Chapter 2 A SIXTY-ONE LADY, VERY CHEERED UP

What I'm going to tell you is based on a real fact. Morris, a young thirty-two-year-old businessman, successful heir to a chain of suit stores, had just separated from his wife and was somewhat lacking in affection, as he wanted someone to talk to, but in his world he realized that people only approached him out of interest. To give you an idea of what he looks like physically, Morris is fit, five feet tall, eighty eight kilos, has black eyes, straight black hair, warm, well-defined lips, and soft, caring hands.

One day, when he was a little lonely with the separation, he decided to travel to Europe, to visit a couple of his parents' friends who he hadn't seen for a long time and who were the best men at his wedding to Lindsay, his current ex-wife. : a twenty-five-year-old young woman who inherited a considerable part of Morris' estate, mainly because she became pregnant with him on their honeymoon, after piercing the condoms with a needle, without him noticing, taking custody of little Penelope, daughter of the two.

Morris has always been very intimate in talking about various subjects, political issues such as electing or overthrowing politicians from any country, sex, in short, the conversations between the two are always very comprehensive. After landing in Germany and arriving at their mansion, he was received by Cristine, a very friendly CEO who was over sixty years old, but whose billions of euros from her jewelry chain kept her looking forty.

Cristine, as she was a very spontaneous woman, was soon asking how Morris was doing, as she already knew about his separation, because of the press. Cristine is Jason's wife, a friend of Morris's parents and even though she lives in a beautiful mansion with everything that luxury could provide, she liked dancing, bars, live music and, on that day, she and her husband were leaving for a of these hottest places in Berlin and he was invited to go with them without having to pay for anything.

Cristine like the billionaire CEO that she was, was all euphoric. She was wearing very tight pants from Gucci, where her body contour made her stand out. And despite being sixty years old, she had thighs well defined by the pants she wore. She was also dressed in a white Gucci blouse, no bra, where she left her silicone cleavage on full display. Her loose hair was neatly combed and her greenish eyes were as bright as two emeralds. Her lipstick-red lips and makeup made her lush, almost unrecognizable.

Morris, Cristine and her husband got into Morris's Land Rover and went to the dance bar in the center of Berlin, where in addition to not having to face a queue because Cristine was a VIP customer, she was received by the owner of the place and asked for the usual table, to four people: a corner table where you could literally see the whole place. As soon as the music played, Cristine left the table to dance, because high-class people, from the top of the social chain, know that no matter where she is, she will always be radiant, elegant and hot, besides being a billionaire, she felt like the woman most coveted in the place. And her happiness was clear from everyone there knowing who she is and wanting to be close to her.

Cristine danced four songs almost without stopping and Morris looking at her, seeing that a woman who had just reached the third was exuding vitality as if she were starting life, infected him with all that joy. The wealthy owner of the Suit Morris chain of stores always liked to drink his Macallan with ice, always within the normal limits. But at that moment he began to look at Cristine with different eyes. She was even sexier since her wedding. Her body dancing, leaning against another body was awakening desires in Morris and that was taking over his thoughts in a sensual and desirous way. He only came back to reality when Cristine came to join him and her husband almost an hour later, after the fourth song played by the bar's DJ. She sat down next to Morris and said:

"Come Morris..." Cristine smiled without bothering if her husband was at her side. "You are my guest. Come dance with me".

"But... I don't know how to dance". The businessman spoke embarrassed. "This part of my fairy tale has not been told yet".

At that point, Morris felt a caress between his legs, which he immediately responded with a handshake pressing that hand on his cock, which was erect, throbbing for that billionaire woman, who all night had made his libidinous thoughts awaken within imagination. and created life, responding to whatever it was feeling at that moment.

The friend of Morris's parents and Cristine's husband decided to take a break in the night and asked him to take his wife back to the mansion. The businessman was a little embarrassed, because he knew something was going to happen and he was wanting a lot, because it was a long time after the separation that he didn't feel so alive again. He decided to take her and confirmed with Cristine's husband that he would do this favor. So they stayed a little longer with Cristine caressing Morris's thigh discreetly and decided to go. Cristine opened the door of the Land Rover and Morris soon felt that ass press against his cock. He looked at her and noticed a malicious smile on the part of that powerful and successful billionaire.

The black Land Rover left towards the mansion, but there was no time to arrive: Morris entered a dark street and soon felt Cristine's hands, unzip his pants, and take his dick out. The billionaire and the businessman started making out incessantly. They were hot and burning kisses, the kind that took your breath away. Morris's hands roamed all over Cristine's body. The delicious breasts and silicone in the mouth of that financially successful man, but without luck in love, drove him crazy. He stuck his tongue in Cristine's ear and felt her body press against his, the same listening to that billionaire twice his age moan.

Morris stroked Cristine's pussy like crazy. He wanted that billionaire right there, but the circumstances weren't right. He felt her hands open his pants, pull his cock out and then felt a pleasure he had never felt in his life: Cristine's experienced mouth grabbed his cock in a frantic up and down. She licked his head and balls with uncanny mastery. Morris, who had any young woman at his feet, didn't believe he was crazy enough to get inside a sixty-year-old woman and feel her.

They stopped making out and Morris accelerated the Land Rover to Cristine's mansion. Arriving at the mansion, they ran in and passed by the employees as if they didn't exist, but were already used to the behavior of their mistress. Cristine took Morris to one of her many suites. There, she went to the bathroom and a few minutes later came back with a transparent white nightgown. Thighs well worked out by hours of gym and breasts boosted, made any dick erect. In her hands, Cristine had a pot of dark chocolate, where she smeared all over Morris's body. She rubbed the chocolate all over Morris's chest and was taking his clothes off. When he was completely naked, Cristine started to rub chocolate on his dick and it drove him extremely crazy. She went back to sucking him and while he felt Cristine's experienced mouth sucking his cock, he put his fingers inside her and felt the billionaire pussy blinking, contracting with desire, throbbing like a hot woman's pussy does.

The desire Morris felt was stronger than the fact that this woman of billions was married and the whole climate was conducive. So the fuck has already started phenomenal. Morris took Cristine by the hips and placed her legs apart on the bed, pushing her panties aside. After that he smeared Cristine's pussy with chocolate and started licking everything. The thirty-year-old man felt the hard crackle of that middle-aged woman, CEO of a multinational, on his tongue. Morris massaged Cristine's pussy with his mouth, she added more chocolate and that gave an incredible pleasure, never before imagined to the businessman. The businessman sucked madly that pussy full of chocolate, making Cristine come several times in her mouth.

Morris, taking advantage of the position in which Cristine was, all open on the bed for him, put chocolate on her ass and began to lick it very tasty, at the same time that he was penetrating his fingers inside that fragrant and fragrant pussy. He then mounted Cristine and was, very carefully lacing her tail, until he put the head on the cock and started slowly and very tasty. Cristine loved to take her in the ass, in the roasted chicken position. And as Morris punched, she moaned and begged for more.

After a few minutes of rocking Cristine's ass, Morris lay down on the bed and let Cristine ride. She rubbed more chocolate on Morris's cock, took a long suck, then settled in and sat down. Cristine jumped, moved and climbed like a true horsewoman. She never tired of bouncing on Morris's cock, revealing herself to be a true expert in the art of seduction, love and naughty. A real whore in heat.

A few minutes of bouncing later, Morrias comes deep inside Cristine. It was strong jets that she felt and when she felt it, she opened a huge smile of happiness, because since her husband lost sexual interest in her, she can only enjoy with other men and thanked Morris for being one, who gave her a lot of security. They took a shower together, she ordered the maids to wash the bedding in the suite and their clothes, they said goodbye with a kiss on the mouth and each one went to her room.

The other day, Morris made an excuse that he had an important meeting on Monday, thanked him for the great weekend that Cristine and her husband provided, took a plane back to the US and left, never to return. But even without ever returning to Europe, his unforgettable Cristine started to visit him in Florida, whenever she came to the USA.