Apartment Life

When I lived in apartments, it was normal for me to befriend people that were twice my age. I really liked one woman who was in her early fifties. She was curvy and voluptuous, with a firm looking body. Her mid-length hair was black and she had dark blue eyes. She was divorced. I used to help her with heavy lifting and assembling mail order things she bought. I always glanced at her while imagining what she looked like nude. On one occasion, I was invited to her place for lunch. She was a perfect host, and we had a nice visit. She was very happy and friendly to me. There was a small pile of shopping bags near the couch, so I commented on it. "Oh, I went shopping for bathing suits! Would you like to see them?". I said, "That would be great!", assuming she would just pull them out of the bags. Instead, she grabbed the bags and headed to her bedroom to put them on for me. I was excited. She reappeared, wearing a nice one piece, with a floral design. She spun around giving me a great show of her sexy body. Her breasts were large and firm, as was her womanly looking butt. Her long legs were gorgeous and she had the face of a movie star. I showered her with compliments and praise. She tried each one on for me. I had such an erection that it was readily apparent. She noticed, and had a look of surprise. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to arouse you." I told her, "Don't apologize. You're the most beautiful and sexy woman I have ever seen. I will dream of this moment the rest of my life!" She sat down beside me, and spoke to me softly. "Sometimes, I just like to show off a bit. It makes me feel like I am still attractive to men. Thank you for putting up with me." she said. She gave me a hug and pressed her magnificent body against mine. I almost ejaculated right there. We were friends, but she was so classy, I knew not to make a move. I went home and spent the rest of the afternoon masturbating as I thought of my fashion show.