VIP4K. Girlfriend is late so horny guy better makes it with her stepmom

It was another long, hard day at the office. Alex had been burning the midnight oil for weeks now, pouring his heart and soul into the project that was meant to catapult his career. He was so engrossed in his work, he barely noticed the time flying by. It was almost 9 pm when he finally decided to call it a day.

As he packed up his stuff, his phone buzzed. It was a text from Stacey, his girlfriend. “Hey babe, running late at the studio. Be home around 11. Don’t wait up, love you!” Alex sighed. Stacey was a passionate artist, always chasing her creative muse. While he admired her dedication, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of disappointment. He was utterly exhausted but also incredibly horny after a long day of pent-up frustration.

Alex stepped into his apartment building and unlocked the door on his floor. As he made his way to his apartment, he noticed that the door to Janice’s apartment was slightly ajar. Janice was Stacey’s stepmother, a stunningly beautiful older woman in her mid-50s with a body that could make a grown man weep. She had a rash of them lately, but Alex tried to keep his eyes to himself.

“Hi Alex,” Janice purred as she opened the door, wearing nothing but a small silk robe that barely concealed her generous assets. Her hair was disheveled, and her face flushed. “I just got back from spin class. Gotta keep this fit body in check.” She sauntered past him and into her apartment. “Care to join me for a drink? I’ve got some excellent single malt Scotch, if you’re interested.”

Alex hesitated, knowing full well that he should head home. But the promise of a stiff drink and the company of this tantalizing cougar was too enticing to pass up. “Lead the way,” he replied, trying to play it cool as he followed her into her apartment.

Janice’s place was dimly lit, with plush furniture and an inviting fireplace. She led him to the living room and poured him a generous glass of whiskey. “So, how’ve you been, Alex? Still slaving away at that job?” she asked, sitting down next to him on the couch.

Alex took a sip of his drink and nodded. “Yeah, it’s been a bit of a grind lately. But I’m confident that this project will pay off.” He could feel Janice’s eyes on him, her gaze fierce and intense.

“That’s great, sweetie,” she purred, reaching out to run her fingers through his hair. “You work so hard. I think you deserve a little reward.”

Before Alex could respond, Janice leaned in and pressed her lips against his. The raw, primal hunger of her kiss caught Alex off guard, but he found himself yielding to her advance. His hands explored her body, feeling the soft curves of her hips and the generous swell of her breasts as her robe slipped off her shoulders.

Janice broke the kiss and stood up, allowing her robe to fall to the floor. She stood before him, utterly naked, her body bathed in the firelight. “Come on, Alex. Let me take care of you,” she cooed, extending her hand to him.

Alex’s mind raced. He knew this was wrong on so many levels, but he couldn’t deny the searing desire that coursed through his veins. Slowly, he rose to his feet and allowed Janice to lead him into her bedroom. She pushed him down onto the bed and climbed on top of him, her warm, soft flesh pressing against his own.

As their bodies merged in a frenzy of passion, Alex lost himself in the sensations. Janice was an expert lover, her knowledge and confidence pushing him to heights of pleasure he had never experienced before. She rode him hard, her hips undulating in a hypnotic rhythm as she consumed him with her lust.

Alex gripped her hips, driving his own deep into her core, feeling her quivering walls clench around him. Janice threw her head back, a primal moan escaping her lips as she crashed over the edge of ecstasy. Alex followed her, his body shuddering as he filled her with his hot, pulsing seed.

They collapsed together on the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and spent. Janice curled up beside him, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. “That was incredible, Alex,” she whispered, her voice heavy with satisfaction. “We should do this more often.”

Alex lay there, his mind reeling. He knew he had made a terrible mistake, and he could only pray that Stacey would never find out. But even as the guilt ate away at him, he couldn’t ignore the lingering heat of Janice’s touch or the tantalizing promise of her words.

As he finally made his way home hours later, Alex knew he had crossed a line from which there was no return. But deep down, he also knew that it was only the beginning of a saga that would consume them all.