A redheaded milf.

It’s dark outside now, and as you walk down the sidewalk to your car an attractive redheaded woman in her early forties stops you, her eyes filled with concern.

“Are you ok, what happened?’ She says, leaning forward to get a good look at your swollen nose. You catch a whiff of her perfume, and when she pulls back a bit after examining you, her hair brushes your cheek, sending a shiver through your body. Gold hoop earrings dangle at her earlobes.

“I’m ok. I thought I said something funny to a friend of mine. She didn’t think it was funny, and hit me.”

“She must have one hell of a temper. It doesn’t look like it’s broken, but I can take you to the clinic if you’d like.”

As you pause to consider her offer, your eyes pass quickly over her. She’s tan, and has an angular face with a thin nose, full sensuous lips coated with red lipstick and twinkling green eyes surrounded by and application of mascara. Her hair is cut at medium length, and feathered back from her face. Her build is slight and thin with a medium size set of round breasts. She must be a bit chilled, because her nipples are clearly evident beneath hunter green turtleneck. Her jeans are tight and designer labeled, and if she took off the boots she was wearing on her feet she’d be a good six inches short than you are.

“No, that’s ok. Thank you anyway.” You answer. “I just have to figure out where I’m going to sleep tonight. I really don’t want to drive back to my place tonight.

Her expression changes and a slight smile crosses her lips. “So you’re not a student here at Widley?”

When you tell her that no, your going to the university she slides her arm under yours, and presses close to you.

“I’ll walk with you to your car; I’m Bonnie Schuler, by the way. I teach philosophy here at the school.”

You walk slowly towards your car, considering. Is she hitting on you, or just making sure your ok? Her boot heels click on the pavement as you walk. She is old enough to be your Mom, but she’s hot, and it doesn’t look like you’re going to be sleeping with Ellen tonight.

“You know you can stay with me tonight, if you’d like. I have an extra bedroom, and if you haven’t eaten yet, I’d be pleased to have you join me.”

Stopping beside your car you look the older woman in the eyes and wonder if she’s just trying to be nice or hot for you.