Slip Into Catherine

Catherine was getting ready in the bathroom as she prepared for her catch up day out with her friends. It'd been a while since the three of them had gotten together, the stresses of work and motherhood taking their tolls on their social lives. Hopefully a good coffee and catch up would be the remedy to any recent woes they might of had.

As Catherine fixed her makeup in the mirror, she heard the familiar sound of loud, unpleasant music coming from down the hallway. Groaning, she ceased her beauty routine for a moment as she leaned out of the door.

"Kayla!...KAYLA!"

"What?!" Came a reply from down the hall as the music reduced a few decibels.

"Keep it down please, you'll get us a noise complaint" Catherine pleaded her daughter. For a moment, there was no reply, making her wonder if her daughter had heard her. However a brief "Phh, whatever" told her that Michaela was indeed listening. For now at least.

Shaking her head, Catherine returned to the mirror as she fixed the last of her lipstick.
"Honestly, I have no idea where that girl has gets her attitude from" she complained to herself. As she applied the final touches however, something else suddenly caught her attention. A brief chill brushed over her, almost like a miniature artic blast.

Feeling the chill rush over her, she shook from the cold and looked over to the window, thinking it may have been open. To her surprise however, it was shut tight. And the weather outside was pretty balmy for this time of year.

'That's weird' she thought to herself, ready to up and leave without any more delays. Before she could act on those intuitions however, the chill came back. And this time, whatever it was seemed to pierce right through her back. Whilst she shook on the outside, it felt like her body ceased to function as it, like her mind, became detached from nervous system. It wasn't long before she blacked out, losing all sense and sight as a foreign presence took control.

On the outside however, her head arched up again as an unfamiliar grin spread across her face. Turning back to the mirror, her manicured hands took two meaty handfuls of her generous bust.

"Nice to see you again hot stuff" she addressed herself, chuckling lowly at the change in circumstance. Of course, this wasn't Catherine in control anymore. Rather her new neighbour upstairs.

"Aww, you got all dolled up for me. You shouldn't have" Jonny teased as he admired his hosts appearance. She was wearing a nice red and white dress that finished around her lower thigh. It cut into a 'v' at the neck, but not enough to display as much cleavage as Jonny would have liked.

"If you've got it Catherine, you should flaunt it" he jibed her with her own voice, pulling the neckline down to expose some more of her lovely breasts.
"This'll work for now though I guess".

Looking into her mind, he delved into her plans for the day. A trip to the mall was on the cards, to meet some friends for a coffee no doubt.
"Hmm, more milfs. Sounds like fun to me" 'Catherine' purred.

Her friend's in waiting were both a little older than her, but certainly not without their charms. The first was Karen, the oldest of the group at 43. Whilst she may have shown the odd wrinkle and the slightest pudge on the stomach from motherhood, it didn't detract from the fact that the rest of her was still pretty banging. Sizeable tits, lovely legs, frizzy black hair and a cute smile gave her an allure than perked Jonny's curiosity.

The final, but by no means least appealing, member of the group, was Fiona. At 40, she could have quite easily been mistaken for a woman in her mid twenties. Her toned, lean body was a sight to behold. She too was certainly no slouch in the chest department either. Her look was capped off by a gorgeous smile, deep brown eyes and should length black hair. In short, she was stunning.

"Damn baby, she might have beaten you to the biggest milf title" Jonny laughed.
"Don't worry though, I'll make sure she's loving your body just as much as me pretty soon".

Straightening herself up, 'Catherine' gathered up her bag and slipped on a comfortable pair of flats as she prepared to leave. However, the sound of music again from down the hall made her remember she needed to say her goodbyes. Jonny grinned from behind her face as he sauntered her body towards Michaela's room.

"Ugh, what now mom?" Her unimpressed daughter groaned as she saw her mother appear in her doorway.

"Oh nothing, just letting you know I'm headed out" 'Catherine' told her, casually looking at her nails as she paid her daughter's attitude no mind.
"Make sure you do your studies. And no friends over again while I'm out".

"We're study partners though?" Michaela tried to cleverly quip.

"Phh, I'm not having that. I was young once too you know" her mother replied. Her glance rose to meet her daughter on the bed. It almost seemed to linger a little too long...and not on her face either.

"Finneee, I'll get it done myself I guess" Michaela sulked as she went back to her phone.

"Good" Jonny replied as he turned to leave, muttering something under his breath.
"Be a good girl and I might fuck you again later".

"What was that?" Michaela asked, not hearing what her mother had said.

"Nothing! See you later" her mom cheerily replied, grabbing her handbag from the side and headed for the door.