Wendy Hot Wife and the Young Stud

It’s been tough dealing with the sex. Your husband isn’t enough for you anymore. You still love him and don’t want it to end but you also have needs. Needs that need to be helped. And if he isn’t going to do it, someone else has. You love your toys as well but you urge to feel skin on skin. It hasn’t been easy for you either since you get eye fucked all day long by these young boys. They have all of this hot teen ass they could be going for but they cannot get their eyes off you. Something about your confidence, how you hold yourself. It doesn’t hurt that you have a rockin bod and you work hard to maintain it. Everyone can see that. These 19-22 year olds with their tight bodies and insatiable appetite for sex. They just want to fuck. Who else better to fuck than the sexy woman they cant get out of their heads.

Your dirty mind has been going crazy lately now that you are working from home. You have an entire house to entertain these troubled k**s. You help them with their decisions for life. You undress them with your eyes and wonder how big their cocks are. Little do you know they undress you with their eyes and have much dirtier thoughts.

One day this one student who was having some issues asked if you could help him out. You obviously couldn’t say no because it was your job. You also couldn’t say no because this particular student and yourself have given each other flirtatious looks from day 1. Just now he is old enough to actually do something about it.

It was as normal a day as any. You dressed professional but also wore those bright red high heels that you knew he would look at, then would follow your sexy legs up and hopefully get his imagination going.

He called you earlier than you thought. You confused him by saying don’t knock on the door until the blinds up stairs are pulled to the side. You knew what you were doing but he didn’t. Once your husband left you ran upstairs with excitement. Hoping the day was going to go the way you want it to. It was only minutes after you pulled the blinds aside you heard a knock at the door. Your adrenaline was pumping and your pussy was getting wet thinking what could happen.

Answering the door you were surprised to see he wasn’t wearing a shirt. His excuse was that it was hot out, which it was. You could see the sweat on his younger body and couldn’t help but think about ripping his pants off and blowing him right there with the door open for your neighbors to see. But patience is a virtue.

You invited him in sounding a little flustered. And you asked if he wanted something to drink. He said he wasn’t thirsty but thanked you. You brought him into the living room and sat down on the couch and talked for over an hour about his choices and options.