Last year my wife got a new boss, a lady by the name of Kathryn who is 55, divorced and has a daughter at University.
The first time I met her I was soon undressing her in my mind and with my eyes. She has a great figure and keeps herself quite fit and she dresses immaculately.

Every now and then she has invited us over to her large house for dinner and we have been treated to some fabulous meals. These times have also given me opportunities to find out more about Kathryn and also what she wears under her expensive clothing.
I discovered her bedroom whilst on the prowl upstairs one evening when I should have been in the toilet.
Since then I have discovered her large array of underwear, discovered she wears a 36DD bra and also that in the bottom drawer next to her bed she was a number of sex toys.

These excursions into her bedroom have fuelled many fantasises and a number of long masturbation sessions.

Then two weeks ago I was given the chance to spend a whole day at Kathryn's house all on my own. She had ordered a fridge freezer and had asked for it to be delivered on a Saturday, but at the last minute the company E Mailed to say they couldn't deliver it until Monday. Kathryn wasn't very happy especially as that day her and my wife were in London all day with work related meetings. However my wife (also called Kath by the way, which is very confusing) suggested that as I work from home I could take my laptop to Kathryn's and wait for the Fridge Freezer.

And so on a Monday morning I found myself alone in Kathryn's home. I had an initial root around and to my delight found her laundry basket, complete with 2 pairs of dirty knickers, one white and cotton (very sensible) and one black and lacy (very sexy). I also discovered that her daughter, Lucy hadn't taken everything to University with her and so I went through what was left of her underwear, some nice thongs of various colours, a few bras (34C) and obviously some older underwear from when she was still at school.
However I didn't want to get too carried away as I didn't want to be in the middle of a wank when the delivery men turned up. But as soon as they had gone I was upstairs in Kathryn's bedroom. I stripped off completely and lay in her king size bed and slipped on a pair of black lacy Brazilian knickers and lay the black lacy briefs from her laundry basket on her pillow. There was a large dry streak down the middle of the gusset, secretions from Kathryn's pussy the day before I expected. I licked it heartily and rubbed my hard cock through her knickers at the same time. I was soon lost in my horny thoughts and alternated between her dirty knickers and Lucy's clean ones, licking them, kissing them, stroking my cock with them.
I then got out some of her sex toys, a large realistic dildo and a silver vibrator and I proceeded to suck them imagining them just coming out of Kathryn's wet pussy.
For a whole hour I kept myself on the brink of orgasm, my pre-cum leaking profusely into her panties until I could hold back no more and I released my spunk into her knickers.

Afterwards it took me a while to put everything straight and I was worried I had put something back wrong, but I felt confident Kathryn wouldn't expect, especially as I took the black spunk filled panties home with me.

The next day I got a phone call from Kathryn and although my heart leapt into my throat initially it was just to thank me profusely for sorting out the fridge freezer.

And so I thought I was in the clear, and I didn't expect anything was amiss when she phoned me the next day to ask me to pop to hers that afternoon as she was off and wanted some advice on buying a new camera.
As I like a bit of photography, it seemed innocent enough, I even phoned my wife who was at work to let her know, in case she found out later and thought it strange, and she said it was her who had told her boss to ring me.

So I turned up at Kathryn's honestly expecting to talk about cameras for an hour.
When she opened her front door I was taken aback. She was wearing a low cut see-through blouse with plenty of cleavage on show and a visibly lace white bra underneath, as well as a very short skirt. Her smile was also pure seduction and she just opened the door wide and ushered me in.
I went through to her lounge and sat down on one of her sofa's. Kathryn offered me a drink proffering a bottle of wine already un-opened on her coffee table and when I nodded she poured me a large glass full. She then sat on the opposite sofa and I didn't need to look hard to see right up her skirt to the white lacy panties she was wearing.
She didn't say a word, so to break the silence I just said "Cameras?"
She smiled back and said "I couldn't give a fuck about cameras, what I'm more interested in is you going through my underwear and even, dare I suggest, making off with some.
I could actually feel my face redden and my throat dried in an instant, so I couldn't reply to deny it even if I felt I could.
"Have a good time in my bed did you, jerking off?" she said with a grin, "see you left a couple of cum stains, so I know you did."
I licked my lips and simply said "Sorry."

She laughed "I'm not fucking bothered, made me feel really horny actually, quite enjoyed a nice wank myself on Monday night."
She hitched her skirt up a bit more, so I had a better view of her knickers.
"Do you fancy wanking again now, whilst I watch?"
"Serious?" I asked.
"Too bl**dy right. The only cock I see is on the internet and I'm sure you know the only one's I get up my pussy are plastic."
I couldn't believe my wife's boss was talking to me like this but it sure was horny.
"So?" she asked slightly tilting her head and grinning again.
"What here, now?"
"Yes here and now. You stand there and wank yourself off."

I stood up and unbuttoned my jeans and let them and my boxers fall to the floor. My cock was fully hard and already leaking pre-cum, Kath cooed.
I then proceeded to slowly wank myself off whilst she sat back on her sofa. After a few minutes, she unbuttoned her blouse and started massaging her own tits as she watched and then when her hand went down to her panties, it was all too much. I knew I was going to shoot my load. I took a couple of steps forward and my spunk shot out, landing plum on Kathryn's tits and it dribbled down her cleavage.
"Oh yes, that is perfect," she moaned.
She then got a dribble on her forefinger and slipped it seductively into her mouth.
"It's a long time since I've had warm spunk," she said.

As my cock started to soften, she opened her legs wide.
"My turn," she said " come and make me cum with your tongue."
I knelt down before her and started to kiss her through her lacy panties and the first obvious thing was that she had a shaved pussy. After a minute or so, she hitched the gusset of her panties to one side and rubbed her clit,
"Just there, that is where I want your tongue."
I did as she desired and flicked her clit with my tongue and licked the length of her labia until she starting squirting into my mouth and she is a squirter, covering my face in her lovely juice.

For the next minute or so she just lay back breathing heavily and then she pulled herself up and said "I am desperate for a real fuck, please do me now."
My cock was back to its full erect state and as Kathryn lay back on the sofa, I climbed on top of her and we were soon lost in the passion of love-making until once more we were both spent.

After that she said "Your Kath won't be home for another couple of hours will she?"
I agreed with her.
"That's good, because I'm going to have some coffee and then I'm going to have some more of her husband."

And the next two hours were some of the horniest moments of my life, but I think I'll leave that for another time.