Renata texted Shaye first. Just a hello since he had given her his number. 

But he asked her for platonic details of her sexual preferences. And then, if she would be open to a romp here and there. 

“How old are you?” she managed to ask when she saw him again, noticing his pretty-boy looks attracting the attention of other ladies. 

Shaye leaned closer and replied, his glowing eyes accompanied by a lazy smile, “Two dozens.” 

Renata bit her bottom lip. Damn it, she thought to herself. She’d just turned 32 and she wanted a man her age to help her settle her needs. 

Shaye let his breath graze her cheek and he winked at her. She felt her insides melt at his sweet and simple seduction. 

He had hooked her so easily and all she could wonder about was if he would cry when she made him cum. And would he cum in her mouth… or somewhere else inside of her. 

***

Shaye called Renata over and she came. She would never avoid a whisper of excitement from the bright-eyed boy eight years her junior He was sexually charged unlike anyone she had ever met before. He wore a sweater, his hair was wet from his shower, and he smelled like alcohol. She sighed, but couldn’t walk away from him. He was just too enticing for her. 

In a loose top and jeans, she wished she’d worn a skirt instead. But Shaye only led her down a ways and sat down on the curb. He lived on a quiet street and he knew they could play around but, for some reason, cars kept creeping by. 

Still, Renata didn’t mind. She slid her hand along his arm and then, down his body. With a smile, she slid her hand into his pants, down the front and gripped his loose erection in her hand. 

“I wasn’t expecting that,” Shaye murmured. 

Renata licked her lips, “What were you expecting?” 

A twitch later, Shaye was working on deep breathing while Renata flicked her wrist gently under his pants. He stiffened up and she reached lower to find his ball sack. She reached lower, searching for his taint, but the way he sat prevented her further access. 

Shaye groaned and murmured, “You’re brave.” 

Pressing her face against his tense shoulder, Renata smiled and whispered, “I know what I want.” 

Shaye pulled her face to his but only kissed her neck. So, she squeezed and stroked harder. Her fingers inched lower to touch his balls again. Shaye let his head loll back, “You’re driving me crazy.” 

Renata licked her lips and leaned closer, licking his lips. “You’re pulsing.” 

Headlights rolled around the corner and Shaye groaned. “I swear, there’s usually no cars on this street.” Renata stopped stroking and blushed but she did not remove her hand. He turned to her and asked, “You’re not going to remove your hand?” 

The car rolled by as she squeezed gently and Shaye let out a slow breath. She smiled and stroked again, faster. He groaned and reached over to slide his hand into her pants, squeezing her right butt cheek.

Renata giggled but her hand did not stop. Instead, she slid it lower so that she had a better grip, and he let out a soft moan. 

Shaye pulled her face against his and she kept stroking as he dug his hands into her hair. His tongue was on a mission to taste her. 

Distracted by his sensual kisses, he groaned when her hand slowed and he growled against her lips, “Faster.” 

Renata gasped but he caught her lips again. He tried to push her onto her back but she pushed him back and he groped for her breast. He squeezed her right breast and she gasped. 

He tried to press her against him but her hand inside his pants gave him a good and hard squeeze. Shaye let out a pant and he pulled back. 

He gasped and his body spasmed as he reached his edge. He eyed her carefully and she only smiled back at him. “So close,” he mumbled, leaning closer to her. 

Renata moaned softly, feeling his balls again. Shaye growled as he reached out to pull her face to his. His tongue slid into her mouth and he kissed her with needily. His hips moved but she did not slow down. 

And then, he broke the kiss and she could feel the bottom of his cock flex. Warmth covered her hand under his pants and he swallowed. She watched him carefully before she whispered, “Uh-oh.”

***

In the break room, Shaye watched as Renata opened the coffee packet and set it above the coffee mug. She moved aside to wait for the hot water to boil, keeping her back to Shaye. 

It had only been three days since their street side dalliance and yet, she couldn’t bring herself to look at him yet. She had offered him coffee as an excuse to see him again. However, she found his gaze too heated for her comfort. 

Hand reached out and touched her hips. He slid one hand up, between her breasts, to turn lift her chin. His other slid down her top, under her waistband of her pants, and down under her panties. 

His middle finger slid between her lips as she pressed her butt against his gently erect crotch. His lips traveled her neck and she gasped. 

“We’re at work,” she gasped, her body arching against his, pressing her butt harder against his hips. 

Shaye opened his mouth and bit where her neck met her shoulder. Then, he let her go and stepped to the right so that she could pick up the hot water and pour it slowly into the open coffee sack. 

Renata smiled and asked, “Do you want cream and sugar?” 

Shaye licked his lips. He waited for her to put down the kettle before he grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the break room and into a smaller storage closet. He pulled her face into his hands and pressed his lips against hers. 

Renata let her lips part as she pushed her tongue into his mouth. She pressed her body against his and he lowered his hands, pulling her shirt up to unbutton her pants. He slid his hand down the back of her pants and squeezed her butt cheeks. 

Renata slid her left hand around his neck and with the other, she rubbed against his hard crotch. Shaye groaned and moved from her lips to her neck. And then, his middle finger slipped between her spread butt cheeks and rubbed her anus. 

Renata gasped and Shaye shushed her, murmuring, “They’ll hear you.” 

The tip of his finger slid inside and she buried her face in his shoulder, trying not to pant. 

Shaye’s free hand unzipped her fly and tugged down her pants. Just enough so that his left hand could slide under her panties and his other middle finger could slide inside her pussy. 

Renata moaned softly and then, Shaye rested his lips against her neck as she hid her face, trying not to cry out. He slid his hand along her crack, his thumb on her clit as his finger slid in and out of her. 

Wet and hot, Renata swallowed, gripping Shaye’s arms. Her body tensed and then, Renata let out a soft moan as she came on his hand. 

“Shaye,” she whispered, begging for more. 

Shaye froze as did Renata when they heard someone enter the break room. “That coffee smells amazing! I wonder whose it is,” came the voice of a woman. 

Shaye slid his middle finger out of her pussy and then, slid both his middle and index fingers into her. Renata’s knees almost gave out. 

“I think Shaye was in here a moment ago. Might have gone to use the restroom,” came the voice of a man. 

As their footsteps moved around the break room, Shaye moved his hand again, sliding his fingers in and out of her wet pussy. Renata groaned and her hips moved against his hand, her body unable to stop itself from cumming again from his hands. 

Shaye swallowed and whispered, “Touch me.” 

Renata gasped and then, she slid his fly down and pulled out his hard cock. Her right hand slid up and down and he felt himself grow aggressive. The frustration of not making her cum that night on the curb haunted his dreams. 

And though he felt close to cumming, he held back. He wanted her to cum endlessly on his fingers. He wanted to fuck her senseless, but he’d settle for his fingers doing it first. 

Renata tried to step back, away from his fingers, but he followed her to the other side of the closet. He pressed her back against the wall and caught her lips again. His aggression came out more and he poured it into her. 

Renata gasped but his tongue was insistent. And when she came again, she bit her bottom lip to not cry out. Shaye pressed his hips against her and then, he spread his legs, and moved his thumb so that he could slide his cock along her crack but not in her. 

Renata clutched at his arm and lifted her right leg to give him better access. Shaye watched as she leaned her head back in pleasure and he clenched his jaw. 

He wanted to plunge into her. 

He wanted to take her against the wall. 

He wanted to cum deep inside her and feel her inner muscles contract around him. 

But he felt very aware of where they were. 

And how willing she was. 

Swallowing, Shaye murmured, “I want to fuck you.” 

Renata turned her face to his and leaned forward, whispering against his lips, “So, do it already.” 

Shaye kissed Renata thoroughly again before he pulled his fingers, all of them, out of her. Renata gripped at his shirt, barely able to stand. As she lowered her leg, he almost came, feeling her warmth around his cock. 

She smiled and reached down to touch his balls. “Go on,” she encouraged, wanting him to cum. 

Shaye groaned, “You’ll get dirty.” 

They had to finish the day at work. 

Renata smiled and pushed his hips away. She knelt and pulled his cock into her mouth. Shaye hand reached out to hold onto the wall to keep his knees from buckling. 

Renata watched Shaye as he stared at her. She pulled his cock into her mouth without her hands and then, she reached up to touch his balls, rubbing his taint with her knuckles. 

Shaye gasped and his hips moved against her face. He twitched and Renata sucked. She sucked hard. She gripped his balls, and Shaye let out a groan. 

He came and tried to hold back, but as he let his gaze fall on Renata, he saw her swallowing, not allowing a single drop to escape. She looked up at him and he felt another load burst from him. 

She swallowed all of his cock and cum. 

Shaye waited for to stop cumming. And it took a little bit, but when he was sure he was done, he touched the top of her head to let her know that he was done. 

Renata stood and searched the closet. She pulled off some paper towels to whipe herself. Shaye reached for her, wanting to taste her, but she slapped his hand away. He tried again but she stepped away from him. 

“We’re at work,” she whispered. 

Shaye scoffed, “And you just drank me.” 

Renata smiled at him as she pulled her pants up and straightened her top. “You can have me later. For now,” she added, as he pulled up his boxers and pants, “let’s have some coffee.” 

Shaye groaned. He didn’t want coffee. He wanted to plant his face between her legs and make her cum so much, he could drink her. And yet, he had to wait. 

Again. 

But she made him cum. 

Again. 

Older women were truly different. 

And he wanted to make her cum. Hard.