It's hard

Working as a lawyer is not as fun people think. Well, it sure is well-paid. But it’s also very stressing sometimes. Besides, lawyers are usually perceived as boring, serious people. I think I kind of did not fit in the description of a classic lawyer. Sure, I knew about the law, and I was paid a lot. But nearing my 40 years of age, I had not yet settled down.

Behind closed doors, leaving my suit and law book, I had a few ways to entertain me. Sex was always atop my list. And despite my age, it is pretty common or, dare I say, easy, to find girls to date and fuck. I am not ugly, and my wealth kind of gets their pussy wet before I even touch them. Because of this, it has been very easy for me to find my entertainment. Girls have never been a problem for this old man.

My last lover was a 19 year old girl named Katherine. She was staying at her grandparents’ place, who live across the street. She had a bubble but that was fun to spank, long brunette hair, blue eyes that hid lust, and her mouth was a wonder. If I wasn’t careful enough to pull out of her mouth in time, she would make me come in just minutes.

I think she was cheating on her boyfriend, who lives in her hometown. I sent her back home good for him, because I had stretched her pussy and butthole more than he was apparently able to. She was young but willing to experiment. We had a lot of fun, fucking all over my house. She was especially fun to fuck in the kitchen. Her pussy got wet with the first few thrusts, and I rammed her forcefully afterwards.

But Katherine is gone now, so I am back to having no one to have fun with. As if it was magic, I met a new girl not long after Katherine. Enter 23 year old Sabrina. She was very different from Katherine, with short black hair and not quite the define figure. But she has plump lips and a very sexy glare, she found ways to drive me nuts with more than just seduction. But, unlike Katherine, Sabrina is not an easy girl. Not impressed by my looks, or money, she was harder to get to bed. But she stayed with me.

She could have dumped me anytime. But I think she was playing hard to get. I wonder, is she used to older men hitting on her? Usually, I like to date girls who are between 18 and 22, but Sabrina was too attractive for me. And maybe, because she was so hard to get, it was even more enticing to pursue her ass.

She made me take her out on multiple dates before even deciding to kiss me on the lips. The movies, shopping, dinning, clubbing, the pool, shopping again… she had a full agenda and used me accordingly to fulfill it. I didn’t feel used or anything, but I did want to get to her. After a few dates, around 5, she kissed me on the lips for the first time. It made me feel like a teenager all over again, excited about the kiss and with an uncontrollable boner. That made me feel even more keen on getting her to bed.

We had around 10 dates already, when she let me take her to my house. She said “She wanted to try my cooking” so I agreed to cook. This was quite the unusual date for me, because if girls went to my house to eat we usually just ordered take-out. She wanted me to cook, something I don’t really do much. I was a little annoyed by this, but I tried my best. I just made some simple steak with fries and salad, with fine wine I almost never have. The contrast between the simplistic cooking and the wine would probably be amusing to her.

She arrived to my house at 8 pm, just as stated. I had arranged my house like I hadn’t done before, because for girls it was usually smash and go. But this time I decorated the table in a very formal way, wanting merely to impress Sabrina and get what I wanted so desperately. Maybe if everything looked fine she wouldn’t mind my terrible cooking.

Surprisingly, she liked my cooking. She said the steak could use a little more flavor, but outside of that she didn’t complain. We talked while dining, her bright charisma sparkling while we ate. She was a beauty, and she was so close to my reach just now. After eating, we just sat down on the living room, where she let me kiss her again.

After that, things began to heat up and she just let me have my way. She just let me do as I pleased, and I quickly took off her fancy dress. She giggled here and there, looking at how in awe I was of her body, something that up to that point I could only dream of having. She was entertained by my thirst, and toyed a little with my desires. Standing naked in front of her, she closed her legs and stood up, then kissed me and walked to my room, making me follow behind her.

She laid down on bed, her face down, and she just put her ass up for me to penetrate. Wasting no time, I walked up to her and slid my cock into her pussy, which got wet rapidly. She let out a soft moan and started to rub her clit as I continued to thrust into her, sharing the control of the action. She pulled out when she wanted, and commanded me to lick her pussy when she was feeling it had gotten enough of a pounding for a bit.

She was more sexually aggressive than past lovers and I loved it. That night we made love 3 times, and she let me lay all the burning desire I had over her body. The following morning, when I woke up, I only found a note next to me. It said:

“You were probably the best guy I have dated in years. However, I have to go back to my country. Maybe we will cross paths again. I hope you’ll remember my body”

And I sure as heck remember her. It’s been a month, but Sabrina is still stuck in my heart. I have fucked some other girls since then, but no one comes closer to the challenge and good sex that she was. She was hard, but worth it. Her plump lips, the way her white ass turned red with my thrusts, her tight, pink pussy and how wet she was…