Chapter 40: MILF in Rain

I finally pulled out slow, a thick stream of cum following, dripping down her thighs onto the table. She whimpered at the emptiness, body still trembling from the last orgasm.

I wasn’t finished with those tits.

I lifted her easily, turned her around, and sat her on the edge of the massage table. Her legs parted on instinct, cum-slick thighs framing me as I stepped between them.

Those massive, perfect breasts were right in front of me—heavy, flushed, pink nipples hard and glistening from earlier sweat and juices of her own arousal.

I cupped them from underneath, lifting their weight, thumbs brushing the stiff peaks. She gasped, arching into my hands.

“Been neglecting these,” I muttered, voice rough, before I leaned in and took one deep pink nipple into my mouth.

I sucked hard—slow, greedy pulls—tongue swirling, teeth grazing just enough to make her cry out. Her hands flew to my hair, pulling me closer as I devoured her, switching from one breast to the other, kneading the soft flesh, leaving wet trails and faint teeth marks.

They were so full, so responsive, bouncing slightly with every rough breath she took.

“Aahh… Alex… yes…” she moaned, head falling back, thighs squeezing my hips.

I kept at it until her nipples were dark red, swollen, shining with my spit—until she was grinding against the table edge, desperate again. Only then did I pull back, giving each one a final slow lick.

“Perfect,” I growled, stepping away.

We dressed in hurried silence—her fingers shaky on the buttons of her blouse, skirt smoothed down, bra tucked into her purse because the clasp was ruined. I zipped up, threw my shirt on, ran a hand through my hair.

She looked at me when we were both decent again—hair a little messy, lips swollen, that freshly-fucked glow impossible to hide.

“Alex,” she said, voice still husky, “your focus has already improved dramatically.” A slow, wicked smile curved her lips. “Maybe… just a few more private lessons.”

I pulled her close by the waist, kissed her deep and filthy—tongue claiming her mouth one last time. She melted into it, moaning softly, hands clutching my shirt.

I broke the kiss, lips brushing her ear. “I’ll be filling you again, ma’am. Whenever I want.”

She shivered, nodding, eyes dark with promise. “Yes… whenever you want.”

I left the office with a grin, the taste of her still on my tongue, the scent of sex clinging to my skin.

The campus was quiet—afternoon classes still in session. After destroying both Aria and Mrs. Claire, the day was already legendary.

But it wasn’t over.

Last night I’d left Lily hanging—teased her, got her dripping, then had to run. Time to fix that.

I took the subway home, buzzing with energy, cock already half-hard again just thinking about what was waiting in my building.

Today was a great fucking day.

I walked into the apartment complex, took the lift to the third floor, key in hand.

I stepped into my apartment, the door clicking shut behind me.

I stripped off my shirt, tossed it in the hamper, and headed to the bathroom to splash cold water on my face, rinse the taste of Mrs. Claire off my lips. Not that I wanted to erase it completely. Just enough to catch my breath.

I leaned on the sink, grinning at my reflection. Aria’s virginity. Mrs. Claire’s complete surrender. My body was buzzing, cock still half-hard like it knew the day wasn’t over.

I grabbed a beer from the fridge, cracked it open, and stepped out onto the small balcony to relax for a minute.

The sky had been clear when I left campus, but now—out of nowhere—dark clouds rolled in fast. Thunder cracked loud overhead, and rain started pouring, heavy sheets slamming against the railing, turning the city into a gray blur.

I laughed under my breath. Damn. Perfect weather to take Lily. Dark, stormy, intimate—like the universe was setting the mood.

After a few minutes nursing the beer and letting the cool mist hit my skin, I headed out. I moved quiet, careful not to let the door make noise—Tiffany next door had ears like a hawk, and if she caught me coming in, she’d drag me inside and ride me all night. Not that I’d complain… but I had plans.

I took the stairs instead of the elevator—faster, and I needed to burn off some of this energy. Lily’s place was on 6th floor. Rain hammered the windows in the stairwell, thunder rumbling like it was cheering me on.

I loved this weather. Gave me extra fire.

When I hit the sixth-floor landing, I paused. The door to the hallway was cracked open, and through it, I caught a glimpse of the shared balcony that ran along the front of the building.

Autumn was out there.

The sexy office MILF who’d crashed my plans last night at Lily’s—showing up unannounced, turning a sure thing into a tease.

She was standing alone, leaning on the railing, staring out at the storm.

And fuck… she was wearing almost nothing.

A tiny white crop top vest—so short it barely covered the underside of her massive tits, the fabric stretched tight, threatening to spill them out with every breath.

Her flat, toned stomach was completely exposed, smooth skin glistening from the rain mist.

And below, just simple white cotton panties, riding low on her hips, the soft fabric stretched tight over the plump, juicy swell of her big, round ass, disappearing deep between those thick, sexy cheeks that jiggled with every little shift.

Her body was sinful. I’d only ever seen her in sharp office attire or casual shorts last night, but this? Criminal.

The rain had started soaking the thin fabric, making it cling even more, turning semi-transparent in places. Her nipples poked hard against the top, dark shadows visible through the wet material.

My cock went full hard instantly, straining against my pants like it was saluting her.

She didn’t notice me at first, just stood there, arms crossed under her chest—pushing those tits up even higher—gazing into the storm with a gloomy, distant look. Like something was weighing on her, heavy thoughts lost in the rain.

Thunder boomed again, lightning flashing across her skin.

I stayed in the shadow of the stairwell a second longer, just taking her in.

This day just kept getting better.

I finally stepped out, planning to slip past to Lily’s door, but Autumn turned her head at the sound of my footsteps. Her eyes locked on mine—sharp, knowing, a flicker of something dark in them.

“Lily’s not home,” she said flatly, voice cutting through the rain like she’d been waiting to say it. She knew. She knew exactly why I was here.

I froze mid-step, caught.

She pushed off the railing, turning to face me fully, water dripping from her hair and down her exposed stomach. The gloomy look was still there, but now mixed with something else—jealousy, maybe resentment.

Last night flashed in my mind: Lily’s moans echoing through the walls, loud enough that anyone on this floor could’ve heard. Autumn showing up “unexpectedly,” crashing the vibe, staying just long enough to cockblock me.

She’d heard everything. And it pissed her off.

I noticed she was really sad—eyes red-rimmed, lips pressed tight like she was holding everything in, the gloom on her face deeper than the storm clouds.

I stepped closer, the rain drumming hard on the balcony roof above us.

“Autumn… are you okay?” I asked, voice low, stopping just a foot from her.

She tried to pull it together—straightened up, forced a tight smile. “Yeah, I’m fine—”

But the words cracked. Her face crumpled, and suddenly she was sobbing, stepping forward and clinging to my chest like she couldn’t hold it in anymore.

Her body pressed tight against me—those massive tits in the soaked crop vest squishing soft and warm, nipples hard points through the thin, wet cotton. The rain mist made everything cling even more.

I wrapped my arms around her on instinct, one hand on her bare back, the other low on her waist, pulling her in close to calm the shaking.

“Hey… what’s wrong?” I murmured, thumb stroking slow along her damp skin.

She buried her face against my shirt, sobs muffled, body trembling in my arms.

I held her tighter, rain thundering around us, her curves molded perfectly against me.

I wasn’t letting this moment go to waste.

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