A 30-something MILF

You sent a text to Stacy right before you hopped in the shower and were pleased to see she had responded to you by the time you finished. The two of you agreed on this motel and she said she'd probably get there first, so she'd get a room and text you the number. Stacy has been on the top of the list of women you've wanted to fuck for a few weeks now and you're glad she's going to be the one to help ruin your nuptials. Truthfully, most people would consider the pictures, emails, and texts you've exchanged, cheating, but you were always able to say nothing physical happened. That won't be the case after tonight.

Just thinking about Stacy gets you hard. She's the same age as you, 36, has straight, brown hair that falls to her collar bones with bangs cut in that fall to her eyebrows, and stunning blue eyes. She's tall and thin, telling you she's 5'8", has C-cup tits, and that she likes to keep her bush neatly groomed but still long enough for her to run her fingers through. You've jerked yourself off multiple times to the pics she's sent you and she's been telling you for weeks how she wants you to fuck her in every single one of her holes; she's basically the opposite of your wife sexually.

As your cock strains against your pants, your phone lights up with the text from Stacy. Back of the motel. Room 136. it says. You pull up to the motel a few minutes later and hop out of the car, anxious to start the night.