to my hometown, to the grocery store, and find Mary. As luck would have it, she still worked there. Better yet, she was still just as hot as I remembered.
It was then she confessed to me that she wanted to fuck me as much as I wanted to fuck her…
This isn’t fiction, this is sex.
From the moment I saw Mary, I knew I had to fuck her.
And I mean, FUCK HER.
None of the bullshit foreplay, take it easy, ‘what’s our limit?’ kind of shit. I’m talking straight up, hardcore sex. No questions, no commitments, and for all that is holy, no fucking callbacks.
The thing about Mary though is that she’s forty five. And married.
And me?
Let’s just say I can, finally, legally, order a tall, cold one.
I was hired at Save Now grocery store when I was seventeen. From the second I walked through those sliding doors and saw that tight ass in the black pants, I felt my cock moving like a radar picking up on the enemy. Only the enemy was something hot, wet, and in need of a fuck.
When Mary looked back at me that first time, she smiled.
Her face was perfect. You could tell she was older, well, older than me. I don’t want to give the impression here that being in your thirties or forties – or even fifties – is old. I’m talking compared to my age.
I did what any seventeen year old would do.
I smiled back.
She went back to work, and I was shown my job.
I made it a point to walk by Mary as much as I could. I needed to see her. Her body was so tight, tiny. Her tits were the perfect size for her. They looked like just my hand size too. I thought about holding those babies while she rode my cock, feeling her wet cunt slapping on me.
That first night, I jerked off twice thinking about Mary.
Actually, that night gave me the ultimate fantasy with Mary.