The Cougar within

The Cougar within The Cougar within

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

how a young man gets a job, and a mature lady gets the loving of her life and finds out she is in fact a cougar

Summary

how a young man gets a job, and a mature lady gets the loving of her life and finds out she is in fact a cougar

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Submitted: January 17, 2017

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Submitted: January 17, 2017

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I was old enough to be his mother. But that didn’t stop me from staring out from our kitchen window at him while he played basketball with my Son. Our kitchen window….I start to drift off, this is the window my husband would pick me up and passionately love me while I cook the roast chicken. I wonder if he ever does that with her, the home wrecking tramp that came in and distracted my husband for years while my Son and her dated. The distraction turned to flirting, which eventually lead to me walking into our living room to find her riding him like a cow girl riding a mechanical bull. Needless to say that was the end. He packed his bags and left to a rental, while the little 18 year old tart broke my son’s heart and followed him out the door.

It was a good thing Jay was around. Owen and he were like brothers, which meant Jay was there to help pick Owen up after everything went south. The 2 played basketball in a team with another 2 mates. Josh and Ryan pull up in Josh’s car and they start playing a game of 2 v 2. For some reason, Jay always went on the Skins team, meaning he was shirtless. This was the perfect Perv. A young guy, 19 years old, Abs that would make a body builder jealous, a rock hard ass and arms like 2 cannons. I start thinking about how easy it would be for him to just lift me up and throw me around like a rag doll. I’m mostly Petite, a size 8 with a firm ass. The only thing not petite about me was my tits with stood at DD cups.

As I come out of my “Sex coma” I notice the boys had finished their little game. “Good lord how long have I been of I la la land for?” I think to myself as I hear the door open. “Morning Miss Stafford” Jay says with his deep yet not quite mature voice. “Jay, how long have you known me? Lisa is my name, or even Lees for short, but none of this Miss Stafford Rubbish, you make me feel old” I reply with a stern yet playful voice. “Sorry Lisa, habit, just how I was raised” he replied. The rest of the boys walked in, said hey and they all headed to my sons room to play video games. As Jay walked out her turned back and whispered “don’t worry Lisa, you’re not old, and you’re still smoking hot” and then ran out. I blush completely, going so red I would have blended with a fire truck.

The next day I sit at work, I’m the financial coordinator for a large company, which means early mornings and late nights, which isn’t an issue now that my Son was old enough to look after himself (well, as best any guy can without us females to guide them hehe.) I had forgotten my lunch so I asked Owen to bring it in for me. Jay and he walked around the corner and into my office. “Mum, lunch delivery. Now, where are the dunnies, I’m busting” Owen comes up with. He never was a boy with tact, or maybe he just spoke his mind. “That way” I say as I point to the door with the words “Male Toilets” on it and off he bolts. “So this is where the lovely Lisa works ey” Jay says looking around at the people and layout. “Sure is, it’s a lot better before everyone gets here, and after they leave. It’s peaceful that way” I reply trying to keep my calm after yesterday’s comment. “Well, show us what you do” Jay says as he moves around to my side of the desk. “Owen had some bad Burritos for Lunch, I’d say he will be a while.” He continues I was a little flustered “of well, it’s basically a bunch of numbers and things like that. Make sure we pay who we are supposed to, make sure we get paid. Boring stuff really” I explain.

We both sat, looking at the computer for a second. “What was with that comment yesterday” I blurt out, instantly going red with nerves.  “Which one?” he asks innocently. Like he doesn’t know.  “There was something about “Smoking hot” in reference to me” I replied, looking him in the eye. “Oh”, he said, looking away blushing intensely. “I didn’t mean to cross any line, I just thought I would tell you, being everything that’s happened, that you look far better than most girls my age” he stumbles out. I smirk a little. “OK then” I say as I get back to work. “So, uh, you work long hours don’t you? I mean, you start really early and finish late” he says, never making eye contact. “Yea, yea I do” I say as I stop typing and turn to him. “Why?” I question. “Oh, no reason, just making conversation” he replied. “Must be hard to, you know, meet new people and all” he continues. “Meet new people? Do I look like I need to meet anyone?” I ask as I try my best to hide my smile. “Oh no, just, since what happened, I thought you would want to get back out there” he says just before being cut off by Owen walking in. “Ready to go bro” he asks. “Yea definitely” Jay replies as he gets up. “Thanks for the chat Jay” I say smirking as he walks out. “Oh, yea, you too” he says and then hurries off.

Jay’s comments resonate with me. Why would he think I need someone? Do I come across as sexually frustrated? I mean don’t get me wrong, my husband left 6 months ago and I haven’t copped a length of man meat since, and its been even longer that I haven’t had to the finger myself while my husband lay’s next to me asleep, limp after just 5 minute of work. It wasn’t always like that though. When we were younger we would go at it 2 maybe 3 times a day. It would be an all-night things, hours of foreplay, and multiple positions involving multiple orgasms. But those days were long gone, and it was even more obvious when I found out what I now know where his energy had gone in the last few months of our relationship. Mind you, I doubt he would go any longer with a younger girls, let’s face it, I was in my forties, so time and having a kid meant I definitely wasn’t as tight as a 19 – 20 year old. But I took comfort knowing that my body (Look wise) gave her a run for her money, and that he was now a babysitter, having to pay for everything for her, only to one day be left for someone who can go the distance.

I started to wonder how Jay would go. Would he be the stud like the man I married? Or more? Or would he actually be a fumbling mess trying to find his way around down there and no knowing where to go. I will admit, having seen some of the girls he has been with, he must know a thing or 2…or just be really big. And suddenly it dawned on me, I was thinking about my sons best friend and how big his cock it, what it would feel like inside me, what I would look like with him on me, or under, whatever. I found myself needing to release some tension. I get up and lock my door, pull the blinds down that lead out into the office so no one can see in. this is my “I’m working, do not disturb me” sign. I sit on my chair and lean back. Lucky I wore a skirt today. I have done this once or twice, but it’s not a regular thing. I’m always nervous someone will walk in. I pull my panties aside and start rubbing my juicy lips. Knowing I won’t have long I lick 2 fingers and slowly slide them in while working my clit with my other hand. I usually think of some sexy underwear ad, or Brad Pitt. But today I couldn’t get the thought of Jay from my head, all sweaty after a game, shirtless and taking me in his muscly embrace. Oh it didn’t not take long and I was struggling to muffle my moans. 2 minutes later and I collapse back on my chair, fully relaxed, I adjust myself just as my boss knocks on the door. Excellent timing.

The next morning was the usual, dead quiet office with just the sound of me tapping away on my keyboard. The only difference is all night all I could think about was Jay, no matter what. As I sat at the computer my mind drifted once again to his perfectly tones body, then something strange happened. As if I said beetlejuice three times in walks Jay. “Jay?” I say with extreme confusion.” What are you doing here? Where’s Owen?” I asked, with a thousand more questions running through my head. “Oh no, he’s not here, just me. Hope you don’t mind” Jay says with a rush in his voice. “Um no issue, is something wrong?” I respond. “No, nothing wrong, I’m actually here to ask, as embarrassing as it is, to see if there were any jobs going?” I was a little shocked I will admit, but he was a smart kid, and let’s face it, not being here from 6 am till god knows what time would be better for me. “well, I could use a little help and an assistant, tell you what, give me a couple of days to get it approved with the big boss, and we will go from there.” I explained. “Oh my god thank you, thank you so much” his appreciation spills out in the form of words and the expression on his face. “Jay” I say stopping him from leaving. “did you really come in at 6am, 2 hours before most people get up, to ask for a job?” I question. He walks back in and sits down, this time next to me on my side of the desk. “Well actually, no, I came to apologise for my inappropriate remarks over the past couple of days. I was out of line.” I was a little taken back. “Did you mean them?” I asked. He hesitated a little. “Well of course” he said putting his hand on my knee. “You’re stunning, if I were 20 years older I would have asked you out the day your husband left” he said. That made me laugh. “Well, I think you probably would have waited a day or two” I said, making him chuckle. There was a silence for a second or two, he still had his hand on my leg. “What about if you weren’t though?” I asked. “I’m sorry?” was all he could muster in his confusion and nervous state. I turn and face him, spreading my legs slightly. “What if I told you to stop resting your hand on my knee” I didn’t even finish the sentence and he went to remove his hand. I grabbed it before and put it back on my leg, though a little higher than my knee. “What if I told you to show me just what you can do with this beautiful hand of yours?”

I think the poor boy almost had a heart attack. I leaned back. “If I’m going to be your boss, you will have to learn to take orders for me” I said sternly. What was I doing? The room was spinning. Was I really trying to seduce my son’s friend? And was it working? I had all this running through my head I didn’t even notice that he had learned in and now had his lips pressed against mine. He pulled back. “I’m sorry, was I not supposed to…? Was that just a hypothetical…I should go” and he goes to walk out. I grab his arm and pull him back. “You call that a kiss?” I ask as my hands reach up and pull his head closer. My tongue parts his lips as we interlock in an intensely passionate kiss. I feel his hand start to move up my leg and unbutton my pants. I push myself up enough to take my pants and underwear off at once. His fingers working around my wet slit. The anticipation of having something of him in me was killing me. It had been months since someone had touched me there. Suddenly with one swift movement he had 2 fingers inside me. I gasp within our kiss and let out a moan. He takes his other hand and pushes my hair out of the way, kissing down my neck.

Something came over me suddenly. “On your knees young man” I demand. “Yes Lisa” he replies. “While were in here, you will call me Miss Stafford thank you” I bark at him. “Yes Miss Stafford” he replied with a smile as he goes down. I put my legs on his shoulders. “Let’s see if that mouth is as smooth as your words” he teases me, kissing my legs up and down, coming so close to my longing love hole but not touching. I’m getting turned on by being the dominant bossy one, but it’s hard not to beg him to just lick me already. I grab him by the hair. “Lick it” I almost yell at him. He puts his hands on my well-trimmed bush and I feel his tongue flick over my clit. “Oh God” I cry. It’s amazing, he is over half my age yet can use his tongue better than anyone I have ever had. It wasn’t long before I was pulling his hair. His fingers ran in and out, mouth sucking and licking at my clit. It was all happening, I was about to have possibly the biggest orgasm of my life, and I hadn’t even felt his cock.

Just as I was about to explode, we hear a door close. Someone’s here. I look at the time. 8am? We had been fooling around for close to an hour and a half, but it felt like 5 minutes. I look down at Jay, his mouth glistening. I jump up and pull my pants back up, not bothering with the underwear. Jay sits back down over the other side just as one of my young girls Mel rounds the corner. I get a sticky note and write my number on it. “Everyone is gone by 5:30. Come back at 6 tonight, we will continue this job interview then” I say acting casual.

Jay walks out and the day begins, I go to collect my panties only to realise I can’t find them. Suddenly my phone goes off. “Thanks for the memento, ill keep these until tonight” he sent with a picture of my Panties in his hand. That little sneak. All day I was wet, needing to be fixed, my fingers never got me close. I was watching the clock all day. It got to 5:45, the office was empty so I had about 15 minutes to prepare myself, when my phone buzzed again. “Its Jay, I have a deal, I’m not coming back tonight. You have seen my skillset and some of what I can offer, if you feel you would like to hire me, then I will come in tomorrow morning and demonstrate the rest of what I can offer you” that little prick, making me wait, teasing me like that. Smart boy. Luckily I spoke to my boss and got quick approval already that day. “Ill see you at 6am tomorrow” I sent him. Now I just had to get through the next 12 hours without thinking about him….see how that goes.


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