50 Sexcapades [Erotica Compilation] novel Chapter 11

"Mr. Weston?"

I sleepily looked up from the Wall Street Journal into two striking green eyes staring curiously down at me.

"It is you!" The young, beautiful woman leaned down to envelop me in a hug before I could register what was going on.

Her breasts pushed against my chest and her long red curls gently smacked me in the face giving me a whiff of her unforgettable scent.

I chuckled nervously and pulled her back to see who she was. She beamed widely as I squinted at the striking face, with almost feline features.

"Mae?" I asked, dumbfounded at the fact that I was staring at my 22-year-old daughter's best friend since childhood. I had practically watched her grow up and now she was a gorgeous woman.

"It's me! Oh, it's been too long since I've seen you, Mr. Wes, how are you? You look as handsome as ever, you know" she added with a wink that I'm not sure if I saw correctly or not.

I blushed at her attention and unconsciously ran a hand through my thick salt and pepper hair as she stored her carry-ons above us and settled into the seat next to me.

"I've been wonderful Mae, still keeping busy with my businesses, traveling back and forth from continent to continent for work. How about you, how's college treating you?"

She giggled and fastened her belt. "Well, I'm a senior now! I spent the last year abroad in Spain which was just brilliant. Every weekend I would be on a train to a different city, it was just such a unique experience. I actually spoke with Riley just a few days ago; she says she's got LSAT's in a week, how exciting huh?!"

Oh right, my daughter Riley. I almost forgot my own name sitting next to this stunning, delicious--

"Do you remember when Riley and I used to play Lawyer for hours and hours when we were younger. And we forced you to play along and be the judge? Our dolls were the jury, do you remember?" Mae laughed her sparkly laugh at the memory and launched into a full-on tirade about childhood adventures.

I tried to chuckle and smile along with her but didn't want to think about her as a chubby kid but instead as the beautiful woman, she is now. Mae was lost in her own world, recounting story after story and I took the opportunity to look at her long, golden bare legs. My eyes met her small pastel skirt and I imagined the wet, delicious twat in between her legs.

I gazed at her perky tits, covered in thin fabric. Oh, how I'd love to hold those lovely melons in my hands are ram her ginger pussy until she came for me over and over again.

Her candy apple colored lips danced as she passionately spoke but I could only see those lips wrapped around my thick, aching cock, sliding down her throat.

I was snapped from my thoughts as the pilot announced the plane was prepared for take-off. Mae and I kept up the agonizingly innocent conversation for a while until she fell asleep.