In love with the Cougar

The woman gasped repeatedly, her hands tied to the headboard of the bed. A bathrobe was the only thing covering her body. She bit her lip as she watched the man who captured her receive a blowjob from a woman dressed in black leather lingerie, wearing a butterfly-shaped mask and high-heeled boots.Soon, the masked woman quickened her movements, making the man groan loudly as he reached his peak. Seeing this, the tied woman looked away, biting her lip to stifle her own sounds. A strange sensation built up in her lower stomach from what she had just witnessed.The masked woman then stood up and marched out of the room. The tied woman glanced back at the man—only to find him standing near her feet, completely naked, staring at her with desire.He slowly crawled onto the bed, and she instinctively pressed herself against the headboard to get away. But he grabbed her ankle, pulling her down, causing her bathrobe to slip, revealing her smooth, fair thighs.“S-Stop,” she pleaded when he plac

Sometimes in life, we think we’re already content—especially as we grow older and have a stable life. Often, all we wish for is to be happy. But as they say… life starts at forty.Ever since Vangie’s encounter with Bert, she couldn’t get him out of her mind. She found out he was Lucia’s son, which meant that even if she didn’t want him delivering to her store, his mother wouldn’t stop him. He had grown up in Manila and had only recently returned to Samar. She tried to ignore him whenever he delivered goods, even though he persistently tried to talk to her. His mother even asked her to just let it go and not pay him any attention.She was convinced he was a little slow in the head.That morning, Vangie went into the city to collect money sent by her children. The remittance center was only available there. Every month, her kids sent her an allowance, even though she constantly told them it wasn’t necessary. The money she earned from her store was more than enough.After getting the mon

Vangie felt like she was transported back in time as she rode on the back of Bert’s motorcycle. She was still shy around him, so she only held onto his shoulder. But before he started the engine, he grabbed her hands and wrapped them around his waist.“What are you doing?” Vangie asked, eyes wide. She felt awkward as her body pressed against his back.“It’s safer if you hold on here. Plus, you get free abs.”Vangie frowned and pinched Bert’s stomach, but to her surprise, it was rock hard. It was like grabbing a stone. Bert flinched slightly, pressing against her even more. She froze when her chest touched his back, making her pull away in embarrassment.“Y-You’re so full of nonsense,” she muttered.“Just hold on properly. You don’t believe me?”Vangie sighed and adjusted her grip. It had been a long time since she last rode a motorcycle, so she finally gave in and wrapped her arms around his waist. She swallowed hard when she caught a whiff of his masculine scent. Something inside her

Vangie woke up early to get ready. She and Sheila were going to a birthday party, so she decided to close her store for the day, even though she didn't plan to stay long. It was their godchild’s sixteenth birthday, the child of their former classmate, so many of their old classmates would be there. Vangie knew she might end up staying longer since it would be like a reunion.“Vangie! What’s taking you so long? Aren’t you ready yet?” Sheila called out. She had arrived at Vangie’s house at 7 AM, but it was already 8 AM, and Vangie was still busy. Sheila sighed and sat on the sofa to wait.“Almost done!” Vangie replied from her room upstairs. She stood in front of her mirror, putting on red lipstick and brushing her hair. She wore fitted jeans and a sleeveless floral blouse with buttons down the front, pairing it with white sandals. She let her hair down and, once satisfied with her look, headed downstairs.“Finally, you’re ready!” Sheila exclaimed, putting down her phone and standing up

Bert took Vangie to the side of Maricel’s house, where the guests' cars were parked.“I’ll just take a tricycle,” Vangie said. She had been feeling embarrassed ever since her friend’s earlier comment. She trusted Bert not to do anything inappropriate, but she still felt uncomfortable. It was as if her friend had stripped her down in front of him and served her up like a delicious meal.Bert shook his head. “I’ll take you home—”Vangie shot him a glare, making him stop mid-sentence. He laughed.“You’re so fun to tease. You look even prettier when you’re annoyed.”Vangie rolled her eyes. “I already told you, didn’t I? I’ll just take a tricycle,” she said, frustrated, and turned away. She couldn’t believe her friend had betrayed her like that. But before she could leave, Bert grabbed her arm.“You’re in a bad mood. Come on, I know exactly where to take you,” Bert said. “It’ll help you cool off.”Vangie was about to refuse, but Bert pulled her toward his motorcycle and put a helmet on her