Lunch Buddies

There's nothing like a rainy weekday afternoon for a good porn movie, and Gus had plenty of time on his hands, so he found a sleazy movie house, not too close to home.

The rain was incessant as he dashed inside, baseball cap pulled low and collar up. He paid his way in and let his eyes adjust before trying to sit. He didn't want to trip on anyone.

He was able to see in a minute, standing at the divider between the loge and balcony, and made his way up the stairs, looking for privacy, which was easy today, not being fir for man nor beast.

He nestled in, near the back of the balcony and began taking in the action, a big-titted woman who was supposed to be a housewife was negotiating prices with the plumber. She was stroking him while explaining her financial problems, in an awkward attempt to act realistic.

She was much more believable when she took his cock in her mouth. Now that was showmanship!

Gus noticed a couple join me, sitting in my aisle, about 7 seats away, with him being closer to him. They shook off their raincoats, and Gus thought the female looked too classy to be in a dive like this. She wore a skirt and white blouse, looking more suited for an office.

Her friend was about her age, maybe 40, and Gus wondered why they just didn't get a room at a motel, probably cheaters anyway.

Gus tried not to stare, alternating between the action on the screen and the couple not far away. They began making out quickly, and his hands were all over her boobs, unbuttoning her blouse and feeling her tits.

They seemed to not notice Gus, too wrapped up in each other. He was unbuckling for her while she looked around. The screen was suddenly brighter, and Gus could see her face clearly. She was older then 40, maybe 50, and she looked familiar. A glance at the guy didn't help, him being a stranger, but as she lowered her head to his lap, her eyes met Gus and there was a flash between them.

Did she recognize Gus, or was she surprised to see someone there? And why did she look so familiar? The concept of someone getting a real blow job not 20 ft away was much more exciting than the actions of 2 old pros going through the motions on screen, and Gus was slowly rubbing himself, watching her head bob on the man's lap. The guy was working her head, setting the rhythm, and as his excitement grew, he thrust harder into her mouth.

The guy was obviously in a rush, and in less than 5 minutes he had arched his back and pumped his juices into her mouth, and she was up again, looking in Gus's direction, fixing her hair, wiping her lips into a tissue. She whispered something, then left her seat, going back to the restrooms in the rear, balcony.

The man made sure she was gone, then grabbed his coat and made a dash for the door, and Gus knew he was leaving her without a goodbye.

So, being curious, Gus decided to use the men's room, and he realized the man had left her coat sitting there. Gus took it with him, delaying getting into the men's room so she would run into him in the hall.

Sure enough, he had timed it perfectly, they almost collided.

"Oh, sorry", she said and they both froze. "Gus!"

"Mrs. P?"

"Shh! What are you doing here?"

"Me? I was watching a movie, then saw you leave.." He held up her coat.

"He left it? I thought he'd wait until I came back."

"Nope, as soon as you left, he took off."

"Oh, okay, I guess", taking her coat from him. "I hope this can stay between you and me, Jon doesn't need to hear, right?"

Gus and Jon had been close as teens, but lost touch when Jon went away to college. Since then, 10 years had passed without any real contact. No dispute, just friends who lost touch.

But Gus always had a crush on her from 13 on, although it was just fantasy, the MILF before they were called that.

"No, no, I wouldn't say anything. What could I say anyway? 'I was hanging out in a porn theater, and...' would sound pretty lame, huh?"

She smiled. "Not as lame as, 'Guess where my lunch date took me and abandoned me', I'm sure."

He looked her over, and although ten years had passed, she still had a way about her, vulnerable but hard on the outside, and sexy as hell.

"You must be shocked at me." She brushed her hair back, looking up at Gus. "Your friend's Mom and all.

"To be honest, I always thought you were sexy, and this only confirms it."

"Me? Hardly."

"When I came over, even when you were still in your robe and your hair was messed, you were the sexiest mom in the neighborhood."

"Boyhood fantasies?" she smiled.

"Oh, yeah! Especially when you worked late as a barmaid, you'd sleep late and I'd walk by your room and see you spread out, just begging to be... sorry."

Her eyes twinkled. "Really? You got excited?"

"I'd slip into your bathroom and jerk off into your black bra, 38D if I remember correctly."

"You do!"

Beaming, Gus said, "What I would have given to fuck you once."

She smiled again. "How about giving an old friend a ride home?"

She was still in the same apartment she had shared with Jon, his pictures and those of his new family were everywhere, even some of he and Gus in their teen rock band. Carole was embarrassed to admit to being a grandmother, but Gus assured her, it didn't detract from her sexiness.

After proudly reciting Jon's many accomplishments, she asked, "So what about you, Gus?"

"I spend my days watching skin flicks and my nights playing drums in a wedding house band."

"Sorry, I don't know why I asked that."

"It's okay, we get some real gigs at clubs, sometimes make decent money, we may have a job opening for a Country band."

"Good for you! I'd like to hear you."

"I'll let you know where we are playing if you like." "I'd like that, I'll fit right in with the wedding band crowd."

"You'd fit anywhere, Carole, and I'd be proud to have you there."

"You wouldn't leave me in the ladies room?"

"I'd probably follow you in there!"

"And do what?"

Gus stood closer. "And do what I've wanted to do since I was 13 years old."

She turned to him, her breath throaty, their faces close. "What would that be?"

His hand went to her breast, and he squeezed. "I've always wondered how they felt."

"And..."

"And I like it." His other arm went around her waist, pulling her to him, and their lips met, briefly, they stared at each other, then she closed her eyes and moved into him, letting her tongue trail across his lips.

"This is gonna be another thing you can't tell Jon about, ever."

"I'm an excellent secret keeper." His lips pressed against hers and he pulled her hips tightly against his growing bulge as his other hand began undoing her blouse.

"Since we are being truthful, I had fantasies about you, too, that you followed me home and took advantage."

Gus grinned. "Yeah? Like I forced you? Man, I wish I knew, I would have snuck into your bed when Jon wasn't looking and fucked you while you slept."

She bit his ear lobe, now sounding helpless. "Oh, no! Gus, you are too big and strong! Please stop! I'm so frightened!"

Gus was glad to play along. His hand tore the bra from her shoulders as she clutched it. "You been asking for this since the day we met, Bitch. I take what I want!"

She feigned fright, but her smile reassured him. "Oh Gus, my tits, they are tender, especially the nipples, please don't hurt them!"

He took her lead and tweaked one nip as she moaned, then lowered his head, sucking and chewing on it and she squirmed in his arms.

"Ooh, that hurts me, No more, please!"

His hand was unzipping her skirt as she whispered, "Don't you want me in my bed?"

He grunted, and shoved her down the familiar hall. "I'm gonna fuck you for all those years you teased me. Foe when you tempted me in your robes and black bras."

"No, Gus, No! We can't our ages! You must stop!" as she tumbled through the door, outstretched on her bed. "Please, don't I can't suck your cock! I'm Jon's mother!" Gus took the cue and undid hi jeans, by now more than hard, loving their game. He stepped out of them, kicked off his sneaks and peeled down his boxers as she stared in anticipation.

His 6 inches stood straight out, twitching, and he knew she was liking this, too. He straddled her on the bed and held his cock to her lips. "Suck, Bitch!"

"Oh, Gus, No, I can't..." as she allowed him to slide it between her lips, her tongue flicking out to meet him.

He stabbed at her and she gagged slightly as he crammed his meat into her mouth.

He shifted so he was able to play with her, inserting 2, then 3 fingers deep inside her wet hole as she moaned and slurped.

She cried out a few times, angry, then scared, then defiant, telling Gus to pump harder between slurps.

He withdrew from her mouth, wanting to really make her feel it. He got behind her and knelt her up, she glanced back, and gave him a knowing nod.

He placed the head of his cock against her pussy, it was throbbing as she whimpered, "Oh, Gus, no! not yet, I'm not wet enough."

With that, He slammed into her pussy and she let out a hiss. He drew back and slammed again. She growled with each slam. She rolled her eyes and head, loving the moment as Gus penetrated.

"Gus, Gus! Stop, I'm gonna cum, Gus, Oh My God, I'm gonna CUM!"

Her entire body trembled as she muffled a scream into her pillow. Just then, Gus let loose with a stream of hot cum, ramming it deep into Carol, who lost all control, crying out and trembling as Gus continued slamming.

Their bodies slumped, his cock still inside her, oozing cum into her, and he kissed her neck.

"Did I meet your expectations", she asked.

"Fuck, yeah. I hope I did okay."

She turned under him, holding his face, kissing him firmly. "No more dirty movies for you, young man. I expect to be your lunch buddy for as long as you have me.