Julia was a middle aged women with middle aged spread who lived in an ordinary house in an ordinary suburb. She'd married when she was supposed and married well. Since her wedding day she'd never had to do what you and I would refer to as a job. She had been a stay at home mum to her two children, James and Tabitha, who she had produced at the allotted time. Julia had cared for them most of her married life and now they had both flown the nest. James, the eldest, was now working in London doing something boring but well paid in finance while Tabitha was filling her time at Lancaster University. For the first time in her life Julia found herself home, alone and very bored. That's where I came in.
Julia and I met online, almost accidentally. It wasn't a dating or hookup site as they call them, it was a site where you could share erotic stories. Julia had submitted a piece of what she now claims to be fantasy and I clicked to say i liked it. To my surprise Julia emailed me back asking how much I enjoyed her story and after I responded saying very much so to my surprise she came back asking if I'd masturbated over it. Well I could hardly lie! From that point on we stayed in contact teasing and flirting over email until one day we decided we should meet. By an amazing stroke of good fortune we found out we were in neighbouring towns and decided upon a coffee shop where we were pretty confident no-one we knew would go. I arrived early and took what i thought was a discreet table and waited.
There was the usual flow of pensioners and ladies who lunch and then the door opened and what can only be described as a wholesome slightly rounded middle aged lady appeared on her own. I knew immediately it was her and I knew immediately that I wanted to have her. I subsequently found out she'd felt the same, but when she approached the table cautiously and asked "Are you Peter?" she gave nothing away. On that first meeting we just chatted and joked and flirted as we had on email. It wasn't until just before we parted I had an inkling this may go in the direction I very much wanted it to. We walked back to Julia's car and I leaned forward to give her a peck goodbye. To my surprise she turned to face me and put her arms around me and pulled me tight against her and planted a smacker on my lips. It was very brief but told me everything I needed to know.
Needless to say we had met up again a number of times. Each time getting more heated than the time before but nothing more than heavy petting. Despite my best efforts Julia had been reluctant to let me have her in the secluded countryside or on the back seat of my car in some layby. I was just about starting to accept that this was as far as things were going to go when she suggested that we made use of her empty house. Her husband, Malcolm, works long days and has paid her less and less attention over the years. Julia was the cliched lonely bored housewife and finally she'd decided it was time to bring some excitement back into her life.
Of course, living in frightfully respectable neighbourhood meant that I couldn't just park outside the house armed with flowers and chocolates. We agreed that I would park a few streets away and walk to the house briefcase in hand clearly on a respectable business errand. So it was now I found myself outside her front door just about to ring the bell.
From within the house I heard the faint chime of the bell and then almost immediately the door opened. Julia appeared in the doorway in a floral print dress looking every bit the respectable housewife. I produced one of my business cards and said in a voice loud enough for anyone passing to hear, "Peter Renshawe, Elite Kitchens."
"Oh yes" Julia responded "Do come in."
Amateur dramatics over I followed her into the house, closing the door behind me. As soon as the latch clicked I put down my briefcase as Julia turned to embrace me. I pulled her close against me crushing her breasts against my chest whilst feeling her firm body through the thin fabric of her dress. As our tongues darted in and out of each others mouths Julia could not have failed to notice my stiffening cock pressing up against her. My hand strayed down to her bottom pulling her tighter against me. At which point Julia broke off the kiss.
"I'm forgetting my manners" she said "Can I get you a tea, coffee, glass of wine?"
