She was hot and she was single. a divorcee in her late 30's. I had heard the story going around work from the young work experience guy holidaying from the UK. that even though she was 15 years older she had invited him home for drinks.
Sitting him down in the lounge of her renovated Port Melbourne Cottage. she told him she needed to have a shower. so would he like to watch TV for a while.He heard the shower start, turning around looking across a small court yard he could see straight into the bathroom. She had dimmed the lights and seemed to be smiling to herself as she slowly and seductively undressed, wriggling to some back ground music he could not hear. Dropping her clothes one by one into a clothes basket; but always facing him, occasionally turning to accentuate her figure.
She entered the shower not closing the door. just running the water softly, she proceeded to soap up her stunning body.
first working her breasts into a soapy lather. then rubbing her fingers into her shaved pussy. this went on for some 10 minutes . the young chaps cock was hardening as it was meant to be from this obvious exhibition that was meant for him.Should he, would he dare,the scotch and ice, second glass warmed his resolve.
He remembered she told him only one toilet in the bathroom. use it any time the words were ringing in his ears.
He went to the bathroom, his zip already down in case he chickened out. He opened the door; pretended not to see her. And pulling out his cock proceeded to piss as best he could into the toilet bowl.
He heard her voice saying his name."What took you so long."
he turned to face her; cock still in his hand. "Undress and join me in the shower; we need to wash that cock".
He complied and as the story goes, did not surface until work time the next day.where some of the ladies noticed he was wearing the same clothes and the bookkeeper had a silly grin on her face all day.
Half his luck; when I later made a pass at her at a work function; she retorted what makes you think I'm a girl like that !!!!