During the day I have my job to keep me busy (and the household chores aren't done by little leprechauns either!) but the evenings can get lonely.It w...s my second day alone and I had just come home from work. After doing the regular chores in the house I dropped on the couch and turned on the TV. As usual around that time of the day, there was nothing on the damn thing. As my frustration grew, my phone rang. Stretching to grab it from the table next to the couch, I answered to find it was my. This is odd behavior for an interview, but I need a job and will do almost anything to get some extra cash. As I sip on the wine I notice I seem to be getting very light headed, more so than with any other wine. I'm sitting there, I notice that I can see that the front of the desk is open. Her outfit is very similar to the security guards. She explain the duties of the job and what is to be required of me. In the background I here the elevator door open, I here the sound of high heels coming. This brought a huge smile across my lips. I leaned down to kiss her again and then the realization that my wet dream was about to come true hit me. So maybe I can get some of this riding gear off and get more comfortable?Her giggle was such a turn-on. She started helping me strip of my bulky motorcycle gear. And then more, my shirt was the next thing off and then my pants. All just discarded there in the foyer. I stood a bit awkwardly, exposed more then ever in front of her. The obvious bulge. You're going to devour me while getting fucked. Then we'll take off the blindfold. Mmm, won't that be hot to see who you've been loving?”“Uh-huh,” the MILF moaned. She squirmed on her back. Her breasts jiggled and swayed. Her hands rubbed up and down her body, her wedding ring flashed.It was so hot for Stefani to fuck the pussy that birthed her. My own cunt was on fire. I mounted the table and straddled Mrs. Armstrong's face. I lowered my cunt to her mouth, eager for this bitchy woman to feast.