She Made Us Drinks, To Drink
Last summer, a group of our friends were having a going away party for Hoss at the bar at my place. Obviously it was the usual shitshow as we pounded beers and cigarettes for hours. I knew the owner and employees of the bar, considering the fact that I live above it. The owner’s sister happened to be in town from Florida helping out at the bar. She was 35 years old, with a banging body. About 5’6, brunette, with a slim waist and tig ol’ fake breasts. When I was good and drunk, I figured it would be a good time to hit on her. The usual, “I’m the man” mantra helped things move in the right direction. I left it at that and our party moved onto the next bar.
A few days later, I stopped back in when she was working and picked up where I left off. We flirted some more and I scored the digits, telling her that we could go out later that week. She was heading back to Florida at the end of the week so it was going to have to be one-and-done, or possibly nothing would happen. I set-up the meeting for a Wednesday.
Wednesday comes along and we plan to meet at a bar near my office downtown after work. She shows up in a thin tee and jeans. She wears it well. We grab some beers and shoot the shit, kind of feeling each other out at first. I find out that she has two kids, but this isn’t my first rodeo. That shit doesn’t bother me at all.
There are only about 5 other people in the bar, which is strange since it’s usually jumping around happy hour, so they decide to close early. We hail a cab and head to another bar. There, we ordered more drinks, appetizers, and shots. A couple of hours go by and we’re fairly toasted. The college crowd starts to roll in, so we decide to grab two six-packs and head back to my place.
I’ve already offered for her to stay at my place, and she agrees. She grabs some stuff from her car and we head upstairs. She goes into my room to change and emerges in one of my dress shirts and panties. Sploosh. We start watching a movie as we polish off a six-pack, with intermittent making out. Finally we decide that it’s time for “bed”. I put the music channel on and we head to bed. Obviously we begin making out and exploring each other with our hands. Her body was to die for, even better than I had imagined. Even with all the girls I had been with previously, this was my first with fake tits (also the oldest woman I have hooked up with at this point). That’s what we call a two-fer. She climbs on top of me and we start going at it. We end up covering every inch of my bed over the next hour and a half. We each had ours and pass out.
The next morning, I had work, so I let her stay at my place until she felt like leaving. She ended up cleaning up my room and bathroom before she left. Score! Over the next few days, she practically begged me to bang her again before she went back to Florida (which I did: in the shower at 4am, after a long night of drinking, what else). Since then she’s made more trips here and I’ve hit it since then as well. I must say that it’s nice to have a MILF in my stable. Hopefully she continues to be there, and continues to clean my apartment every time she leaves.
Fuck my liver.
