My Way With Old Ladies
Copyright© 2025 by YO
Chapter 2
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Stuart is young, handsome, and only 24—but he has a secret. His boss, Mandy, is 48, married, and powerful… yet she keeps him as her hidden lover and sugar mummy. What starts as secret nights of passion soon turns dangerous, as Mandy uses him not only for love but also to control her business rivals. Desire, secrets, and power games—can Stuart handle it all?
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At 9:50 I got a phone call from reception informing me that Mrs Armstrong-Smythe had arrived, I walked to reception and saw her sitting in one of the chairs. “Good morning Mrs Armstrong-Smythe, would you like to follow me?” I asked.
As she stood up I took the opportunity to take a good look at her, she is 44 years old, 5 ft 10 inches tall in heels and very slim, and her hair was dark brown and as usual was immaculate along with the makeup. She was wearing a brown skirt suit with a gold silk blouse underneath. She did in fact look quite stunning and I certainly would have no trouble getting it up for her, she only had small breasts but she was very attractive and knew it, she carried herself in a manner which was confident but she did have a manner about her which said “Don’t fuck with me.”
I walked with her and we chatted about nothing in particular until we got to Mandy’s office, I knocked on the door and showed Fiona in, the twp ladies greeting each other and I got coffee’s in and shut the door, and then the meeting started, Fiona was asking for a 10% increase in price and Mandy would only got to 3%, it took 4 hours and in the end it was stalemate, no one would budge.
The meeting ended and I escorted Fiona to reception and I asked her if she would like me to escort her to lunch at her hotel. She accepted and I asked her to wait whilst I retrieved my jacket and told Mandy.
“Good, now get her on her back with your cock buried inside her, and make sure you have got the camera?” she asked.
“Yes, setup in my jacket pocket, have I ever let you down before?”
“No, you haven’t, I don’t expect to see until tomorrow morning,” she replied before briefly squeezing my hand.
We travelled in her car to the hotel which was a 20 minute drive from the office and we exchanged polite conversation as she drove, we arrived at the hotel where we walked straight to the restaurant, and we were immediately seated by the head waiter. I knew Fiona liked a drink so I ordered a bottle of wine and let her drink most of it, by the end of the bottle she getting quite giggly.
I held her hand and whispered “Are you OK? You seem a little worse for wear.”
“I am a little,” she said in her posh voice.
“Let me escort you back to you room?” I asked politely and settled the bill.
I held out my arm and she looped hers threw it and we walked to the lifts where she leaned her head against my shoulder whilst we waited. I slipped an arm around her waist and guided her into the lift when it arrived.
I pressed the button for the 3rd floor and she looked at me with a glazed expression and said “Thank you.”