I’ll let you see

My name is Enrico, and I work at a laboratory. Despite this, I am not the usual laboratory nerd. I am tall, have a formidable build, and attractive features. Also, I’m pretty smart. These things combined make me sort of popular with women. And I do enjoy this a lot; it’s great to have a selection of women who are after me. However, they all have something in common: they don’t completely please me.

Maybe it’s because they’re too easy to obtain, or maybe I’m just hard to please? Anyway, I do know I like someone right now, but this woman is very difficult for me to get… she likes to play it hard. You see, I think the older women get, the smarter they become. And so when they edge their 40s, they’re old enough to know what they like and how to control men the way they want.

This woman is the receptionist at the laboratory, and her name is Suzanne. She is 38 years old, has a curvy, sexy figure, large boobs and an even larger ass, and she always wears tight clothing. I think she likes how it makes other men pay attention to her. She takes a lot of care of her long, brunette hair, wears makeup all the time, to hide his incoming wrinkles I suppose, and walks like she owns the place, moving her hips to the sides and eyeing everybody with her small glasses on. She is a stunner.

She was hired not too long ago, but ever since she got the position, she has attracted me. I have tried to swing by her whenever we have a break, but she brushes me off cleverly and easily. It’s like she can just dispose of me or reel me in whenever she wants. It’s a little maddening. I tried and tried and tried, because I was really attracted to Suzanne, and I really wanted to fuck her. Many guys at the laboratory wanted to fuck her, to be honest, but they had little chance as well. Even the older men of the group, she seemed to just not like anybody.

But that did not stop me. I wanted to get her to bed at least, and I was keen on getting what I wanted. I continued to try and approach her, and she started to get softer slowly. One day, I decided it was the perfect moment to ask her on a date. I had been saving some money to be able to afford an expensive dinner, because I know women like her like everything fancy and posh. I was ready to spend a bunch to get her to bed.

After my shift was done, I approached her desk to talk to her and ask her out. The moment I approached her, the first thing I noticed was that her shirt was unbuttoned on the top part and her cleavage was clearly visible. I got semi hard to what was in sight in front of me. I tried to focus and then greeted her, and she told me I had to hurry because she was busy. And she seemed to be, she wouldn’t even stop using her computer to fix her glasses or her shirt. She seemed stressed.

And so I told her that she did seem busy and that we could talk later, and I left. She did not even pay attention to me. That of course made me feel a bit discouraged but I did not save all that money for nothing. The following day, after my shift, I went and asked her on the date.

“So, where are you going to take me?” she asked, looking completely different from the day before, with her hair fixed and her shirt covering her completely. “A good restaurant. Trust me on this one” I replied, with a confident smile to seem more attractive. I looked at her for a few seconds, awaiting for her reply, my heart rate going up by the second. “Okay, we can go after work. I’ll trust you on this one” she said with a naughty smile then continued to work. I smiled and said “See you later, then” and left home to get ready. There was already a sexual tension being built between us.

I got home and quicky changed to more formal attire. Her shift was going to be over in an hour, and I had to go pick her up. She looked flawless already so I did not imagine she would worry about getting even prettier for the date. After I was done, I left to go pick her up. She was just walking out of the building and looked surprised the moment she saw me rolling in to pick her up. She got into my car and we left.

“Is this a well-known restaurant?” she asked, applying some lip gloss, very sensually. “I don’t think so. But that may be because how expensive it is” I replied, and she looked interested. “well, if so, then you’re about to surprise me” she said, in a seductive tone. She was very attractive and knew what to do to enhance it. The car ride was long but we got along fine, talking over the ride about stuff like wine, work, food, life and other things. She had been married before, but got divorced just 3 years prior to moving to my city. She described her marriage as “A waste of time that took 5 years of me away” and said she was ready to start living a carefree life.

We got to the restaurant, and I had not seen it until now. It really did look posh and beautiful, with red wine and golden décor inside and out, fountains and exquisite gardening, which moved inside of the restaurant, and consisted of exotic plants I had never seen before. It was very pretty, and surprisingly it was packed. Suzanne looked excited. We walked in and got a table for 2, and of course I was acting like a gentleman along the way, opening doors for her and stuff.

She ordered ribs, which surprised me. It was such a heavy plate, and it was also one of the cheapest. Maybe she was being considerate. I ordered a steak and also the finest wine. We just ate dinner and continued the conversations we let off in the car ride. Suddenly, she broke out of character when she asked me about the other guys in the lab. “I know they want to fuck me. I know me” she said, with a big smile while finishing her food. “Maybe. I don’t know” was my reply.

“Do you want to fuck me too?” she asked, still smiling. I blushed and looked away, and then said no. “Don’t be modest. I know you want to; you were so persistent.” She said, and the waiter came to pick our plates. “Maybe. But so soon?” I said in a confessional tone. “I knew it” she said, then after paying we made way to my car. “Let’s go to my house, now I host the date” she said seductively, and gave me the directions. I knew what was going on, so of course I agreed to go. Her house was big and very pretty. I never imagined she lived in such a place, I imagined something smaller. She lived there by herself. As soon as we walked in, before I could say anything good about her place, she pushed me onto the couch and started to undo her shirt. She got over me and looked me into the eyes, removing her glasses and letting her hair free. “Show me how much you want to fuck me” She said, with a sexy glare.

I quickly began to undress and before long, I had her on her knees sucking my cock. She seemed to be pleased with the size of my cock as soon as it jumped out of my boxers, already hard. She salivated it while fingering her pink pussy, which I was crazy to pound. As soon as she got up, I held her up and started to fuck her while standing. Her big boobs were jumping up and down and she was moaning loudly, and I could feel her warm vaginal juices oozing out of her now red pussy.

She continued to moan and then we moaned in unison as I came, taking my cock just in time to not come into her, and she got down to her knees to get my load onto her face. She looked pleased as she licked it off her face, then proceed to lick the tip of my penis. “That was worth the trust for a date” she said, then swallowing my cock entirely once more. “I’m kind of ready for a second round” she added, and I laughed.

And that’s how I showed her how much I wanted her.