It was about 9pm when I arrived home on Christmas Day, stripped out of my tight red dress for comfortable booty shorts and a loose tank top. I poured myself a healthy glass on wine and plopped myself on the couch and threw on a Christmas movie.

Maybe 15 minutes later I receive a text message from my neighbor asking if he could come over. I was a bit confused since he was spending the day his wife and family, but I said sure anyways. I unlocked the door and told him to let himself in.

Not 7 minutes had gone by before he knocked on the door and let himself in. I can’t lie, he was looking incredibly sexy in his black and grey flannel shirt and blue jeans that hugged his ass. I asked him what was wrong and he admitted that his wife fell asleep early after having a bit too much to drink. He was clearly intoxicated as well. I gave him a hug and invited him onto the couch and offered him a glass of wine.

Once he accepted the glass, I got back on the couch, laid down, and placed my head in his lap. While we both pretended to watch the movie, his hand traveled from around my hip to gently massaging my breast closest to him. I could feel his member growing against my cheek, only the blue jeans keeping him back. As he continued to massage, my nipple became increasingly hard. He slipped his hand under my tank top as he began to massage more aggressively. Not being able to help myself, I let out a soft moan which only increased the size of what was pressing against my cheek.

As my moans became increasingly louder, I roll over so that he can access the other breast. Naturally, he couldn’t help himself but begin massaging the other. As I was blissfully enjoying myself, unbeknownst to me, he had unzipped his jeans and whipped his cock out. To which almost scared me as he plopped it right on my face. The scared look quickly became giggles as he began slapping my face with it. I turned back over out of habit and immediately began to do what has come naturally for over 40 years.

10 minutes later, the back of my throat was coated in his juices.

Of course I gave him about 15 minutes to relax before I removed my top and instructed him to fuck me. He was a good boy, flipping me into different positions until he eventually pulled out and busted all over me. He left and I continued to lay there, drinking my wine, watching my movie, with his juices drying on me until the next morning. Nothing but a smile on my face until I passed out.