"So, what do I do? I show up in a party dress a girl your age would wear to a club, in shoes I could barely walk in and co onto like a goddamn drunken whore, slurring, stumbling, and turning sothing that could have been fun and playful into a damn prostitute show."
"You know about those shows?" Smooth Roo, he wanted to smack himself.
"Those shows and arcane tech batteries have been my sex life for the last six months. Last night was the first ti I ca from fingers that weren't my own in close to a year."
"Tom was a goddamn idiot." Zafron added, shaking his head at how a beautiful woman like Aphrodite could suffer for so long.
"Still is, but now he can be soone else's idiot. Thing is Zafron, more than once in the last few months I thought about you." When she saw the look on his face, she added.
"Yes, in that way. The way I imagine you've thought about for a long ti."
"Since I first saw you." He told her. His hear beat faster and there was now a noticeable swelling in his boxers.
"When you told about Tom, after I got over the initial hurt and anger I thought about life after him."
"Money will be fine, Josh will adjust, but what about ? What I wanted," she looked directly into his eyes. "What I needed, was so attention, so good old fashioned down and dirty fucking. I needed to feel wanted, and desired, to be with a man that would make feel sexy and appreciated in bed.
"The way you should be treated," he said carefully, trying not to say anything stupid because what he'd felt was going to be a disappointing conversation seed to be taking a far more interesting and exciting turn.
"Now I know, I could get laid if I wanted to. That dress would get attention in a bar or club. I may not be the hottest woman there, but I have enough to work with so to speak.
"But it would have been a one night stand with a stranger, a aningless fuck with a guy looking to get lucky and maybe not even that attracted to , just thinking hey, that old lady isn't half bad, and she reeks of desperation, I'll throw her a fuck."
"On one hand I wouldn't have to worry about any drama after that, but how good would they be to ? I'd be seen as a cheap slut they could use and walk away from. Then I thought of you.
"," he repeated softly, trying not to smile like the cat that ate the canary.
"You've appreciated for years, you're attracted to the way I am, and after wanting all this ti I imagined if you were given a chance you'd take damn good care of ."
"I can do that." Zafron couldn't help nodding so eagerly he probably looked like a damn bobblehead.
"But then I'd push that off, it was like how you thought of , sure, sexy in fantasy, but the reality is I'm over twice your age, Josh's mom.
"The potential drama kept the thought at arms length. That and still technically not separated yet. Then when it was final yesterday I went out with so friends and got plastered.
"I ca ho, cracked open a bottle of wine and kept drinking. I was so horny, and now that I was a free woman I thought it was ti to be enjoy that freedom. I found that dress buried in the back of my closet, bought it a few years ago, but never had the guts to wear it," she grunted. "Little tighter than it was back then, but I wasn't feeling very modest last night."
"I kept thinking that I knew you wanted , I owed you for giving a reason to move on from a marriage that had been dead for years, and I wanted payback. Maybe what I gave you last night was a turn on, and you would have gotten more if officer buttinski didn't show up."
"I'm glad he did though, because I would have felt even worse if I let you have like that. The trashed and trashy woman last night isn't and isn't the woman you're attracted to.
"I feel like I kind of ruined it, turned into sothing I'm not and just ca on too strong and all wrong. That's why I wanted to apologize. It should have been different, a lot more fun, and with the real , not middle aged thinking I'm Aphrodite the sorority girl from twenty-five years ago."
"We got that apology over with," Zafron reminded her. "But it makes feel worse I didn't stop you."
"What's done is done and we can't change that," Aphrodite tilted her head and gave him a surprisingly shy smile. "But maybe you could do a girl a favor and give a do over?"
"I think that would be the right thing to do," he put his hand on her bare thigh.
"Your fingers are trembling," she said softly. "I love it, shows how excited you are for ."
"Trust , I'm very excited," he shifted position, trying to relieve pressure on his now fully erect cock.
" too," Aphrodite slipped her hand from his and placed it on his cheek. "Zafron, would you like to kiss ?"
He answered by leaning towards her, his heart now racing at the way she tilted her head further, parted her full luscious lips and closed her eyes. Christ she was gorgeous. His lips brushed softly against hers, and Aphrodite moaned in her throat, and returned the kiss, but more firmly.
Her arms slid around his shoulders, drawing him into her embrace as her lips pressed into him. Zafron put his arms around her waist, and in his excitent, crushed her to him.
Aphrodite moaned her approval and flicked her tongue playfully across his lips. Zafron kissed her again, this ti hard and with more passion. His hands ran up the back of her shirt and into her long soft hair, stroking it as Aphrodite captured his lower lip between hers and sucked on it.
Her hands went down his back, then slipped under his shirt, sliding back up, her nails caressing his back. He groaned when she drove her tongue into his mouth with an eagerness that had his cock twitching and his balls aching with desire.
His tongue danced over and around hers as their lips fought to devour the others. He felt her breasts pressing against him through their clothes and his confidence growing, he slipped his hands from behind her and down between them, fumbling for the buttons on her shirt.
"Not his," she whispered into his lips. "It's a woman's night shirt. I'd never where anything that belonged to him."
Zafron hadn't thought about it, but now that she said it, felt so relief, he wanted this to be about them, not anything to do with her ex. His trembling fingers managed to undo the bottom button, but when he struggled with the next one, Aphrodite giggled and pulled back from him.
"Here, let ," she undid the top two buttons, exposing the upper portion of her breasts, but paused at the next one. "You want to see them?"
"I've dread about seeing them."
"Hmm," she popped one more button. "I hope you did more than just see them in those dreams."
"I did," he rested his hands on her hips as she teased him by undoing another button but holding the shirt together.
"Yeah?" She breathed, her breasts heaving with passion beneath the shirt. "You play with them? Lick them, suck on them? Titty fuck ?" She sucked on her lower lip and added in a sultry purr. "You co on them?"
"All of that." He managed around his surprise at the way she was talking.
"Sorry, I'm not in the mood for sweet romance," she must have seen his surprise. "I talk dirty when I'm sober too, at least when there's soone fun to talk dirty to." She licked her lips. "You fun, Zafron?"
"I'm the life of the party," he grinned.
"That's what I want, honey, I want to be playful, and laugh and smile, and," she undid the next to the last button. "Fuck like I haven't in years."
She popped the last button, and eased her hands away leaving the shirt clinging to the inside of her breasts.
"Yours first," she pointed to him.
Zafron stripped his shirt off and tossed it to the side, so fast, Aphrodite smiled. "I love a man who can follow instructions. She teasingly tugged on the shirt. "My turn?"
"Yes, please," Zafron couldn't help smiling in anticipation.
"Like the please too, but trust , love, you're not going to have to beg for anything." She slipped the shirt down her shoulders.
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