The Wanted Man.

 The Wanted Man. The Wanted Man.

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Summary

Milf , looking for a one night stand..

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Milf , looking for a one night stand..

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Submitted: July 29, 2012

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I remember the first time I met him. He literally took my breath away for a second. I had to look away, as to not have my flushed face noticed by others in the room, he looked so yummy and hot I couldn’t not look at him. We were finally introduced and when I looked in to his eyes I knew what I wanted right then and there. I want him all of him and I wasn’t going to go home empty handed this time. We made small talk but the room was full and loud. We could hardly hear what the other ways saying. So I excused myself and went to the ladies room, only to plot my next move. I left him holding my drink, my usual jack and coke. It’s meant as a man’s drink, but it impresses them when you tell them you’re drinking it. So I thought for a moment how can I get this man alone. Hardly a man, he was 15 years younger than I was. But he was making my panties so wet! 
I strolled across the room wearing a tight dress and high pumps that made my legs look really long. He motioned to me to move outside, it was a bit chilly and I had purposely not worn a bra. You could see my nipples standing a mile high. I tried to ignore them he noticed which were the point. He told me he owned a cattle ranch in Texas, which I had already known because I had seen him at parties like these before and had my eye on him the whole time once during dinner. He was so tall and built; every muscle came through his dress shirt. It was tantalizing and hard not to stare. We talked in more lame terms about our life and what our goals were and how many kids I had and how many he didn’t have. He said he was waiting for the right person, in some small way I was wishing by the looks of him it was gonna be me for the night. We started getting closer to each other but my feet were starting to kill me in the shoes I was wearing. He says” hey you want to get out of here and go somewhere less formal?” I said “sure what did you have in mind cowboy?” He tells me of this place and we go together. This is not usually my style since I have kids I like it cut and dry, I usually take my own car and meet the guy at the hitch, but he was all right and he had an ease that made me comfortable with him. We talked some more and ate some late night dinner at this diner that the decor was crappy as hell, but the food was the best there was for nearly midnight. By this point we have reached each other’s life stories and ex’s and high school.  I told him it might be time for this old lady to hit the hay. He laughs and said “your only 22 why is the night so late and not so young.  I guess he figured I was about his age, but I had to inform him. Sweetie I am about to be 40. You could tell he was a little shocked, he said so I am about to be 25. I guess in men’s terms that are old? I said. He said honest to god I thought you were my age and you don’t look about 40. I giggled and thanked him for the complement.  He said you haven’t lived yet that’s all that means. He made me laugh and he scooted in the seat next to me, took my hand and kissed it. Here I go creaming my panties over him again. We both look at each other and he leans in and kisses me, and we begin making out like to love sick twenty year olds in public. He pushes my hair back from my face and says that was nice. I blush and said yes it nice.  We linger on some more nice kissing and the waitress comes over and hands our check wanting us to leave I would guess. So he gets up and pays for our meal and I head to the ladies room to clean up my wet panties. I contemplate throwing them out and decided to anyway. Its only one pair. I tossed them in paper in the trash.  We got in his truck and started making out again. This time he went for the boob and was grabbing at them and rubbing the nipples threw the material.  They got hard quick, and I moaned in his mouth with each flick of his fingers on them. I was running my nails down this neck and back and biting his lip to come up for air. He smelled so good almost too good and the race to get to his place was on, or so I thought. He pushed me back and said I don’t want you to think I only want you for one night Im not that type of man. I licked my lips and I looked at his rock hard bulge in his pants. I was blushing again. He said this isn’t the first time we have met, he lifted my chin to his lips and started kissing me all over with more passion then a dirty erotic story. All I could say was I want you to respect me. We kissed and fondled each other more, but so far it wasn’t going any farther.it was four in the morning and the dark night sky was starting to fade. We pushed back away from each other because the hunger of sex was starting to affect us, he said I’ll take you back to your car, alright I said.  He kissed me deeply one more time before putting the truck in gear. We arrived at my PoS car and he helped me out of the truck. He opened the door and made sure I got in ok and closed the door I rolled down the window we didn’t say much exchanged numbers, then something he said struck me and I asked him. What did you mean when you said we have met before. He smiled and said we run in to each other and I noticed you looking at me at other parties and when you weren’t looking I was looking at you. So I guess you would call that stolen glances, I said. I giggled and he leaned in the car door and kissed me one last time. He got in the truck and drove away, I paused and leaned my head on my stearing wheel perplexed. With a long sigh I started the car and drove home. I got into bed about 5 am. When I woke up there was a text from him that said. Did you dream about me? Cause all I can do is think about you beautiful. I squealed like a love sick teenager and the kids came rushing in to see if I was ok. After a suring them I was fine and I just kicked something I took a shower and I looked in the mirror, my lips wear very swollen and my nipples were very sore. So I sent him a picture message with my swollen lips. He sent one back of the scratches on his neck. I sent one back that said LOL Sorry!. He said don’t be that he was busy and would message me later. I headed into the shower and my day of mommy can I’s and time seemed to fly by.
 


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