The Milf Next Door: Come for a coffee, stay for a fuck (Short erotic stories #11)
Maya Rai
Luke, her young neighbor, has a problem: his wife has practically stopped sleeping with him.
This story can only end one way... right?
“Are you always this… energetic in the morning,” she went on lightly, “or is today special?”
As she spoke, her eyes flicked down to Luke’s groin, where his erection was unmistakably tenting his running shorts.
Luke shifted back, flustered. “Oh—sorry, I… I didn’t—”
Dee laughed, genuinely amused. “Relax, sweetheart. I’ll take it as a compliment. Besides, a nice hard-on like that after a morning run…” She smiled slowly. “Kathy’s a lucky woman.”
“Oh… well… about that…” Luke hesitated, then sighed. “She doesn’t exactly make the most of it, to be honest…”
“Oooh, I see.” Dee tilted her head, intrigued. “I’m sorry.”
“Well, it’s not your fault… I don’t even know why I’m telling you this. I shouldn’t.”
She gave him a slow, reassuring smile. “Oh, don’t worry, honey. Talking helps. It’s good to let things out.”
As she spoke, she stepped closer and rested a hand on his shoulder—sympathetic, almost motherly.
Silence again. Luke’s breathing had grown heavier.
“I should really get home,” he said, without actually moving.
“Oh, of course…” Dee stepped back half a pace, just enough to give him space. Then she glanced pointedly at the bulge in his shorts. “But I was thinking… maybe there’s something I could do for you before you go.”
“I… I’m sorry… I don’t think I understand,” Luke said, though his body clearly did.
“Yes, you do, honey,” she replied softly. “You’re standing there staring down my cleavage with your cock hard as a rock. Wouldn’t you like a nice blowjob?”
“But… what are you saying?”
Dee stepped closer again and gently took him in her hand through the thin fabric of his shorts.
“I’m asking you, dear Luke—my sweet, helpful neighbor—if you’d like a little thank-you blowjob from Dee next door, who’s very, very grateful you fixed her boiler.”
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