I saw her standing with her back to me, at the Macy's fragrance counter. Tall and curvy, in a tight gray pencil skirt and a white blouse, with black high heels. Her hair was a light blonde bob with platinum streaks. She looked at me as I walked past, and I caught my breath. She was perhaps 45 or so, with an air of mature elegance. Her skin was tanned a golden brown, with dark eyes with lots of mascara and full light pink lips. Her white blouse tightly contained huge tits, with lots of ravishing cleavage.
I tore my stare away from her and stopped at the counter, about ten feet away from her, and looked in the direction of the colognes. I had to laugh; I obviously wasn't really looking at anything. I was just trying to think of something, anything to say. She glanced at me, sprayed a scent on her wrist and held it to her nose, and we exchanged smiles. I decided to approach her.
"Hello," I said, giving her a lopsided grin. I had no idea what I was going to say.
"Well, good afternoon." she replied, with a flirtatious smile. She was obviously at least a little interested.
"Have you found anything you like?" I asked. She nodded, and lifted her manicured hand towards me. I leaned and sniffed her wrist. Flowers and faint fruit, and her long nails were beautifully manicured. She was wearing a couple of huge diamond rings.
"Gorgeous," I said. It was, too. "I like that scent, a lot."
"Then I'll have to take this," she smiled, handing the sample to the salesgirl.
In a moment we were walking together through Macy's. Her name was Kate. Up close and outdoors, her eyes were even more dazzling, light brown that really popped with her glowing dark golden brown skin. I carried her bags.
"What did you buy?" I asked her.
"Presents for me," she laughed. "Louboutins, some panties, bath bombs." I laughed in return. "I did buy a gift certificate for my daughter, so I wasn't completely self-indulgent."
"Of course not. But there's nothing wrong with being self-indulgent sometimes."
"And what were you looking for?" asked Kate. "Didn't you buy anything?"
"I really came in here looking for something for my sister," I shrugged. "But I didn't get very far in my search.."
"You were distracted?" she asked, smiling at me.
"Very much," I replied. "I'll have to try again tomorrow!"
We walked out into the mall parking lot, and approached a dark green Benz coupe while we talked. Kate was married to a cardiologist, and had three kids. Her daughters were 21 and 19, and her son was 16.
"And here we are," chirped Kate. "I can't thank you enough for helping me with my bags."
"What are you doing with the rest of your afternoon?" Kate gave me a sideways look. I wasn't sure if she was really interested, or just casually flattered by a young man who was apparently obsessed with her.
"Just driving home. My kids will be home in a few hours. Then making dinner for them and my husband." I nodded.
"Of course," I said, and put Kate's bags in the back seat of her Mercedes. That didn't sound promising, after all.
"It was very nice to meet you," she said. She gave me another dazzling smile. I was standing between her and her open door. Kate put her arm on my bicep and squeezed.
"It was really nice to meet you too," I answered, and stepped forward. I decided on the spot that it was the bicep squeeze that made the difference. I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips. Surprised, she twisted her head to one side.
"Oh, no.." she protested. "I'm married, and I really have to go home..." she stuttered.
"I know," I said. "You're married, and if you're not interested I won't press you."
I took her hand and put it on the thick bulge in my boxer briefs that ran down my leg. For a few moments Kate was silent, her hand resting on my cock.
"I-I-II ca-can't..." She didn't know how to react. "I'm very, um, so flattered, but..."
"You can if you want to, and I desperately want you to," I whispered, leaning close to her face.
"I don't know," she began, and paused. But when I kissed those plump lips again, I felt her tongue slide between my lips. When my arm wrapped around her, she melted into my body.
"Sorry," I whispered into her ear. "But I have to have you. Now." I kissed her again, and our tongues lashed against each other passionately. Kate's arms wrapped around my neck. She was all in, and an electric charge ran through my body. A car honked as it passed.
"We're in public," she whispered, suddenly aware, looking around the busy parking lot.
"Let's get a room. Please," I pleaded. I kissed her neck, and a low moan came from Kate's throat. I gave her neck a series of kisses, making my way down to that full gorgeous bosom. Her scent was intoxicating!
"Don't leave a mark, sweetheart," she said, and pulled back. She looked wildly around the parking lot again, but her hand was now stroking my thick cock through my pants.
"Get in the car," I whispered. "I'll drive. We'll be there in a few minutes."
Fifteen minutes later, we were in our room at the Radisson. Kate was on her knees, pulling my boxer briefs down and freeing my thick cock. She delicately kissed my hard shaft, gently licked the tip, and playfully looked up at me.
"Are you ready, Kate?" I whispered.
"My husband is big, but nothing like you," she marveled, stroking my long dick with both hands. She took one of my full balls between her lips, sucking and pulling gently, then the other one. Her husband would be home soon, but Kate didn't seem to be in any hurry. She slid my penis between her full lips, and I felt it slip past the back of her throat. Kate really knew what she was doing! She deepthroated me effortlessly.
