Milf up the hall.

Going into my condo one day I saw a neighbor milf going into the unit next to me. I’d seen her before. She works as a hostess at a high end lounge at a big hotel chain. Very high end. She looked like the owner of the team off the show “Ted Lasso”. (Some will have to google that) she was always dressed like she was going to an extravagant $1,000 a plate supper. Very classy.

She said hi a couple times. I got goose bumps, gorgeous and likely about 45.

I was going into my place last weekend and she passed me carrying a bag. She stopped and looked at me. She held up the bag. “I get perks at my job. $150 bottle of wine. Wanna sample it with me?” Sure. I followed her into her place she took her coat off. She had her typical long one piece sleeveless black dress on. She’s fucken tall. 5’9” or taller without heels. She had dangling earrings. The whole deal. She had her back to me. “Do me a favor. Unzip me. “The dress had a long zipper from her shoulder blades down to the small of her back”. I unzipped it. Her beautiful bare back and just a little bit of the top of her panties was visible. “Thanks. Be right back.” I was lucky. I got a great view of side boob as she went up the stairs. I yelled to her asking how she got the zipper up. “ I’ll tell ya my secret sometime!”

She returned really regular looking. Blue jeans and a shirt that had a cowgirl vibe. She handed me the wine and a corkscrew “you do the honors. She had a decanter and aerator and she did it right. We let it sit while we sat in her living area and like her it was classy. “So, what’s your deal? What do you do? Not married I know. Me either.” I’m in IT, divorced. One kid I never see in New York. “Sounds similar but my kid is in college. I’m guessing yours is in grade school?” You got it.

“You’re cute. I see you going to your car everyday when I’m having coffee on my balcony. I was kinda hoping we’d have a drink sometime and here we are” I said you must have lots of cute guys hitting on you. “Yup. No shortage of that but they all want me to go upstairs and get me into bed and then they put their wedding ring on after I leave kind of guys. Ya know?” Yeah. I get the picture. “Don’t get me wrong. Sex is great. Just not on those terms” lol. Gotcha. “Okay! Let’s get into that wine”. She brought back the wine and we killed off the whole bottle. She claimed she couldn’t tell the difference between a $20 bottle and $150. She says “only difference I can see is it made me sit closer to you!” And she let out a belly laugh and kicked my shin.

She started playing with my hair and complimenting me. She was lonely. I could tell. “You seem like a nice guy. I wish you’d make a move on me” I did. I ran the back of my hand up her cheek. She held it and kissed it and moved it to the opening of her shirt. I undid a couple buttons. I reached my hand in under her bra till I found her nipple. She cuddled up to me and gave me a kiss. “I feel much better now. Give me a good kiss” I did. She felt very sexual. I undid the rest of her buttons and pushed her bra down leaning over kissing her nipples and sucking on them. I felt like I was in high school a bit. I undid her jeans and wiggled my hand down the front and fingered her while I alternated kissing her and sucking her nipples. At this point she hadn’t really touched me. I pushed her jeans down and she fought me a bit pulling them back up a bit. They were just past her crotch so I could get my finger in and do it right. She held my head to her nipple sucking it as she began to orgasm. My hand was very wet as she came. She pulled her pants back up and pulled her shirt closed. “I’m sorry. I don’t know what got into me. You should go.” I’m thinking. What the fuck just happened.

She pushed me out the door with her tits still hanging out of her shirt and pants halfway down.

What the fuck? I went to my car the next day. There was a note under my wiper. “Sorry. We should talk”

Hmmmm