Change of pace. There is a wonderful Bank Teller I came across. She is an older woman, quite plump. I'd guess in her late 40's or early 50's. I'm lousy at guessing weight, but I would guess around 250 lbs. She was dressed very nice, as most bank employees are. She had on a mid length polka dot dress (white base with black polka dots). Her perfume was slight, but still delicious in my nostrils, and her makeup done so well, even though she was a nice looking lady. Ever so friendly and smiley. I could not take my eyes off of her as she moved around. Her dress fitting so perfectly on her, with a thick black belt around her waist clearly showing her roundness and flaring of her hips and ass. The dress was a button up front style which has always been a weak spot for me because I always wonder what it would be like to have someone ride me with their dress fully unbuttoned exposing all that lies beneath that dress. I was completely mesmerized by her, and completely aroused. All I could think about was whispering in her ear, "I'll bet you taste delicious!"

I found myself in the days and weeks that followed what it would be like to meet up with her in a hotel room. Her cheating on her husband added to the fantasy. Through our initial kissing and groping, I would be naked in no time. She would seem to understand just how sexy CFNM is. I would of course be exploring her body through her clothing. Grabbing her magnificent ass, feeling the fabric of her dress against the sensation of the lingerie she would be wearing underneath. Soon I would sit her on the edge of the bed and gently guide her backwards, until she is laying on the bed with her feet on the floor before the bed, I would kneel down between her legs, slowly lifting her dress up, revealing more and more of her pantyhose clad legs, my hands gliding up her inner thighs. I would feel her body, her breathing respond to my hands journey up her thighs until my hand rests on her pantyhose and panty covered pussy. Slowly, I would rip the crotch of her pantyhose, the aroma of her juices wafing towards me as my face nears her wetness. I would pull the crotch of her panties to the side exposing her moist pussy lips inches from my tongue. That first delicious lick along the lips of her pussy ever so delicious. I was right, she did taste delicious.