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A Strawberry Scented Invitation

The elevator doors dinged open and I felt the scent hit me like a blow to the face; Strawberry. It was sweet and decadent, and it made the hair on the back of my neck bristle. My nostrils flared drinking it the tormenting scent. Somewhere on this elegant floor of offices full of businesswoman, one was waiting for me.

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Her silent, intoxicating signal on the air made my heart hammer and blood rush to my loins. I gave my head a shake to clear the light-headedness and pushed the mail cart out of the elevator, the doors dining shut behind me with finality; I knew I would not be able to leave again until I satisfied this strawberry temptress. Christina knew what she wanted and I was just the young man to satisfy her. My mouth watered as I pushed the cart through the hall and closer to her office. My nerves were on edge, my trousers were tightening and my mind was racing, visualising all the times Christina had invited me to her office. I felt a pleasurable pain contracting the muscles of my abdomen.

A Perfect MILF Dating Match

I was young, 22 and straight out of college and currently working my way up as an interned at this prestigious law firm; which meant I started at the bottom delivering the mail. This was normal and I did not mind it that much, but even I, who had ambitions to reach the top in this almost entirely female run company, could not predict how quickly I would find myself in the office of the most influential person in the firm. I had always been a little unsure about MILF dating, as it was something I had never considered, but one sexy, saucy and educational session with Christina was enough to make me wonder why I had never considered sleeping with older women before? Christina was middle-aged, divorced and a mother of two children that had already moved out of the house. With history like that she had become a natural at this sort of thing. Experience and a self-confidence in who she was made Christina know just what she wanted. Which was me. The first time she had summoned me to her office was less subtle than today. I still remember it clearly, and it made redness creep up my neck and I felt a painful pressure in my loins as I recalled the taste of her skin, the determined way she knew what she wanted and how we had sex right on her office desk. It was both educational and invigorating, and the best part of MILF Dating was there were no strings attached. In the prime of her sexuality, Christina had the experience and the self-confidence to be the perfect match for a young man like me.

A Tantalising Temptress

I pushed my mail trolley closer to the secretary’s desk, and got another whiff of that intoxicating fragrance. My cock started to throb in anticipation. Christina’s office door was ajar; we exchanged a look and I could see she felt my gaze as a physical touch and saw a tremor radiate through her. My nostrils flared and my whole body reacted. ‘Morning Connor.’ Christina’s secretary greeted. ‘Morning Olivia.’ I greeted back, turning my attention away from my luscious temptress and sifted through the envelopes, trying to focus as my blood rapidly rushed away from my brain downward. I found the appropriate mail and handed it over the curved counter to Olivia who smiled affectionately in return. Olivia was young and beautiful, with auburn hair and the ability to make her dress hike up a little too high when she sat down, but my taste ran to a more mature, self-assured and experienced woman. I thought how fortunate I had been to discover the advantages of MILF dating; of how I had walked into Christina’s office that first time and found a confident, tantalising and absolutely desirable woman who was my perfect match sexually. ‘She wants to talk to you.’ Olivia said. ‘Are you in trouble again?’ ‘Oh?’ I faked ignorance. ‘Well, maybe.’ Yeah I was in trouble – in trouble of having a clearly visible erection here in front of everyone. ‘I’ll just go in then?’ I made sure to sound worried. ‘Yes, she’s waiting for you.’ Olivia said with her own concern. I turned away from her and strode into my lover’s office. 'Shut the door.’ Christina said firmly, not looking up from her papers.I obeyed; I always obeyed. Anything she wanted I would oblige willingly and with as much enthusiasm as my muscled, young body could master. I close the door and silently turn the lock. A smile curved my lips into a hungry snarl as the room filled with the strawberry aroma.

Savouring the Pleasure

Christina looked up with her alluring eyes. She flipped her hair over her shoulder as she stood, sending another scented signal my way, making my eyes almost roll back in my head. She moved elegantly around her desk on long legs, her tight suit leaving nothing to imagination as her amble breasts peaked out over her low-cut blouse. She radiated confidence that was so alluring that it pulled me toward her, and the sight of the cloth of black velvet in her hand almost made my legs go numb. ‘Strip.’ She said in a silky commanding voice. I fumbled with my shirt buttons clumsily as Christina came closer, making my mind turn to mush and my pants bulged. She smiled. ‘Let me.’ I let her blindfold me and then stood trembling in anticipation as I felt her nimble hands moved down my shirt front, loosening the buttons frustratingly slowly, but I knew she was showing me the benefits of patience, of prolonging the pleasure.

She undid my trousers and firmly pulled out my cock and I inhaled sharply at the pleasing pain of my erection. ‘My turn,’ she said and I felt her turn and press herself against me. My sense of touch heightened by my blindfold and desire, I moved my strong arms around her and found her suit buttons. I willed myself to work slowly, popping each open in turn. I pulled her blazer off and found the clasp of her skirt. I slipped it down her silky legs and found her ample panty-less buttocks press into me.

I reached forward and undid her blouse, slipping it off her slender arms and letting it fall to the floor. I savouring the touch of her warm skin, I glided my hand across the curve of her hip to her stomach, feeling the tightening of her own muscles; her willingness. I slid into her from behind and felt her completely envelope me, and I knew we were perfectly matched sexually. I inhaled her strawberry scent and I thrust forward as Christina turned her hips in response and moaned in pleasure.

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