I had wanted her for the longest time, she was 15yrs older than me. She had a great body for her age and she knew it. She wore clothing that caught a man's eye, her skirts high above the knee for a woman her age. I never saw her in flat shoes, always in heels even if she were at the grocery store.

The neighbors talked about her, even making fun of the way she dressed. Too much makeup they said and her long red nails, obviously she didn't do much they joked. I didn't care what any of them said about her, I would masturbate thinking about her looking just that way.

If the other women would have seen the way she looked in the bedroom they would have called her a whore for sure. Her red lips were coated in a gloss that made you think of water and any man I'm sure would have wanted to drink from those Lips. Her eyes tempted me even more than her lips if that were possible. The black eyeliner and mascara made her eyes look almost unholy, and I couldn't help but be drawn to her.

She wore fishnet stockings with a garter belt, which only accented the black patent platform heels she wore to finish off the entire look. She wore a black nylon bodysuit, her ample breasts strained against the very thin material. She was almost like a made up Barbie Doll except a bit on the trashy side, but I loved the look without a doubt.

She didn't suck my cock, maybe she didn't want to smudge her lipstick? I didn't care, she let me go down on her freshly showered body. I loved the way she squirmed as my tongue worked her up, her long nails went through my hair. She moaned with pleasure as if it were her first time with a man, my cock was steel hard by the time I was ready to enter her.

My Six inches slipped into her wetness and the way she reacted made me feel like I had a lot more inside of her. I could see her hard nipples behind the sheer black nylon, I wanted my mouth on them desperately. She moaned loudly with pleasure as I began to thrust into her.

Those deadly nails dug into my flesh and the pain seemed to arouse me more if that were even possible. I began to fuck her a little faster, a little harder. Those eyes seemed to look through me as I rammed my hard cock into her.

She brought her stocking legs up, bent at the knee. I took hold of her heels and fucked her a bit harder. She clawed me good, I even winced with pain this time, she climaxed almost at once. She told me to fuck her, I never heard her ever say the word fuck before and it sent this erotic thrill throughout my body.

She was soaking wet as I fucked her, I could hear her wetness as I slammed my cock into her with hunger. She dug her nails into my chest and climaxed once more, her voice filled the room as she came.

I let go of her heels and put my hands on her breasts, squeezing them rather hard through the nylon covering them. She came instantly and told me to keep fucking her, her nails almost tearing my skin I actually cringed with the pain.

I could feel the rush of excitement within me, she was driving me to sexual madness I never experienced before with a woman. I rammed my cock into her, my hips slamming into her loins and she cried out as another orgasm arrived.

Now deep down I could feel my release on its way. I looked into her eyes and that's all I needed to push me over the top. Now it was my turn to say fuck, and loudly! I began to shoot my cum inside of her, she must have felt it, her body began to spasm again.

She cried out she was cumming, I could feel her tighten around my cock that was in spasms at the same moment. I rammed her hard as I came, feeling her pelvic bone with every thrust into her. Those nails dug into me one last time and I cried out with actual pain as I ejaculated into her so hard the pleasure made me almost dizzy.

When it was over and we lay there in bed, we kept our thoughts to ourselves. It had worked for us this far, maybe it was better to keep it that way. Minutes later she slowly got out of bed and walked over to the vanity nearby, sitting down and looking at herself in the mirror.

I got dressed and watched as she primped her hair just a bit in the mirror. I followed her down the stairs to the front door, she was wearing a see thru robe of sorts. By the time we got to the door I was on the verge of being aroused once more.

She reached out and put her soft hand to my cheek and smiled. It was her way of saying we would be together again sometime soon. I arrived home and my wife was already in bed and sound asleep. I stood there looking down at her as I began to undress. We hadn't had sex in almost a year since our child was born. Something had happened after the baby arrived and my wife was seeing a shrink, there wasn't much progress so far. I know it is wrong, I shouldn't be having sex with her mother............