Millie's house

We stay at the viewpoint for a bit longer, but my mind is now 100% focuses on Millie's big tits and hoping that she will be up for a bit of more action than last time.

It is getting a bit windy, and as neither of us has a jacket we start to walk back, but not before I notice Millie is getting cold as her nipples are now pushing out through her t-shirt.

Talking and laughing, we walk back to my car, and we drive back to Millie's house. When we get there, Millie spots her daughter Ashley's car outside. I propose we can go to my dorm room instead, but Millie does not seem keen on that I can tell from her facial expression, but she says:

"Sneaking boys into my house to make out with them makes me feel like I am the teenager of the house" then she starts laughing. Her laugh is contagious, so I start laughing to, but in my head I wish she had said "fuck" rather than "make out".

Millie tells me to be quiet, and we walk in the front door in silence. Millie whispers in my ear: "Great, Ashley is in her room with her door closed." She points me towards some stairs, and as I walk down them I get to the same downstairs area I was with Millie at last time.

I take a seat at the exact same place on the corner sofa I sat in the first time I was there, and think to myself: "Round 2, let's hope this one does not get interupted like the first one".

I hear mumbled voices from upstairs, and I figure it is Millie talking to her daughter, and after a while I hear footsteps on the stairs and Millie comes downstairs and sits down on the sofa next to me.

We talk for a bit, but the conversation feels a bit strained. Then Millie says:

"Matt, how old are you?"

"I am 22" I reply.

"And how old do you think I am?" Millie asks.

"You look to be in your early 30s, but since you have two daughters in college I would have to guess older" I reply, trying to both avoid the question and pay her a compliment.

"Well, thank you for that, sugar. A woman never tells her age, but I will tell you that I am 44, so I am exactly twice your age." Millie says.

"Age is just a number Millie" I try replying.

"What is it that attracts you to me Matt?" Millie asks.

I rattle of the usual list that she is smart, got a good sense of humour, that she is attractive, that I enjoy being with her.

Millie interrupts me, and asks:

"And what first made you attracted to me Matt, and this is an honesty test, so do not lie."