Neighborhood MILF Hunter - Pt. 06

Part of working for any job, even the fire department, is the inevitable dealing with Human Resources. Usually you only deal with them when you get hired or when if you're in trouble. So it's rarely a good thing when you get summoned in front of them.

When I arrived for shift one morning, my Captain called me into the office.

"William, done anything I need to know about?"

"Not that I'm aware of, Cap."

"Well, you need to go to HR this morning over at the admin building. You remember where it is?"

"Yes, sir."

"Well, take Utility One over there after breakfast and see what they need."

Most fire departments have an old vehicle, usually well past retirement date, that they use for various errands. For us, it was a battered pickup truck that had been donated to us by a civilian, and we used it mainly for hauling around anything that needed it.

After we had cleaned up after breakfast, I drove over there.

I went in and was directed to the office of the HR director, Ms. Kyle. Naturally she had a corner office, and when I walked in I saw sitting behind the desk a rather attractive middle aged blonde. Her hair draped around her face in light curls and was cut shoulder length. She was wearing a low cut mauve blouse with some very interesting curves over sateen khakis. I couldn't see her feet, tucked neatly under the desk, but her bright red lips matched her fingernails, and her brown eyes were warm and friendly. Naturally I noticed she didn't have a wedding ring on.

"Hello, I'm William?"

"William! So nice to meet you. I'm Debra!" Her voice was light and cheerful, and she quickly got up from the desk to give me a classic female handshake.

Reluctantly I let go of her hand, and I noted the three inch black stiletto heels. Debra was shorter then I was by almost a foot, and the heels compensated nicely for it. Her legs were slender, and her buttocks gave a tantalizingly discreet swing as she went back behind her desk.

"So they told me to come over, but they didn't tell me why?'

"Yes, I'm so sorry! We had a temp clerk in here while one of my employees was out on maternity leave, and the girl totally left out some forms you were supposed to sign when you started working for the city."

"That's okay, no problem."

"That's awful sweet of you to understand. But it helps me out too, because I do like to meet all the new employees and welcome them to the city!"

"Well, that pretty smile is certainly enough for me to feel properly greeted!"

She blushed slightly, "Oh, you're so sweet. Thank you!"

She gathered the forms and had me sit at a small table in her office and brought the forms over. Her perfume was light and floral, and I had a teasing glimpse down her blouse as she leaned over to put the paperwork down, just enough to catch a peek of white satin.

She sat down across from me, and I rather enjoyed the view as she slid a paper across, I signed it, then slid it back to her. It didn't take me long to finish signing.

"So, was that all?"

"That's it!" She made no move to get up though. "How do you enjoy working for the city?"

"Well, I enjoy being a firefighter."

"That's good." She ran one slender hand through her hair, suddenly a little nervous. "William, I knew your parents, they did a lot with the city, and I wanted to express my sympathy to you over their passing. I know your father was very proud of you."

"Thank you, I appreciate it."

"So, your father told me that you were going to follow in his footsteps. How did you wind up being a firefighter in the city?"

"Well, I was pre-law at the university when Mom and Dad died, and I just lost interest after that. I didn't need to work, but I was bored just sitting around the house. I ran into a friend of mine from high school who was a firefighter at the gym, we started talking, and I wound up applying for the job a few weeks later."

"Well, welcome to the city!"

"Thank you, Ms. Kyle."

"Actually, it's Mrs. I'm married. But you can call me Debra."

"I'm sorry! I didn't see a ring, so I didn't know."

"Oh, it's no problem. I usually don't wear it at work."

I couldn't help a sudden attack of curiosity. "Why not? I thought all married women wore their wedding rings all the time."

She nervously smiled at me. "Well, let's just say I don't and leave it at that."

I decided to tease her a little, just to see what happened. After all, no risk, no reward! "So, how do you keep all the men from chasing you all day?"

She smiled briefly, but said in almost a wistful tone, "Hasn't been a problem."

"Now that does surprise me," giving her an admiring look with a smile.

She blushed nervously. "Well, that's very sweet of you, William." She abruptly stood up, and I took the opportunity to admire her trim, slender figure again as I also got to my feet.

I must admit I was thoroughly in lust with this woman, and how sexy she was, all without working at it.

"So, Debra, how do you stay in such great shape?"

"Aren't you a sweetheart for noticing! I work out at the city gym every morning before I come into work. I'm usually there about 7AM..." Her voice seemed to be hinting something, so I gladly responded, "Well, we get off at 7AM. Would it be okay if I joined you some morning?"

"That'd be great! I'm looking forward to it!" We made our goodbyes and she gave me a gentle hug. She was obviously just being friendly, but as I left I had high hopes something more could develop.

Over the next few weeks Debra and I developed a pattern. We'd see each other at the gym two days out of three, doing our individual workouts with weights, then walk together on the track upstairs. Our conversations were light, nothing serious. Inevitably she'd turn me on, as the stretch fabric she wore left little to the imagination. I had to concentrate on walking beside her, because my eyes would be riveted on her fine ass if I walked behind her. It wasn't much better there, as it was obvious Debra didn't believe in bras under her gym wear, and I'd catch a glimpse of her nipples every now and then.

After a few weeks we had progressed to more serious conversations, and I felt able to flirt a little and make some risqué comments every now and then. I'd learned that she didn't wear a wedding ring despite being married for years. I'd also figured out, just by her comments, that although she never said it, her husband just didn't pay her as much attention as he used to. I have never understood that, because to me there's something about an older woman, mature, confident, knowing what she wants and not afraid to ask for it, that beats the young pretty girls all to hell. Women want to enjoy it, and work hard to do so. It was easy for me to pay her compliments about how attractive she was, always disguised as light, friendly banter. Inevitably she'd smile and blush, but nothing further.

My chance came during our workout one Friday morning, when she was talking about how she had no one to have lunch with that day, as one of her friends was on vacation.

"You could always have lunch with me."

"Oh, William, that's so sweet, but what about my husband?"

"I'm not asking your husband out, I'm asking you out." Debra giggled. "Besides, it's only lunch. We'll catch a quick bite and you'll be back at work before you know it."

She giggled, and I could see her mental turmoil as she thought about it. "Well, as long as it's just lunch and you don't try to take advantage of me. I know you firemen!"

"Oh, I know, I know, find them hot and leave them wet," throwing a big wink at her.

"Your virtue is safe with me." She giggled again, patted me on the arm, and said, "Where do you want to go?"

"How about that new Mexican place that opened up by the highway. They have some great lunch specials." Debra happily agreed. She was about to leave when she turned back and said, "Oh, can you come pick me up? I barely have enough gas to get home tonight and I don't want to run out." I smiled and nodded.

I arrived promptly outside her office at noon, and she came outside. She looked damn good, wearing black slacks, black heels and a yellow blouse. Debra easily slid into my Jeep. "All the girls are giggling that I'm going out for a nooner." I smiled and patted her arm. "I told you your virtue was safe with me and I meant it."

We drove out to the restaurant. It was quiet during mid-week, and we almost had the place to ourselves. Debra surprised me by getting a small margarita - "I simply can't have Mexican without a little tequila in me - besides it's rather weak." I was driving so I had soda. We were just finishing and about to head back when the waitress, carrying out a drink order, tripped and fell. We were both shocked when one of the drinks landed right in Debra's lap!

She jumped to her feet, showing a pair of soaked slacks along with an odor of cheap beer. The manager was very apologetic, giving us our meal on the house, but that still left us with a very wet and slightly tipsy Debra!

"William, I can't go back to the office like this! I don't know what my boss would say."

"No problem. Look, let me take you by your place, you can rinse off and get a change of clothes, and we'll be back in no time." She hesitated but quickly nodded her head. "I'm so sorry about your car, William, I'm afraid it's going to be a mess."

"No problem, Debra." It was only a ten minute drive to her house, and she told me to make myself comfortable while she went upstairs to change. She went to the first step and tripped slightly, grabbing the hand rail. "Let me help you upstairs."

She smiled again at me, and this time she looked at me a little longer than normal, and there was something else in it as well. "Thank you! Tequila always makes me a little off balance." I walked over and helped her up the steps. "My room is down here." We went into the master bedroom, where there was a king size bed dominating the middle of the room. The furniture was a mix of masculine with feminine touches. Debra turned to me and almost defiantly kicked her heels off. She smiled at me, and without breaking eye contact, slipped her hands down over her large breasts and unzipped her pants. She tugged them off into a puddle around her legs. She then unbuttoned her blouse, and dropped it behind her. 'Well, what do you think? I've seen you looking at me enough in the gym, so I figured you deserved to see the real thing!"

She was beautiful. Yes, her body had some of the wrinkles that you expect, and her magnificent titties sagged further then they should, but her body was lightly tanned all over. Her plain white panties and bra only accented her mature, lush beauty.

I could barely keep my mouth closed as I stared at the skin in front of me, and my cock quickly stiffened to its full length. Debra's red lips pouted into an 'O' shape as she saw the stiffness in my pants.

"Oh my God, you are gorgeous!" Debra smiled and pirouetted around, letting me see that fine ass.

"Let's see what you have." I quickly stripped off, except I also took off my underwear, as it was too confining for the massive hard on I had. Her eyes locked onto my penis, and hesitatingly she reached out and stroked it gently, her hand curled around it, those sexy dark red nails turning me on even more.

"I've never cheated on my husband. I've never really wanted to," she said as she stroked it.

"But this morning, before I left to meet you at the gym, I was in the mood, and tried to tease him a little. And he said to me, "a tear ran down her face, " 'Whatever, Debra, but I have to get to work.' No baby, no dear, not even sweetheart, just 'Whatever, Debra'." It's been so long since he made me feel special. And you, it's so obvious you think I'm attractive, and that you want me, and you think I'm special. And I need a man in my life to make me feel that way again."

I reached out and pulled her towards me gently. I leaned down and kissed her soft, red lips. We stayed like that for an endless moment, our lips pressed against each other, then the dam burst and she grabbed me, pulling me hard against her, her mouth opening and her tongue racing its way into my eager mouth.

We traded long, passionate kisses, our hands running over each other. I unhooked her bra from behind and let it drop to the floor, caressing one naked breast then another. I then broke apart from that eager mouth, bending over and kissing one beautiful breast, sucking on her nipples and working my way back up along her breast and neck.

Debra moaned with pleasure, and I felt her crotch grind into me, rubbing against my erect dick.

I dropped down and knelt in front of her, pulling her panties down and kissing her blonde, wet pussy. It was neatly trimmed, and still looked damn good.

"Oh, God, yes", she moaned as I pushed a finger gently inside her and teased her with it. I coaxed her clit out and rubbed on it, fingering her and kissing on her clit at the same time. She was bent over, her hands on my shoulders, moaning with pleasure as I worked on coaxing as much pleasure as I could from her. I pushed my tongue inside, and felt her shudder as I worked it around, licking on her erect clitty. I could feel her body begin to tense all over, and I redoubled my efforts, two fingers rapidly diddling her while I licked her clit. Then that electric tingle I loved to feel went over my tongue as her juices flowed over me as she shuddered into her first of what I hoped were many orgasms!

"OH MY GOD, YES - YES - Oh William - God William - oh my Lord what have you done to me," and she fell back onto the bed, shaking.

My dick was rigid as a bar of iron, and demanding its own release. I climbed onto the bed and on top of her, aiming my cock at that wet hole, and her knees slid apart, those beautiful legs going up in the air as I slid my dick deep into that hot, wet pussy. I felt her shudder against me and realized that she was having another orgasm just from me entering her! This woman was hot! Her legs clamped around me, her hips thrust up at me, and soon we were pounding at each other in a furious rhythm.

"God yes, fuck me - fuck me - stick that beautiful young cock in me and fuck me - oh, yes, yes, yes. God you feel so good and you're fucking me so good - don't stop - don't stop - oh, oh." I pounded her pussy harder and harder, going deeper and deeper into her, all the time her begging me to keep going. It was too much for me, fucking this hot married woman in her own marital bed, the pictures of her happy family adorning the walls, and I finally went over the edge and exploded deep into her cunt, and it seemed that was enough to set her off again as well.

We fell apart from each other, breathing heavily, and then by some unspoken accord snuggled up next to each other. "I lied to you."

I looked at her and raised my eyebrows.

"My boss is out of town, and my girlfriend was at the office. I just wanted to come up with a reason for us to be alone and I was hoping this would happen. I told everyone I had car trouble this morning and that you were kind enough to pick me up to get me home. We'll need to get it later after the office closes."

I leaned over and kissed her, my hands running across her fabulous chest, her hard nipple poking at me, with me gently rubbing it with one finger. "I've never been so glad to be taken advantage of." She reached down and felt my cock, and a soft gasp escaped her lips as she felt my dick was already semi-hard again.

"Oh my God, really?" she said in a wondering tone. "My girlfriends talk about young men, but I'd forgotten." I rolled over on top of her. "It helps to have such a sexy woman to look at."

I leaned down and kissed her, opening my mouth and pushing my tongue forward. She opened her own mouth, accepting my tongue, wrapping her arms around me and pulling her to me, and we kissed for what seemed like an endless moment. When we finally broke apart, her eyes were shining with pleasure.

"God, you are incredible!" She gently pushed at me, "That deserves a reward." I fell onto my back and she wound up between my legs, where she took two hands and slowly stroked my engorged cock.

Debra bent over and gently kissed the top, licking all over the head before kissing up one side and down the other. Her soft, wet lips set me on fire, and then she took me deep in her mouth. She sucked me with long, steady strokes, gently massaging my balls with one hand and the other stroking my cock as her mouth went steadily up and down. Her red lips were gripped on my cock, her blonde hair flowing loosely around her head as she bobbed up and down, and the picture I could see on the nightstand of her husband and her combined to drive me wild with lust. I grabbed her soft hair and head with both hands, fucking her hot mouth as she continued to suck at me, now almost frantically. "Oh, God, baby, I can't take much more of this!"

Debra let go of me and said, "Well I damn sure don't want to waste such a beautiful cock!" She climbed on top of me, reaching down and adjusting my cock, then pushing herself down on top of it.

"God, William, you fill me up so damn good! I just fucking love it!" Hearing those filthy words come out of this sexy woman's mouth only increased my lust, and I used my hips to fuck my cock deeper into her wet, waiting pussy.

"Yessss -- baby -- yessss. God that feels so good!" She pushed herself down on top of me, "But I want to fuck you now!" She started moving up and down on me, taking my entire cock deep into her longing pussy. I reached up with both hands and covered her tits with my hands, feeling her diamond hard nipples press against my palms, caressing them with my fingers, hearing her moans of pleasure as she bounced up and down on my pole, using it to pleasure herself.

Debra bounced faster, shoving herself onto me, grunting with pleasure as she came down each time, chanting "Yes! -- Yes! -- Yes!" as she fucked me faster and faster. I moved my hands from her breasts to her hips, holding her steady as she slammed herself into me, then I saw her face twist in pleasure, her back arched backwards, and she let out a long wail of pleasure as another orgasm overwhelmed her.

Somehow I had managed to control myself this long, and I patiently waited as she collapsed in a heap over me, my cock still deep in her pussy, coming down from the heights of pleasure, letting her breathing slow back to normal.

Finally Debra lifted her head off my chest and looked at me. "God, William, I cannot remember the last time I had this many orgasms! You are incredible! I'm going to be walking funny for a week!"

"You are just as incredible, Debra." I pulled her down and kissed her which she eagerly returned.

"God, you're still hard!," as she felt my cock move inside her.

"What can I say? You bring it out in me."

"Well, I know a perfect place for you to put that load!"

"Really?," and I slowly moved inside of her.

"Oh, yeah! How about a little doggy style? I haven't done that since college!"

"Are you kidding? With such a perfect ass as yours? I'd be slamming my dick into you every chance I got!"

"Less talk, more fucking!" I grinned at what a tomcat I'd unleashed as she lifted herself off of me, letting me get out from under her, then wiggled that delectable little ass at me. I quickly knelt behind her, letting my cock slap up against her as she pushed the head into her. I slammed my cock forward, burying it in her steaming twat.

"Yes, baby, yes! Fuck that pussy of mine!"

I started hammering her hard, slamming it into her again and again. Debra knelt down on the bed, giving me more access, crying aloud with pleasure every time I penetrated her. I didn't last long, that beautiful ass slamming back towards me, her cries of lust-filled pleasure as I fucked my cock into her, and within a minute or two I grunted and pumped my second load into her willing, waiting cunt.

I collapsed over her, my cock slowly softening and falling out of her well fucked pussy with a soft plop. I rolled over and laid back on the bed, with Debra now looking down at me. She snuggled into my side and I shook my head in amazement at the stupidity of some men. She took one hand and played with the hair on my chest. I had one arm wrapped around her, just below her breast, and I cupped it with one hand.

"That was incredible, William. I can't believe I was such a slut with you."

"Trust me, I enjoyed every minute with you too. And you weren't a slut, just a vibrant, sexy woman who's been denied too long by a worthless husband who doesn't deserve you." She gently smiled and kissed me again. "So, will we do this again sometime?" Debra looked thoughtful for a moment.

"I want to -- that was the best sex I've had in years!" I kissed her and she eagerly returned it. "I'm just worried about how. It wouldn't take much for tongues to start wagging at work; everyone knows that we work out together on occasion. Anyone sees anything and that will start the rumor mill."

I thought about the problem as well for a moment then proposed, "Look, how about this? We stop working out at the gym together. We only see each other in the city as needed by work. But you can call me whenever you have a chance and come over to my neighborhood. I have a two car garage so you can park in there and no one will ever see you."

"Sounds perfect." She kissed me again. "I hope it'll be sooner rather than later!" I ran one hand down her body and rubbed her pussy. "So do I!" We both laughed.