1. Sara

    Date: 6/16/2022, Categories: Fiction Your Stories Author: Megan Burman, Source: SexStories-Hot

    I had been working as a cook in a nursing home when I met Steve. I wasn’t a virgin but I hadn’t had many lovers. I suppose I had always been a bit choosy. I was glad to have left college and be earning enough to rent my own flat. I was cooking the resident’s lunch one day when I saw the delivery van pull up. I thought it would be old Reg as usual, but the man I set eyes upon wasn’t Reg it was Steve. He was so good looking I felt a funny feeling inside.
    “Lay a place for me that food smells good” he said
    “Oh hello,where’s Reg?” I said
    “Oh he’s on holiday, I’m doing his job for the next two weeks”
    “I’ll look forward to seeing you next week then”
    After he left my heart was pounding and I couldn’t get him out of my mind. That night I dreamt about him and woke with my pussy soaked. I knew I had to have him. I had never had to chat up anyone before and wasn’t sure how to go about it. The next week seamed to take ages to pass but finally the day came when Steve was due to do his delivery I squeezed my ample 34D breasts into an old 32C half cup bra. When I saw the van pull up I undid the top two buttons of my overall. It was so brazen but I didn’t care. When I saw him I could feel myself getting wet and my nipples forced themselves out of my ridiculously small bra. My breasts quivered at the beat of my pounding heart.
    “Hello” I stammered
    “Hello” he replied, his eyes twinkling as he eyed my ripe breasts
    “Oh sorry I didn’t realise it was undone” I said doing up one of the ...
    ... buttons
    “Oh please don’t apologise. If your cooking tastes half as good as it smells you must be a brilliant cook.”
    “You’ll have to come round to my flat for a meal”
    “That sounds good”
    “How about tomorrow night”
    “That would be fine”
    I gave him my address and felt so excited. The next day was my day off and I went shopping for ingredients and also bought an incredibly sexy dress. I prepared the meal had a shower and put the dress on it was the shortest dress I had ever worn with a plunging neckline. I sat with a glass of wine waiting for him to arrive. I felt so naughty, my nipples stood erect like golf tees on my braless boobs My G string was already saturated with my love juice I couldn’t stop myself from playing with my protruding clitoris. When the doorbell rang I could hardly stand, my legs turned to jelly. When I saw him I felt so fucking horny.
    I hardly ate any of the meal I had cooked. I made the excuse that cooking had taken away my appetite, but the truth was I had butterflies in my stomach and couldn’t wait to have him inside of me. After the meal I opened another bottle of wine and joined him on the sofa.
    “That was a lovely meal” he said
    “Don’t you think I deserve a kiss for it”
     I said feeling hornier by the minute. He turned and kissed me long and passionately. As we kissed I straddled his lap. His hands cupped my swollen breasts and his thumbs teased my aching nipples. I wriggled frantically on his lap and was just about to undo his jeans when his strong ...