Standing in his doorway was that surly forty something woman from the apartment next door, Angela. Her cold green eyes narrowed as she crossed her arms across her chest.
“Before you say anything, the busted fridge was NOT my fault!” Colin said.
“I don’t care about the fridge.... I need to address something personal...” the blonde said as she strolled in.
“Personal?” Colin asked.
“You’ve been on my mind a lot recently.... it’s starting to get in the way of my work....” Angela explains as she reaches for her slacks, “I need to take care of this now.”
Without warning, Angela dropped her slacks AND PANTIES to the floor and pinned him to the couch.
“What the hell are you-?!” Colin asked as she locked lips with him. She slid his shorts off with heavy breaths.
“Just shut up and fuck me.” Angela panted.
Colin sat there wide-eyed and stunned as the woman continued to aggressively kiss him and thrusted his member into her burning clit. With all the popping, he thought his pelvis was about to break!
Turns out, it was Angela’s weathered joints popping as her body regressed back to around age 27, her grey hairs turning a bright platinum that spread across her scalp as her short hair turned into a wavy bob. Her wrinkles faded away with her age spots as her thighs and stomach firmed up.
Angela grabbed his struggling hands and planted them right on her ass, moaning as she coaxed them into a massaging motion. He could feel her soft, pillowy ass rise in his hands like bread dough. His hands sunk deeper into it as it expanded, making the two moan louder as their breath grew hot.
Colin suddenly felt the grip he had on Angela’s butt slip as something pushed the two of them apart.
“What’s- What’s that?” Colin panted.
Angela lifted off of him, revealing the breasts sprouting from her flat chest. She grabbed his hands and placed them directly on top as the mounds inflated to B cups... then Cs... and ended off on Ds as they thrusted against each other with renewed vigor.
“Ahhhhhh...” they moaned, “Ahhhh, ahhhhhh, ahhhhh.... AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
Colin could feel the hot, sticky cum dripping down their bodies as they kissed right on the couch.
“Thank you, master....” Angela panted as she slid off and carried herself with a formal grace, “I’m taking a shower now, I have a shift in half an hour.”
“Okay....” Colin wheezed.
“Care to join me?” Angels called.
Colin felt erect again and went for it.
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Colin wiped his brow before throwing the rag in the laundry basket. The girls walked in carrying bags, smiling as he went over to greet them. Suddenly, Lucy sniffed around and pulled out the rag.
“Who’s the new girl?” She asked.
Just like that, Angela slipped in.
Her tight pencil skirt and breast hugging blouse offset her otherwise formal outfit, her heels clacking as she walked over and made out with him.
“It’s wonderful to be back with you, master.” Angela purred as she kissed him. He carried her over to a table and made out with her on the spot.
“Hey, this was supposed to be our night!” Lucy huffed.
Angela got up, pulled down Lucy’s shorts, and pressed her face into the brunette’s groin.
“What the hell are you... ooh...” Lucy moaned, “S-Stop... wait, t-that feels really good... right there... ahhhh...,”
Angela casually got up and kissed Colin right after eating Lucy out, the tomboy’s juices swishing around in his mouth.
“I like her!” Jamie chirped as the other girls just sat there with a beet red blush.