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Previously, I had met Sharon, a gorgeous sexy blonde older married woman during my mid-twenties at a barbeque. We had chatted, flirted, and danced together.I had given her my number, and 2 weeks later we went for a drink. Afterwards, I had given her a lift home. She had told me to pull over before getting her back to her husband, to give me an amazing blowjob in the back seat.Needless to say, I was desperate to see this sexy MILF again.*A week later we met again at the same bar, had a few drinks again, and again she asked me to give her a lift home. I of course, jumped at the chance.On the way back to her place, without asking, I turned off into the country lane she had taken me to before.?Jon, where are you taking me?? she giggled, ?I hope you?re not going to stop here and take advantage of my good nature.??I absolutely am,? I said. She reached over and felt the growing bulge in my boxer shorts.I pulled over into ?our spot? on this deserted lane. Again we got into the back seat.I took off her blouse, and got to grips with her great tits. I was a bit more dominant this time, boosted with some confidence from our last encounter, plus the fact she had said she liked being told what to do.I whipped out my hard cock, gently took her head in my hands, and guided her lips to the head of my cock. She eagerly began sucking me, getting me very worked up. Again I attempted to pull at her panties, but she resisted me.Once again she told me to relax, and come whenever and wherever I wanted. Damn, I really thought I was going to get to fuck her tonight. But it seemed like that wasn?t going to happen.Still, worse things happen at sea. I was getting sucked off by a gorgeous busty married woman, whose goal in life right now was to make me come. I couldn?t really complain.Eventually the inevitable occurred, and I pulled my cock out of her warm sexy mouth, and shot my load over her big tits. Ataşehir Escort (http://www.viviescort.com/) She attempted to clean herself up with a tissue. I asked whether her husband would suspect anything when she went home.?Well?" she said, giggling. But she made no attempt to explain. I just shrugged it off, and got dressed.I drove her home as before, and waited at the end of her street while she walked back to her house so it looked to her husband she was coming from the train station. Once she was safe inside I speed off. She had said she was looking forward to seeing me again soon when we said our goodbyes, giving me a quick kiss and a feel of the slowly returning bulge in my jeans.Driving home, I did feel a bit disappointed again that I hadn?t got to fuck her this time. I wondered what she was getting out of it, giving me blowjobs on the way home to her husband. I decided to make sure something more happened next time.Another week or so had passed since I had seen Sharon. We had exchanged a few flirty texts, but I was always careful to send them during office hours, as she could read and respond to them at work without her husband Chris knowing.She as yet hadn?t mentioned when we might meet up again, so I texted her asking if she was busy on the weekend. She said she was busy, but could meet up on Monday evening, again ?for a drink?.Around 9pm I was sat waiting in the same local bar we had met before, this was becoming ?our place?. Then I saw Sharon arrive, she looked amazing in a tight short black mini-skirt, and a lovely tight green top showing off a bit more lovely cleavage than before. It looked like maybe she had been to the salon to have her hair done too.She came over with a big smile and gave me a hug and a kiss on the lips. She always smelled great too. I was already getting a hard on.So we sat and chatted for a while, her hand resting on my arm. I Ataşehir Escort Bayan (http://www.viviescort.com/) bought her a few drinks, but she didn?t appear to be that tipsy. Soon she said she had to go, and could I give her a lift, with a cheeky smile on her face.We both knew what that meant, a trip down lovers lane again and a blowjob for me. Absolutely lovely, but I was determined to get more. Maybe a change of scenery, and a bit more insistence from me would get me what I really wanted. I had to be careful though, I didn?t want to come across as impatient, or worse, a jerk.So we made our way to my car, and off we went. But I was soon taking a different route.?Where are we going?? Sharon enquired.?Don?t worry,? I said, ?Just a quick side trip.??Ok, but we can?t be long. I have to be back home soon or Chris will suspect something.?I pulled up outside my house. Sharon had not been here before.?Where are we?? she said.?It?s my place,? I replied, ?Come on, just for one more drink.?I thought she might protest, but she quite happily followed me into my house. I got her a drink and we sat on the sofa, chatting about my place. She seemed to like it, and started to relax.I poured her another drink, and then put my arm around her shoulder. But my hand soon found its way down to her ass. I pulled her in for a kiss, soft and gentle to begin with.But soon I was kissing her more urgently, and she reciprocated, flicking her tongue in and out, and sucking on my bottom lip.Soon her hands were unbuckling my belt and pulling my jeans down. I knew what was coming, a truly great blowjob. But I wanted more than that this time.?Sharon, stand up honey,? I said, ?Do what I say now.? I wanted to take control.She smiled and stood, as I reached for the zipper on her skirt, removing it quickly. She wore lovely tiny black panties. Damn her ass looked so fine.I stood, and pulled her Escort Ataşehir (http://www.viviescort.com/) top off over her head, revealing her great rack encased in a lovely matching black bra. I reached around and unclasped it, unleashing her great tits. I groped and pulled at them, as she did the same to my cock through my shorts.Again I kissed her, full and wet, moving to kiss her neck, she loved that. I could tell. I removed my shirt, and my jeans from around my ankles.I moved her, placing her sitting on the sofa in front of me. Sharon just wore her tiny black panties now, along with her high heels. I told her I was going to take off her panties soon, but under no circumstances was she to remove her high heels.?No problem honey, whatever you want,? she smiled, pulling my boxers down and taking my cock in her mouth.I was enjoying telling her what to do, and she seemed to respond to it. With previous girls I had been with, I had always been on a more ?equal footing? with them. This was new for me, but we were both enjoying it.?That?s it Sharon,? I said, ?You suck that cock. Suck it good.?And that she did, running her tongue up and down my shaft as she sucked me. Kissing and sucking the head, then doing the same to my balls, and then back to sucking again.?Is your husband gonna make you do this for him later?? I asked, with a grin.She smiled, beating my cock against her face. ?No, not tonight. Tonight I?m all yours,? she whispered, grinning.I knew what that meant, and told her to stand up, and get her ass upstairs. She stood with a big smile, kissing me, and then turning toward the stairs.?And what are we going to be doing up there?? she asked with the sexiest smile I?ve ever seen.I slapped her on the ass. She knew exactly what I was going to do to her upstairs. She loved being told what to do, and playing being all innocent.It made me wonder if she had cheated on her husband before. She was certainly very experienced at cock-sucking. Perhaps she had been a wild girl in her youth.I followed her amazing ass up the stairs. In just her high heels and panties she looked incredible. I loved the way she walked, those high heels accentuating her ass. I kissed her ass through her panties as she reached the top.