Mrs. Goldstein's Seduction

Ethan knew he was in trouble the moment he saw the look in Mrs. Goldstein's eyes. She was the hostess for the evening, an older woman, probably in her fifties, with long grey hair cascading down her back. He had never found her attractive before, but tonight she was positively alluring.

As they chatted over drinks, his eyes kept being drawn to her ample cleavage, and he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his loins. Mrs. Goldstein must have noticed because she leaned in close and whispered in his ear, "You like what you see, Ethan?"

He was taken aback, unsure how to respond. "Uh, I don't know what you mean," he stammered.

She laughed. "Don't play coy with me, young man. I think we both know what's going on here. And let me tell you, I haven't felt this horny in a long time."

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