Jessica Takes It All

My wife worked in the mall in a popular retail store where she sold make-up. I would often come to visit her and one of the reasons I came so often is because 90% of all the girls she worked with were really hot. They often told my wife that they thought I was a cute guy and they would flirt with me when I came in. There was one women in particular that I was most attracted to and her name was Jessica. As you may already know, I am especially attracted to older ladies. Jessica was about 47 years old but she looked much younger and was very beautiful.

I will do my best to describe her although I probably won’t do her any justice. She was about 5’7″ and pretty slender with black hair which was always fixed nicely. She always dressed up really well for work and she usually wore a silky, button-up blouse that covered her tits very snuggly and would often show some cleavage. Her tits were definitely a full C cup which were pretty perky for her age and ever so often you could see her large nipples poking through. Her stomach was flat leading down to her crotch. She would either always wear a pair of black dress pants or a black skirt. It didn’t matter what she wore because her legs looked good no matter what. They were a work of art which captivated my attention whenever I was around her. She always wore a pair of high heels, usually open-toe, to compliment her gorgeous body. Her feet were well taken care of and looked soft and moist to touch. Her legs were the same. They were long, silky-smooth, and were just begging to be rubbed and kissed. They went up to a firm, round ass which was just the right size, and you knew she would be awesome to fuck doggy style.

Every time I came to see my wife, Jessica was usually there and was always really nice and flirty to me. I often flirted back, even in front of my wife, because I knew she would never suspect me of wanting to fuck Jessica being that she was 47. She couldn’t have been more wrong. I would have fucked her without thinking twice. I was tortured every time I came to the mall with thoughts of the dirty, sexual deeds I would do to Jessica, but I would never take the chance of hitting on any of my wife’s friends because it was too risky. Well that would soon change.

Me and my wife ended up getting divorced which was a nightmare. Since the divorce, I hardly ever went to the mall and it had been probably six months since I had seen Jessica. One day, I was lonely and very horney and got to thinking about her. I decided that since I was a free man, I was going to go to the mall and ask Jessica out on a date. I knew she wasn’t married so I figured I would have a pretty good chance. I got dressed up really nice, put some cologne on, and headed to the mall. I was a little nervous on the way there, thinking of what I was going to say to her. I walked in the mall and started down the escalator. At the bottom, Jessica came into sight from a distance, and I slowly started walking to her. Man, was she looking good too. She was wearing a black, knee length skirt showing off her sexy tanned legs which didn’t need any panty hose. She also had high heels on making her calf muscles flex a little extra and her legs glistened in the fluorescent light. Across her luscious tits was a silky, white, button-up blouse and over that was a black suit jacket that she was wearing.

I stared at her the whole time I was walking to her and eventually she caught my eye and smiled as she started to walk toward me. She looked excited to see me and embraced me in a hug and said ” Its so good to see you!” I told her it had been a while and that she was looking really good. She thanked me and smiled while she grabbed my arm and we started to take a walk. ” I’m going on break” she said as we left the store and walked away chit chatting as she asked how I was doing. When she asked what I was doing in the mall, I told her ” I came to see you, babe.” She looked a bit supprised as I told her that she was a very beautiful and sexy women and that for the longest time I had wished I could just take her out on a date, but I couldn’t because I was married and my wife was your friend. I told her that now since I am divorced, I was going to take her out for a date. She smiled while staring into my eyes and said “okay, where are we going.” I was so excited that she had said yes, I told her we will do whatever she wants to do. After some thought, she just wanted me to take her out to a really nice restaurant after work for dinner and a few drinks. We both agreed and I left with plans to pick her up at 7:00 P.

I was hoping she would wear something really nice that night and did she ever.