1. Divorced Mom


    Date: 2/28/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 42.9, Source: sexstories.com

    to the pool house and open the door where the filter system is located. Teresa is startled by my presence but suddenly realized that I was her ex-husband's boss. I had not noticed her lying there and suddenly Teresa realized that she is very exposed and uncovered in this little "private-time" bikini she is wearing. Her towel is across the path on the other side of the pool and she is afraid to draw my attention to her near naked body. She lay there quietly, hoping that I would leave without noticing her. Just as she thought she would be saved by my 'all business' attitude, I walked around the corner suddenly looking over directly at her in her chair. She froze in her place and didn't say a word. She hoped I would ignore her or even think she is sleeping behind her dark sunglasses. But it seems that her luck had run out. " Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there," I said as I put down my briefcase and walked over to her. She is conscious of my size as I stood over her and extended my hand. " I'm John. Your ex- husband wanted me to come by with a check for you." I said as my eyes begin to take in all the exposed flesh she had on display in front of me. Having little choice, she took my hand. I held it a bit too long as my big hand felt the soft oily skin on her palm. " I see you are all buttered up. It's a great day for being out in the sun." I rub my hands together as if using the oils on them as my eyes rested on her low cut top. She sees me admiring her tits as they were pushed ...
    up in the skimpy material. Then I suddenly press her back full length on to the chair, my lips on hers, my hands on her breasts, she is very surprised and it is a moment before she starts to resists. She tries to mumble something about what was I doing, and I said she should keep her voice down so as not to wake the neighbors. This silenced her, but by now she had awakened to her situation, and begin seriously to resist. She starts bucking her legs, trying to throw me off her. But it was no contest. I am 6'4" and weigh over 200 pounds. I'm over a two foot taller then than Teresa, and I'm easily twice her weight. She is not going to be winning any wrestling matches. I easily pin down both her legs with one of mine, and I use my left leg to brace myself on the chair. She presses her hands against my chest in a vain attempt to push me off, which I found humorous. I grab both her wrists in one hand and pull her arms above her head. She looks so beautiful laying there by the pool, her long black hair framing her lovely face. Her expression is one of complete disbelief. " Oh John please don't do this. You can't, you can't! Oh stop! Please! Please, please stop right now!" I move my hand holding her two wrists so that it is over her mouth, making her speech turn to urgent whispered mutterings. " Mmmmmph! MMMMMMMMMMPH!" her mouth worked madly under my hand, as I begin to remove her bikini. Perhaps she had been expecting I would go for her breasts, first. I mean, that is how foreplay ...
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