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Adventures of a MILF

QuillAndInk

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Aug 3, 2015
Andrew sat at the bar. At 44, he was divorced and had recently moved back to his home town after being away for years. He had looked up old friends on facebook and had found his 'ex' - a girl (at the time) who had been as wild as he had been. They were competitive with each other and, well, the sex was great. He had found her phone number and sent her a text. A few back and forths and she agreed to meet him for drinks - she was married, had kids, a family but would love to catch up with him. He couldn't wait to see her either.

He dressed in a nice polo shirt and a nice pair of designer jeans. He was sitting at the end of the bar, nursing a drink while he waited for her arrival. He felt nervous, like a first date, and wasn't entirely sure why. Maybe he wondered if there would still be sparks between them, if any of that attraction was still there. Maybe he was wondering if women still found him attractive, especially after his messy divorce.
 
Kaitlyn had always been a good looking woman, and back in high school and college when she was with Andrew times were good. In fact she was sure that she was going to marry him at the time, things didn't turn out that way. Life had a funny way of reminding you that you are never in charge, and careers, life, family all of it came together and they parted ways. Keeping in contact at first dwindled and finally sputtered out to years and years of not hearing a thing.

Until a message popped up on her phone days ago, he was back around and wanted to meet. Kaitlyn was hesitant, at first, but old feelings are hard to kill and she agreed to meet with him. "Andrew?" Kaitlyn asks, wearing a pair of jeans and a top that was probably to flirty for a married woman to wear on a meeting with her ex-lover. She slid her hand across his back as she moved to sit next to him, offering him a smile. "You haven't changed in years!" She said happily, it was good to see him in good health.
 
Andrew turned and smiled as he heard that familiar voice and felt her hand brushing across his muscular back. Kaitlyn. Kaity. Slut. Whore. He had many names for her back then of course. His eyes roamed her now MILFy body in appreciation and he felt his loins stir with lust. He reached out, settling his hand on her thigh as she sat beside him, leaning forward to give her a hug. The hand remained high on her thigh.

"Kaitlyn!" He responds, with genuine pleasure. "You look exactly like I remember...always stunning and drop dead gorgeous!" He squeezed her thigh, testing the waters with her. "It's been so long...so good to see you...how have you been?"
 
Kaitlyn let her hand slide down his forearm, resting atop his hand on her thigh. "Its been good, busy few years, but good." She says, returning the hug, pressing her busty chest against him some to hammer home the point of her good looks. "It's good to see you, I don't think you've aged a day." Kaitlyn says, taking the obvious moment to look over his body. She had a lot of memories with him, the majority of them were good.

"So what brings you back through town?" Kaitlyn asks, smiling wide at her ex lover.
 
Andrew slid his hand up her thigh, even with her hand on top of his. "New life, new start sort of thing." He says, rubbing his fingers over her inner thigh. If she didn't stop him, he'd slid his hand higher - inappropriate except between lovers - even as he leaned in, shielding her body somewhat from view.

"Big contract was up, so decided to come home and see how much things had changed. I see you were never able to make it out of this small old town in the end?" He presses.
 
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