Being unemployed really sucked. I got fired because I spent the night with some gorgeous little blonde that the boss’s daughter had her eye on. She didn’t have a chance. Sure, he was a lot younger than me,about her age, but he knew quality when he saw it.
But what happened next seemed like fate, or at least fun. The lobby was full of wanna be employees of the latest and greatest merchant to hit the area. I glanced around the room to evaluate my competition, but my eyes settled quickly on a gorgeous dark haired, dark eyed piece of bait. I knew if he got a job there, I definitely wanted to work there. As luck would have it, we both landed the job and there were a limited number of females hired, so my chances were looking pretty good.
After a few months of working together my chances jumped even higher when I was promoted to management. Of course everyone wants to be in good with management, so now it was time to make my move. After work the gang hit the bars together. I would always make sure my seat was close to his. Being much older and wiser, though I wasn’t quite sure how old he was, I was able to rope him into the little cat and mouse game. After all, he certainly was a horny twenty something year old. Aren’t they all?
Opportunity showed itself one night when he and another friend wanted to take a road trip into the next state. I volunteered to go with them and buy the beer, they jumped on it. Hours later we arrived at the party house that we originally set out to hit up. The party was in full swing. The rooms were dimly lit, people everywhere, loud music and I didn’t even want to know what was going on in some of the rooms, my goal was to just search (and seize).
It didn’t take long, found a room, butta bing, butta boom. You could tell he was dazzled by the experience of someone older. It actually made me laugh…and suggest we try it again later at home. We partied a bit, headed home and once again crawled between the sheets. This time it was slower, softer, more relaxed, and erotic.
Morning came, time for him to leave and as I drove him home he invited me to his father’s birthday party. I declined but asked him how old his father would be. Imagine my surprise when he told me the age, and it was a year less than mine.
As flattered as I was to be included in his family’s affair, that’s not the kind of affairs this cougar was looking for.
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