Since my dad has been back in town I've had a bit of a dry spell with my stepmom. All her attention is devoted to my father, leaving with a set of blue balls. I need to get laid, jerking off just isn't cutting it.
I know my stepmom and her friends frequent this pretentious wine bar downtown called Vin (wine in French).
I was going to hit up this nightclub, this band I really like is playing there. But, I thought I'd stop by the wine bar to see if any of my stepmother's friends would be there.
As I walked into the bar, the most obnoxious Euro trash house music was playing. There was several couple probably on double dates eating smelly cheese and drinking wine while they bragged about how awesome their shitty lives are.
I sat at the bar and ordered a glass of Cabernet and questioned why the hell I was here. I looked to my left and noticed a half drunk glass of wine with lipstick on the rim sitting there unattended.
Emerging from the ladies restroom was the blonde from the orgy. Her name is Susan, her daughter went to school with me. She walked in slow motion back to her seat. Her shoulder length, wavy platinum blonde hair tied back into a loose ponytail. Heavy black, smoky mascara accentuated her brown eyes. She must have reapplied red lipstick while in the restroom which had a high gloss shine.
Susan is older than my stepmom I would guess late 30's early 40's. Gorgeous for her age but I can only imagine what she looked like when she was eighteen or early 20's.
As she took a seat I played it cool. I pretended not to see her and waited till she noticed me. It didn't take long before she noticed me.
"Hey, you're Courtney's son," she said while pausing to try and remember my name.
"Chris," I replied.
"Chris," she said with enthusiasm. "What brings you to here?" She asked.
"Just getting away," I responded with a smile.
"Me too. Don't tell my family," she said jokingly.
"You're secrets are safe with me," I said in a flirting tone.
Susan moved to the seat next to me and we had two more glasses of wine. She was already pretty tipsy at this point. By the last glass she was laughing at all my dumb jokes. She kept getting closer and closer as we talked.
I looked at my watch and the band I wanted to see had already started playing. I told Susan what my plans are and asked if she wanted to join me for more drinks, live music and dancing. She paid hers and my tab and we headed to the club.
At the club we had more drinks before we hit the dance floor as the band was rocking. The alcohol took hold as our inhibitions fleeted. The dance floor was hot causing us to sweat. Susan's all over me, her hands feeling my chest and abs. I too couldn't help but explore her body as well.
Before I knew it we hailed a cab back to her house (which she got in the divorce). Once in the cab she was all over me, her lips on mine. Her hand rubbed my cock from the outside of my pants while I moved my hand up and down her nylon covered thighs.
Once we got to her house we kept kissing while we removed each other's clothes. By the time we got to her room I was completely naked and she was in a red bra, matching thong and black thigh highs.
Susan collapsed on the bed and I dove in between her legs. I pull the thin red fabric of her thong to the side revealing her succulent mound. As soon as my tongue barely touched her pussy lips, Susan bucked. Putting her hands on the back of my head and forcing me deep into her sweet crotch.
I liked, sucked and ate her pussy till her legs shook, unleashing a stream of her female ejaculate all over my mouth and chin.
