Owning My Girlfriend's Mom and Others - Part 7
I stood in front of the elevator that reached my girlfriend’s mom’s office and entered it. I pressed the floor on which I had to go just when a woman came running towards the lift. She was wearing a formal suit but no shirt inside. It revealed so much of her cleavage that I could not take off my eyes. I stopped the lift door from closing to let her inside. She pressed the button for the highest floor. My eyes were still glued to her cleavage, which she noticed and smirked. I got the courage to move in front of her and got closer to her boobs to stare. She sighed. “Have you never seen a cleavage before?” “I have, but I’ve never seen someone wearing only the blazer without anything inside.” “I’m wearing a bra, though.” “Why? You should not wear anything. You got such a nice pair that you should show it off to everyone and make them jealous.” She smiled almost proudly. “How old are you?” “19. You?” I was still only looking at her boobs. “That explains why you are so curious. My husband does not get excited by them anymore.” She tried her best not to sound complaining. “You don’t work here, right? I’m 32.” Her voice tone suddenly changed, and it sounded like she was interested. “No, I’m here just to visit someone,” I said and noticed her face for the first time. She was really pretty and looked younger than her age. She was the kind of woman you go to the office to look at and jerk off in the office washroom. “You’re really pretty.” I told her and then stared back at her boobs “and way sexy.” I pushed a button, and the lift stalled midway. “What are you doing?” She panicked for a moment. “I’m sorry, but please allow me this opportunity to bust my nut quickly.” “What? Here” “Yes, by looking at you and your heavenly body.” She looked unconvinced. “Please, ma’am. I’m only 19, and these kinds of experiences are very rare in life.” She paused for a second and considered it. “What do you intend to do?” She asked, unsure and a little aroused. “A lot of you may allow. But only jerk off right now by looking at you and thinking of doing so unholy things to you.” I stepped closer, and she stepped back. “Don’t get any closer to me. I’m married.” “Oh, but are you happily married? Are you satisfied?” I whisper as I step closer to her, and she keeps moving back. She fell silent and looked away as I kissed her skin and face with my eyes. I moved my lips closer to hers but stopped right there. I saw her looking in my eyes now, almost waiting for me to close that remaining distance between us. I backed down and stepped away from her. “You have the right to enjoy your own life and be sexually satisfied, you know,” I said. I pushed the button for the lift to move again. She was shocked. She did not know what had just happened. She stood there, paused. Then, a few moments later, she pushed the lift button to stop it again. “Wait” “What?” “You promise no touching?” “It’s hard to promise that, but I’ll try my best,” I said. My dick stirred in the anticipation of what was about to come. She closed her eyes and sighed, “I don’t know why I’m doing this.” Then she took off her blazer. She was wearing a maroon lace bra which hid her nipples, but the net fabric revealed her boobs to some extent. My dick visibly stirred, which she also noticed. “Forget that you are married for some moments, and let me see them fully,” I whispered as my hands reached for my dick. She looked hesitant before reaching for the hook and taking it off. The bra fell on her foot. Her naked, round, firm, medium-sized boobs bounced in front of me. Her fair skin glistened and formed a contrasting background for her dark nipples. They stared at me and invited me to come and touch and taste them. My dick got fully hard and started throbbing in my pants. My hands reached there and unzipped my pants. Her eyes were glued to my boner, and I could see she was curious to see my hard member. I was getting out of control, so I hurriedly took off my pants and grabbed my dick. I held it to flex it to her. I could see her pupils dilating at the sight of my veiny brown thick dick. I bet her husband did not even get hard. “Your boobs look so delicious,” I said as I leaned back against the wall of the lift opposite her. “I wonder how many guys have been able to see them.” “Not many.” She whispered as her eyes remained glued to my dick. “I guess then I am one of the luckier ones. Cause those babies are damn- worth looking at for my whole life.” I said and started stroking my dick slowly. “Mmm. No one has said that to me before.” She said, and her hands cupped her boobs. “They are all fucking losers. Your husband is the biggest.” I kept stroking myself. I kept staring at her boobs which now she had started playing with. “Mmm. Are they really that great?” “You can see the effect for yourself,” I said and looked at my hard dick. She knew it was true. “Get rid of those pants and turn around.” I almost said it with authority, and to my surprise, she complied. She turned around, lowered her formal pants, and stood in a maroon panty. It barely covered her ass cheeks. She had a great plumpy ass. I wanted to spank her so hard. “God, how are you so sexy? Like every bit of you is so fucking hot and cummable.” I complained and increased my pace of jerking off. “Lose that panty and show me that sweet pussy of yours, baby girl.” She did not move. “Please. I am in a trance, so don’t break my heart. I’m doing so unimaginable things to you right now.” I said in a smoky voice while still stroking my dick at a fast pace now. She took a deep breath and slid her panty off slowly. I could now clearly see her ass. I told her to bend over and saw her clean-shaven tight pussy. Her pussy was pink and looked so less used, even at the age of 32. I was now starting to secretly hate that clown of a man who got married to this sex goddess. Yet he did not satisfy her ever. “Fuck. Your pussy looks so young and tight. Ahh.