Getting a soda and something better

Tuesday 7:30pm.

Following Mrs Crane round the side of her house, back into her kitchen she goes to her refrigerator and bends over showing you a ass of a twenty year old you swear not one of a nearly sixty year old. "I have some juice or is their something else I can get for you she asks in a husky voice", ok what is going on here did I accidently touch her skin at some point you think, but no she never came near to me so why is she coming onto me like this you think. Turning around she has somehow undone her blouse and is showing you her tits," Johnathan I want an honest answer from you Mr Crane brought me these for my 45th birthday do you think I need to have then checked or redone".

Right I see were this is going " Mrs Crane or can I call you Darla you have no need to flash me why do you want me". Darla looks at you crooks her head and nods down stairs to the front of your pants, you realise their is a clear outline of your cock. Pulling her blouse closed she starts to realise this is not going to go how she thought "Johnathan I saw that and was under the impression oh my god I am so sorry I miss read the situation please do not tell your mother she will kill me".

Completely panicking now it is amusing to watch so you do the only thing to set things straight, you reach forwards and pull her onto an embrace and kiss her whilst squeezing her ass, "as I said earlier you look 45 but those breasts still look like they belong to a 35 year old", taking her by the waist you spin her round and bend her over her kitchen counter, removing her skirt and panties in quick succession you slide into her and cause her to give a little yelp of surprise before slowly sliding back and fourth in to her pussy bringing her to orgasm quickly, you start to speed up moving harder and faster, Darla screams" that's it fuck me fuck me harder boy make this old lady cream" not to disappoint you bring her to orgasm again before cumming deep inside her unprotected and not caring knowing she is past the age of having children womb.

Pulling out of Darla pussy she lowers herself to a chair as she mumbles thank yous over and over, "thank you for making me feel young again Johnathan you had better get back home or Cherie will get worried also we can keep this between just you and me yes", "no problem I wont tell a soul unless you want me too", having already issued a command or two to let her feel ok about this and not to worry. Pulling up your pants you then grab a soda can pour half of it in the sink and leave just in case anyone else is putting out their trash, Darla smiles at that little idea and waves you good bye as you leave by the front door saying if she need any more help just call.