Seduction

True story from my time as a car salesman

I was working as a manager at a small used car lot. I was married for only three months, but actually we lived together for two years before that. Anyway, I had sold a car to a woman named Sandy, and I was aware that she was 40 years old because I was responsible for all of the necessary paperwork related to that sale.
Now I'm 23 and I really thought she was hot. One morning, she called me up and told me that she was having some problems with the car that I had sold her. Well, then, the owner told me that it was sold as is, and that they would not be able to help her with the issue.Well, I did call her back so I could tell her the bad news, you know. After I told her that I couldn't possibly do anything to help, she then made me fully realize that she could very well lose her job. This realization really started to weigh on me, especially considering that I had been the one who sold her the car in the first place, and the fact that she was a single mother.
So, I told her, as a friend, that I'd be happy to take a look at it for her. Of course, it would be off the clock. Then I mentioned that I didn't have work the following day, just to see if that would be a good time for her.
She agreed with the plan, but she also mentioned that she might need a way to work if things didn't go as smoothly as we hoped, so I offered to take her and pick her up afterwards. She was so grateful for the help that she got choked up on the phone.
Later on that same day, I couldn't quite shake the thought of her from my mind, so I decided to call her back. I said, "Hey, it's Allen. I was thinking I could take a look at it after I finish work today." She immediately erupted with joy, thanking me profusely.
Well, it turned out I needed a few things, not really expensive, but she let me know that she wouldn't be able to get them until her next payday. It's a bit of a long story, but in the end, I managed to get the parts, and I told her that she could pay me back as soon as she's able to.
The following morning, I made my way to her residence and knocked gently on her door. Sandy answered, radiating a warm smile and offering a hug. She reiterated her heartfelt gratitude for my efforts, and it was also worth noting that she was still wearing just a short nightshirt.
Then her little girl yelled out for her, so she turned to go up her stairs. As she did, I noticed she had no panties on under her nightshirt. Damn I thought did it look good, and surprisingly, being 40 in the early 80s, her kitty was completely shaved.
Since nothing of any significance happened that morning, I took the opportunity to leave some tools at Sandy's place. This gave me a perfect excuse to come back later. It was a Saturday morning when my phone rang, and to my surprise, it was Sandy telling me that I had left some tools there.
I had mentioned to her that I'd swing by to grab them for her real quickly. However, she informed me that her mother was actually picking up her daughter at that time and didn't want to get bogged down explaining who I was to her. Instead, she told me she'd call me after they'd left.
I got the call pretty soon after, so I went right over to her apartment. And I was really happy to see that she was still wearing one of her might shirts. It was a different one than the one she wore yesterday l, and it was a little bit shorter.
Sandy took a step backward, signaling a nonverbal invitation for me to enter the room. As I moved forward, she swiftly stepped behind me, shutting the door behind me with a decisive click. This caused me to turn towards her, and now facing each other, she moved closer, her arms outstretched in a welcoming gesture of another hug.
I moved towards her with a welcoming gesture, and she responded by raising herself onto her tiptoes, extending both of her arms over my shoulders. This allowed me to reciprocate by wrapping my own arms around her waist.
As we hugged I had a very clear view of her back side in the full length mirror on the door. As her arms stretched out and landed across my shoulders, it caused her to shift her position, revealing in the mirror behind her that she was once again wearing nothing more than her nightshirt.
She stretched out her arms even more, then leaned in close to whisper in my ear, asking, "Would you be open to joining me for a quick cup of coffee before you head out?"
I won't deny that I lingered for a while holding her close, deeply appreciating the view reflected in the mirror. Eventually, I told her that I would definitely be happy to.
As I trailed after her towards the kitchen, she paused briefly while squatting down to pick up a toy that her daughter had left lying on the floor, accidentally revealing the lower portion of her ass.
As Sandy was pouring our coffee for us, she casually mentioned to me that she had a loose leg on her nightstand that she was planning on trying to fix while her daughter was with her grandma. Well, naturally, I offered to take a look at it for her if she wanted me to.
nitially, she told me that she wasn't able to, explaining that she felt I had already done more than enough. I assured her with absolute certainty that I would be more than happy to help. After a moment of hesitation, she eventually yielded to my offer, and then she inquired if I was truly certain that it wouldn't cause her me any trouble.
I stood and told her to lead the way. I followed close behind her, walking up her stairs, definitely enjoying the view from her sleep shirt.
We reached the top of the stairs, Sandy stumbled and fell forward, causing me to bump into her, which forced her completely onto the floor. She spun to land on her back, placing me in a very awkward position between her lips with her very beautiful pussy in my face.
It took every ounce of my willpower not to simply devour her kitty the moment it was in he's from my mouth, but I managed to stand up and help her up instead.
It appeared that she had injured her leg, so I assisted her with getting to her bedroom and then helped her to sit comfortably on her bed.
I offered to get some ice or something for her, but she just shook her head no, still remaining silent. After a moment of silence, she finally managed to whisper a thank you.
For what I asked, she went on to say, "I know what you really wanted to do, but you didn't take advantage of the situation." I told her, "Yeah, it was really hard not to."
Her eyes went to my crotch and said I can see that. Then she asked, "Would doing this make it easier for you?" As she scooted further onto her bed, she then sat up, pulling her shirt off before laying back down with her knees up and her legs parted. I moved in to kiss her pussy, telling her, "It definitely lets me know it's okay to do this," as I parted the beautiful lips of her pussy.
Sandy purred, "I've never had anyone kiss me there like that before. Mmm, ooh, yes!"
After she came, I did not stop until she came again. Sandy said, "Wow, between breaths, she continues saying, 'Oh, God, NO ONE has ever made me come doing that before!'"
I responded to her by telling her that she tastes just as good as she looks.
She began to set up, and then she tugged on my hand, letting me know that she wanted me to lie on my back. As she did so, she immediately went straight for my belt, telling me, "It's my turn."
Just before she put my cock in her mouth, she said, "I don't spit."
Her tongue and lips felt so great on my cockl. I moaned, "Oh God, you feel so good, oh yes, Sandy."
She moved with a deliberate slowness and a captivating delicacy, each movement carefully considered to heighten the sensations for me. Sensing my hesitation and restraint, she spoke directly to me, saying, "Come for me, baby. We'll find a reason for you to visit again."
That's all it took; hearing her tell me to come in her mouth. My tongue swelled up, making it stiffer. I told her I'm going to come, Sandy, oh God, I'm coming. I screamed, "Yesss!" as I began feeling Sandy's four explosive streams into her mouth.panting I told her that was the best head I've ever had.