Milf. Stories

"Hello, Jules. Nice to see you back. Did you miss me?" I look up from chopping the celery sticks. It's Shauna from next door. She breezes into the kitchen and gives me a playful kiss on the cheek. I don't remember the doorbell ringing, but I am used to her coming and going at will. Saffy smiles when she sees her, "Oh Shauna could you give us a hand with the shrimp for the seafood salad?" "Sure thing darling." She grabs a...

I heard her struggling. “You need any help?” I called up the stairs to her but knew she would decline. “No!” she said with as much energy as she could muster (which, wasn’t much). “Stay out. I’m not ready yet,” she insisted. I was standing at the bottom of the stairs, ready to run upstairs in an instant, if I heard her fall or felt she needed my help. I had been there for nearly an hour. She treated me so well when she wa...