Harry Davison is scum. His wife is old, fat but very rich, he doesn't love her but stays with her purely for her money and sleeps around with anything pretty and young enough to catch his eye. He was attempting to pick up a slightly chubby blond when he saw her.
Sure she was a little older then the women he ussually went after but she was still sexy as sin with her ample chest practically bursting out of her tightly fitted top. He was about to lay the moves down on her when he noticed the baby in the stroller next to her, he was about to give up when he noticed her compleetly ignoring its cries and glaring at it, perhaps she wasn't the mother after all.
He slicked back his dark and slightly greasy hair and went over to her,
"Why hello beautiful, how's about you ditch the brat and we go have some fun? I'll even buy you something real nice"
Betty had always been warned about stranger danger, but this one seemed nice. He had called her beautiful and offered to get her a preasent. She decided scary strangers didn't do that.
Then she remembered she wasn't alone. She shot a glare at the baby then an idea came to her. She had heared her mother use this line a thousand times before "find a place to leave the kid, get a hotel room, something shiney and I'm all yours for as long as you want me" she whispered in her now husky adult tone.
Harry was a little taken back, he hadn't of expected her to be so easy. She looked like a classy elagant woman. He wasn't complaining but he hadn't expected her to be a slut. Then again with those clothes on. His eyes wandered down to stare at her cleavage
"I'll have one of my buddies look after her while we get comfy" he snapped his fingers and a tall man on standby took the baby.
"Brilliant I was so sick of looking after that brat, let's go do something we shouldn't be doing" yet another one of her mothers line, she had no idea what she was saying to the man.
He put an arm around her and not too suptlty squeezed her breast. "Alrightly then, I know a loverly motel just down the street. I would say we should get dinner first but you don't seem like the kind that like to wait for her fun"
Betty moaned quietly at his groping and nodded, she wasn't sure what kind of fun that he ment but anything had to be better then just sitting around here.
He led her off to a cheep sleazy motel hidden from the Main Street.
"So doll face, how about you give me a show, I would very much like to know what kind of underwear you have on" he demanded as he tugged slightly at her shirt before sitting on the bed.
"I'm sorry I don't have any underwear on" she said innocently
A smirk crossed his face, he really had hit the mother load with this slut. "Ok then, how about this then. We play Simon says, I'll be Simon and you do as I say"
She smiled and even jumped up excitedly making her large assets bounce up and down "that sounds like fun!"
He grinned uncorking a bottle of champagne "Simon says pour this over her body"
She took the bottle and thought it a little strange, then again she had been dared in school to one run through the playground with her underwear on her head so this could be like that.
She poured the liquid into herself her nipples hardening in contact with the cool substance. Her clothes now clung even tighter to her body leaving almost nothing to the imagination.
Harry couldn't take his eyes off her, she was perfect. She had done as he said without a second hesitation. "Simon says take off your shirt"
Again she found this strange but did as he said. Her large breasts swung freely.
He reached out and grabbed them unable to hold back. "Oh your wonderful" he squeezed hard.
Betty felt both parts exillerated and scared, he was hurting her, squeezing too hard. "Ahhh" she moaned not from pain but pleasure.
"Oh your my wonderful slut" he whispered as he started kissing her neck. He moved her and lay her onto the bed
"Simon says take off your pants and let me touch you" Betty breathing quickened as she peeled off her sopping wet pants off Leaving her completely naked lying in front of him.
"Oh baby you are a vision" he ran his hands over her body, he licked her breasts and fingered her pussy all the while she moaned from this new pleasure.
Harry was having the best time in a long time. She was his ideal woman, sexy, obedient, slutty, sexy hot, did he mention sexy.
He panted as he took off his own pants and had his way with her.
An hour later Betty was lying in bed next to Harry, no longer a virgin and having complely forgotten about her best friend.
"Babe your the best, we need to do this again" he panted putting an arm around her and rubbing her breasts.
She cuddled close to him "I would do it again right now" she smirked up at him.
Harry thanked whatever God looked over him for this slut and her endless energy. He was about to have some fun again when he noticed the dice. Curious he took them. "Hey babe what's this?"
"Don't roll the-,"
She was too late he already rolled the dice.