Three Times A Lucky Charm: BWWM EROTICA

Where do I begin? My story is one that I wouldn't believe myself, if someone else were to tell me about it. But it's true, and I guess I'm just one lucky son-of-gun! I think I need to go all the way back to when I had been working here at Import Furniture for about a month. That's when I first saw Mrs. Cobb. I remember thinking immediately what a striking woman. Her blonde hair was about shoulder length and shown beautifully beneath the lights of the showroom floor. Her clothes were elegantly casual, and they fit in such a way as to reveal just a hint of the incredible creature beneath. She was alone, and moved about the place in the most natural, unencumbered way. I had guessed at the time she was in her mid-thirties and married, with a couple of young children. I would later learn that I was right only about the husband. Instead she was 46, with four teenage sons.