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As soon as the period ended, she excused herself to go to the washroom. When she came back, she was still wearing her long coat.
"Can we talk about the elephant in the room?" she asked after she sat down.
I had hoped that we could avoid the subject, especially since we had both been drinking, but it was obvious that wasn't going to happen.
"Sure," I replied.
"Well, you told me to give it a week, and I did," she said. "I gave it more than a week. I think the only mistake I made was not trying hard enough with you."
I started to say something, but she continued.
"I've thought about that night for the past couple of months," she went on. "I thought about YOU."
"I'm still pissed off at Mark, but like you said, he got what he deserves. And he DOESN'T deserve to have me. I thought I loved him, but now I just don't care."
She stood up, wobbling a little, and walked over toward me.
Standing in front of me, she opened her coat and dropped it to the floor. I watched as it pooled around her ankles, and then slowly dragged my eyes up the length of her body.
"Sweet mother of God," I whispered.
She stood in front of me wearing a a lacy black see-through top, a short skirt, and her heels. Even in the dim lights, I could see a waist chain attached to her belly button piercing, and it was obvious she was not wearing a bra. Her dark aureola were in stark contrast to the black material of her blouse.
"You can't tell me that you don't like what you see," she said.
"Your words may say 'no,' but your body is definitely saying something else," she giggled, looking down at my crotch.
She stepped back to the end table and picked up her wine glass, finishing half of the contents.
"I don't know whay to say," I told her. "Yes, I definitely like what I see. I told you, you are amazingly beautiful."
"I believe the words you used were 'scary beautiful,'" she said softly.
"Yes, I did," I said. "I also told you that I am much too old for you. You need to find someone your own age."
Meagan looked at me, and then downed the rest of her wine.
"I don't want anyone my own age," she said, slowly getting up and walking toward me. "I want someone with experience. Someone who's not going to play games."
"I want you," she said softly, standing at my feet.
Meagan took another step toward me, straddling my legs, and then sat on my legs.
Her skirt was short and tight enough that it barely covered her ass and crotch as she sat with her ass on my knees.
She then bent her knees and slid closer to me in the chair.
"I've never worn this top before without a bra," she said softly. "Does it look ok?
"Yes," was all I was able to get out.
Her knees were up to the tops of my legs, and her crotch was inches away from my thickening cock. I was definitely getting aroused by what Meagan was doing, and part of me was hoping that she was going to stop soon. Most of me, however, wanted to see just how far she was going to take it.
"Good," she replied. "I'm glad."
Meagan placed her hands on my shoulders and slid forward on my lap, until she was almost sitting on the quickly expanding bulge in my sweat pants.
She then reached one hand around to the back of my neck, placing the other hand on the side of my face, and leaned in to kiss me as she pulled me toward her, sliding even closer on my lap.
Instinctively, my hands reached around her and slowly slid up her back and across her ass.
Meagan moaned softly as our tongues began dancing with each other, and she slid even closer, now sitting completely on my lap.
"Oh my god," she breathed when our lips parted. "You are an amazing kisser!"
"Thank you," I replied. "You're pretty good yourself."
"It seems like someone else is enjoying, too." she giggled as she wiggled her hips, brushing her pussy against my shaft.
"Meagan, I really don't think..." I started to say.
"Oh, shut up," she cut me off, leaning in to kiss me again.
This time, her kiss was hard, firm, and intense.