Jane

Before I had to ring the bell again the door burst open and a woman that I had never seen before was standing before me. She was in her mid forties, had red hair with a few gray streaks, and a nice mature body. Her tits were big and full, and her hips flared out nicely from a slim waist. Her ass looked nice and tight, she was maybe a size 8 at most. She was also one of the most beautiful women that I had ever seen, her face was perfectly formed from her crystal blue eyes, high cheekbones, full lips, to her perfectly formed chin. She was drop dead gorgeous.

She broke me out of my staring by saying, "Well who are you handsome?"

Before I could stammer out a reply I heard my mother's voice, "That's my boy, John."

"John this is my new neighbor Jane Randell," my mother continued. "She and her husband just moved in next door. He is an emergency room doctor so he works late a lot. I asked her to have dinner with us. I hope you don't mind?"

"I don't mind at all," I said recovering my composure. "I just was surprised when someone I did not know answered the door."

We made idle chit-chat standing around the kitchen while my mother prepared dinner. I found myself staring at Jane's gorgeous face and body, and I thought I caught her a couple of times staring back at me. Damn she was one good looking woman.

My mother had prepared a great meal, Italian chicken and pasta, one of my favorites. Jane sat across from me, and my mother was at the end of the table between us. The wine my mother selected for dinner was perfect and the conversation excellent.

I learned that Jane's husband worked incredibly long hours leaving her home alone a great deal. I told her about my work as a stock broker, and my mother bragged for me pretty well as only a mother can. Jane drank a couple of glasses of wine, and the glow of the wine only made her more beautiful.

I was talking about a particularly complicated transaction that I was working on when I almost came out of my skin. I jumped a little and stopped talking when I felt the pressure of a foot on my cock. Someone was rubbing my crotch with their bare foot.

"Is something wrong John," my mother asked me with a concerned look on her face.

"Yes, please continue with your fascinating explanation," added Jane as she continued to rub my crotch with her bare foot.

I continued to talk for the next several minutes but I don't have any idea what I talked about. My cock was so rock hard in my pants that I thought I would die as Jane used her foot to stroke me. Finally I stopped talking, and her foot left my now painfully erect cock.

"Well I am going to clean up," my mother announced and she headed to the kitchen with the first load of dishes.

"Let me give you a hand," Jane said as she followed her into the kitchen.

I was stunned as I sat there with a boner seeping pre-cum in my pants. Usually I had to seduce the woman that I went after, and here was one begging me to go for it. I decided that I would have to proceed very carefully with the beautiful Jane to reap the maximum reward from her hot body.