The Older Woman (fiction)
story by Anonymous
Betty is a beautiful woman in her early fifties. Pretty face, beautiful
figure, dresses professionally, and almost always wears pantyhose. At
least until the summer months arrive. In early fall and in the spring
she wears open toed shoes, that show off her beautiful toes. Every week
she goes and gets a manicure and a matching pedicure.
It was late in the day, and we were cleaning our areas, doing the final
checks of the office and shutting down our computers. She says, “Are
you ready to go?” I replied, “Whenever you are.” We left
our office and proceeded to the stairwell. She was wearing a very nice
skirt suit, sheer black pantyhose and a pair of black open toe mules with
about a 3 inch heel. Her legs looked magnificent in the light, and I could
not help myself to look at her legs as we walked down the steps. As we
got to the 2nd floor, she stepped off of the last step and her foot, due
to her hose slipped on her shoe and she twisted her ankle and fell to
the floor.
I rushed down to her side, asking her if she was ok. She said she twisted
her ankle very badly and would need help out to her Jeep. I helped her
up and steadied her so she could walk down the last flight of stairs.
It was then that I noticed that she had twisted her right ankle. We got
out to her Jeep and I helped her into the cab. I asked her if she was
going to be ok to drive home, being that she hurt her right ankle. I said
for her to try, and that I would wait around to see if she needed any
more help. I went to my car and pulled up along side of her Jeep. I looked
over and saw her crying. I got out of my car and went to see what was
wrong. She said it hurt too much to push on the break pedal. I told her
I would drive her home, and then catch a cab back to work to get my car
after I got her home. I helped her to the passenger side of the Jeep and
climbed into the driver’s seat and started the vehicle.
She lived about 15 minutes from work and we talked about the week as we
drove to her house. We arrived at the house and I pulled her Jeep into
the garage, and closed the garage door. I got out and went to help her
out of the passenger side. I helped her into her house, and asked her
where she would like to sit down to rest. She asked if I could help her
to her room. I said sure not a problem. I helped her up the stairs to
her room. When we got there I said that if she was alright I had to go
and call a cab and get back to get my car at work. She asked for me to
wait a few minutes until she got changed. I said ok, and went to leave
the room, when she said no sit down, I’ll use my bathroom. I sat
down and she limped very gingerly into the bathroom.
A few minutes later the bathroom door opened and she emerged. Wearing
a bath robe and still wearing her pantyhose. She walked to the bed and
sat down and called me over. I noticed as she walked that she wasn’t
limping anymore. She pulled me down beside her on the bed and said to
me that she has “caught” me checking out her legs and feet throughout
the day and has thought about this for a long time. She said that she
noticed that I had a lot more questions for her when she wore pantyhose
to work. Then she spun on the bed and placed her feet in my lap.
She asked if she was right in her thinking. I told her she was and that
I thought that she had the prettiest feet in hose that I have ever seen.
She took her foot and placed it on my cheek and asked if I ever thought
about her. I told her that I did, and would often make my girlfriend put
on pantyhose before we had sex. I told her that she always complained
when I would make her wear them. Betty looked deep into my eyes, and said
that she has no complaint, then sat up on the bed and stood up in front
of me. She told me that she had this planned for a while and just couldn’t
figure on how to get me to her house. That’s when she came up with
the fake twisting of her ankle. She untied her robe and let it fall to
the floor. There she was standing in front of me in nothing but her sheer
black pantyhose. Her breasts were heaving with every breath she took.
I looked her over from head to toe. She said, “Do you like what you
see?”, and looked down at my crotch, “By the look of that bulge
you do. Let me help you with that.” She knelt down and unbuckled
my belt, undid my trousers and yanked down my boxers. My cock sprung to
life from its prison. She greedily placed it into her mouth and began
sucking on it noisily. She glanced up at me and said, “I know something
that I can do.” And hopped up onto the bed, and told me, “Lie
back and let me show you something.” She grabbed my cock with her
very talented toes and began to methodically stroke my cock. She said,
“I bet your girlfriend doesn’t do this.” I told her she
didn’t and this was the first time I had ever gotten a footjob. She
stroked my cock harder and faster until I was ready to shoot my load.
It let go and covered her toes with my hot cum. She pulled her toes up
to her mouth and sucked and licked it off. I noticed then that the crotch
of her hose had a huge wet spot in them.
She said I’ll be right back and went to her dresser drawer and grabbed
2 pairs of hose out of the drawer. “Tan, or black?” she said.
I said tan. She walked over to the chair next to the bed and very seductively
pulled them up her legs. She lay back down on the bed. I grabbed her foot
and began to massage it. She started to moan softly. I took her foot to
my mouth and began to lick and suck upon her toes. I took my other hand
and massaged her pussy through the cotton gusset of her hose. She was
now moaning louder and asking for me to fuck her. I took her toes out
of my mouth and went down on her licking at her pussy and sucking on her
clit through the hose. She reached down and with her fingernails tore
a hole in the crotch of her hose. I began to eat her more hungrily now.
I put 2 fingers into her sopping wet hole and began to play with her G-spot
while I was sucking on her clit. Betty was moaning now and writhing about
on the bed. Then all of a sudden I found that she, like my girlfriend
at home was a squirter. She soaked the bedspread in front of her. She
said, “ Oh my god that was incredible. That has never happened to
me before.”
I then took both of her ankles into my hands and spread her legs wide
and lifted them to my shoulders. The head of my cock was at the entrance
of her pussy. I could feel the heat and the moistness of her wanting snatch.
With one thrust I plunged my cock deep into her. Betty’s body shuddered
with the start of another orgasm. I pounded her mound as hard as I could
until I thought that I was going to cum. I slowed my pace and took her
other foot and started to lick and suck on the toes, like I had done to
her other foot earlier. I took her legs off of my shoulders and pushed
my cock in as far as it would go, and rolled over so she was now on top.
She rode my cock like a mad woman. I had to slow her down a couple times
as I didn’t want to cum and this to be over. I told her to get on
all fours. I pushed my dick into her and grabbed her hips. Each time I
would thrust I pulled her hips back into mine, meeting each pump. I was
ready to cum again, and I told her I was ready to. She told me to cum
in her pussy. After a couple more hard thrusts, her pussy was filled with
my load. We slumped over on the bed and she said that it was worth every
minute of the wait.
After about an hour she drove me back to my car. She said she would wear
pantyhose everyday for me, except for the summer when it’s too hot.
She said we would have to do this more often. I can’t wait until
the next time.
Story posted by Anonymous
on Friday, May 02, 2008 @ 13:36:44 PDT
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