Southern Hospitality Ch. 03

Swallowing and panting softly she carefully folded up the tissue and tossed it into a little wastepaper basket alongside several others, watching as her cock started to deflate, curving as it moved to settle back down between her thighs.
She picked up her phone again and bit her lip, panting softly as she recovered from her spend, eying the picture of his delicious ass for one last long moment before closing it, checking the time. She still had an entire half-hour before she was due to leave. More than enough time to dress, sort her hair and check her makeup.
She stood and dressed, humming softly as she did, pulling on her underwear and tucking her cock away snugly before sliding into her jeans, picking up a bra and a carefully pre-selected top that would suit her goals.
As she did she had time to think in her afterglow. Her heart was being pulled in two directions, her mind told her, especially now just after cumming just how wrong it was, that he was too young for her, that while she was, yes, enjoying it and she had no doubt so was he, she was setting him up for disappointment. Where did she think she could take this? A happily ever after with a teen? At her age? It was a fling, and one that would ultimately end up hurting him. One she should end.
However, her impetuous dick had other plans. It didn't care about any long term repercussions, it needed satisfaction. And the age gap.. Well, that was just fucking hot. She straightened her back a little and found a small smirk at her lips as she eyed herself over in her outfit. Ash, that hot little piece of ass, found her attractive. Her! He adored her curves, loved her body and practically worshiped her cock.
Her smirk slipped some as she noticed how tight her jeans were around her, causing a little bit of her stomach to spill out over the top, a wholly unattractive look. It was in moments like these now that her body wasn't so appealing to her and she longed for the tighter figure she had once cultivated when younger.