I met a woman named Elena at a tenure party for a colleague of mine at the university where I work.
Elena was a gorgeous dark-haired Latina woman with smooth olive skin and a body to die for. Unfortunately, she was there with her husband, a square-looking guy in his late 40s. I thought she was his trophy wife, until I found out that she was 35 rather than in her early 20s, as her youthful appearance indicated.
As I watched her teasing and flirting with every guy at the party, I noticed that she wasn’t wearing a bra, and that her stiff nipples were provocatively outlined through the silk dress she wore. I wasn’t the only guy who noticed either.
The party was boring, but Elena sure livened it up with flashes of her cleavage and her stocking tops. When I got close to her at one point she saw me gazing at her nipples, and she smiled at me and whispered, “I’m not wearing panties either.” To prove it she took my hand and put it on her firm round ass, and sure enough, I felt no panty line. My cock throbbed, and I told her impulsively that I had to fuck her, married or not; but she only slipped away without responding and started talking to someone else.
I had given up on her and was ready to leave when she walked over and whispered “Meet me in the upstairs bathroom in five minutes.” Then she was gone again.
When I snuck up to the bathroom she was already there. I locked the door behind me as Elena turned to lean over the vanity, lifting her dress to reveal her bare ass. It was full, round and awesome. “Hurry, before we get caught,” she said. I got behind her and squeezed her ass, then pushed my pants down and grabbed my cock. I rubbed her puffy pussy lips as I opened her up and pushed my cock into her.
She grunted and moaned, then thrust her hips back, taking me all the way inside her. I held her hips with both hands as I drove in and out. “Oh, dios mio!” she moaned. I moaned too as my first volley shot into her, and she came with me, her cunt twitching around the shaft of my cock in the process.
As I stuffed my cock back in my pants, Elena mopped up my come as it trickled from her freshly fucked cunt. She straightened her dress, readjusted her black stockings, gave me a kiss and whispered, “Until next time.”
I felt my cock twitch as she turned and walked out, her ass swaying tauntingly as if in farewell.
It was arousing, hanging around the party afterwards, watching Elena still flirting and teasing, knowing I had just fucked her in the bathroom and that my come was still leaking out of her. I left before I got totally hard and couldn’t hide it. I only hope there really is a “next time” with Elena.
—F.S., Chicago, Illinois