MILF club - Life at an apartment full of older beauties.

Arthur stirred slowly, feeling a dull ache in his cock, each throb gave him a flashback to the previous night, causing his lips to curl into a smirk.

His eyes cracked open to the sight of Iris’s massive tits pressed against his chest, the perfect soft mounds still sticky with dried cum from the night before. One of her thick nipples rested right under his chin.

Behind him, Vanessa’s even more thoroughly wrecked body was molded against his back, her well-fucked cunt still slightly open and leaking the last traces of his load onto the sheets.

Both women were completely out, breathing deep and heavy, their bodies marked with handprints, bite marks, and the unmistakable evidence of how hard he’d fucked them.

Arthur smiled proudly, thinking of the job he had done. His hand naturally found its way to Iris’s tit, and he gave it an appreciative squeeze, the thick nipple stiffening against his palm even in her sleep.

But his nice morning was interrupted by the sound of his phone buzzing on the nightstand. Arthur reached for it, squinting at the screen.

He saw multiple messages from Alan, asking if he was already close to arriving. Then he noticed the time,it was almost midday.

He had overslept.

”Fuck.”

He sat up fast, the movement making Iris’s huge tits jiggle and Vanessa’s ruined cunt twitch, and she pressed her body against him with a sleepy, needy whine.

But even with two sexy women by his side, Arthur could think of nothing but the meeting with Kat and Alan. He was supposed to have woken up much earlier, he was already late.

And the man really hated being late, or falling through on his promises and commitments. He had already said he would be there, so he would be there.

Arthur scrambled out of bed, cock still half-hard and glistening, and stumbled toward the bathroom. A two-minute shower was all he could afford.

Just enough to wash away the dried cum and the obvious evidence of sex, and avoid looking like a complete mess.

He didn’t bother with more. Towel around his waist, he hurried back into the bedroom and shook Vanessa’s shoulder hard.

”Vanessa. Wake up. I need a ride.”

She said nothing... aside from a horny grin, she showed no reaction. She was truly so tired, her mind deep in sleep.

Arthur tried again, gripping her hip and giving it a firm squeeze. Her only response was a soft, broken little moan, her hips pushing back against his hand on pure instinct, before she went completely limp again.

”Shit,” he murmured, realizing there was no point in trying to wake them up.

He grabbed his clothes, dressed as fast as he could, and left the two thoroughly used women tangled in the sheets. He allowed himself one last look at the wreck he’d made of them, then hurried out.

〇〇〇

Meanwhile, Alan had arrived at the public library they had agreed to meet at 10 minutes earlier than necessary.

And he was already regretting his decision. He was expecting the always punctual Arthur to be there early, but he couldn’t see any sign of his best friend.

And with so many people around, his heart began beating faster. It was easy when he was walking, as he could focus his mind on the ’exercise’, but standing still in a place filled with people passing by was terrible.

He glimpsed at the entrance of the library. Maybe there it would be more quiet. However, to get in, he would need to overcome a boss battle.

Alan had properly analyzed things, by carefully observing someone who unknowingly walked into that dungeon carelessly.

First, there was a woman trying to sell you a book, or something, and she was quite pushy. It was not an instant death attack, but Alan’s wallet and mind would take a severe hit.

But this was just the warm up. Next, was a small lane that led into the worst thing in the world: a reception. Where the receptionist would barrage you with one of its most powerful attacks: the registration.

And worst, it seemed like the usual technique of only giving them your ID and hoping for the best was not enough.

The only way to beat that monster was actually responding. At least with the pushy girl, only nodding would be enough.

”It’s better to wait until Arthur arrives...” he murmured under his breath.

But then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something shiny approaching. Apparently, Kat was trying to sneak up on him for some reason. However, she was about as subtle as a marching band.

Alan felt himself relax a little bit seeing her. At least she was very good with boss battles like receptions.

And even if they were not close, he felt like they had gotten past being strangers.

Alan turned his attention to her and stared until he finally caught her eye. She clicked her tongue, then broke into a smile and waved at him. He immediately waved back.

”I was hoping I would take you by surprise,” Kat said as she approached. ”How did you notice me?”

”Well...” Alan pondered.

What could it have been? So many things about her stood out it was hard to know what stood out the most.

Perhaps her shiny blonde hair, her stylish crop top, or the tight leggings that hugged her butt as she walked. Maybe it was the way her appearance naturally drew the eyes of everyone around her.

”It would be hard not to notice you,” Alan pointed to the left, where a couple were having a ’whispering’ discussion, with the girl trying and failing not to be heard by everyone else.

It was just the irony of fate that the cause of the discussion was none other than Kat herself. The girl in question was accusing her boyfriend of staring at Kat’s ass.

Whether he had actually done so or not was beside the point. It was simply obvious that Kat was a magnet for attention.

”Okay, I see...” Kat pouted. ”That’s why I can never sneak up on my friends, but they can do it to me all the time.”

She was still a little annoyed because, the previous day, while hanging out with her friends, the girls had hugged her and startled her from behind several times, finding her reactions cute. Yet, she had never managed to catch any of them by surprise, not even once.

”Anyway, where is Arthur?” She said, looking around. The man was hard to miss thanks to his height, so she rightfully assumed he was late. ”I thought he would be with you.”

”No....” Alan shook his head and showed his phone. Arthur had just answered, telling he would be half an hour late.

”Then let’s head in,” Kat said, taking the lead.

She decided not to comment on it, and just did all the talking for Alan. She had seen Arthur always do that, and could more or less guess the reason.

As she walked into the building, Alan followed behind her in complete silence. So quietly, in fact, that Kat began to wonder if he was still there.

She turned around to check, but partly by coincidence and partly thanks to his instincts for staying out of people’s sight, Alan stepped to the side just in time to avoid her field of vision.

”Alan?” she called, wondering if she had lost him.

The man responded by lightly tapping her shoulder and mumbling something she couldn’t quite hear. Still, that was enough to startle her.

”Ah! You scared me!” Kat exclaimed, jumping slightly before turning around to face him.

”Shhh!” A librarian glared at her from behind the counter. ”This is a library. Please keep your voice down.”

”Ah, sorry!” Kat apologized, bowing her head. Unfortunately, even her apology was a little too loud for the library.

Leading the way again, she walked to a more secluded corner where she assumed Alan would feel more comfortable. Once they were seated, she leaned toward him, her eyes practically sparkling with excitement.

”You’re amazing at sneaking up on people! How do you do that? Teach me!”

”I think this is beyond my capabilities,” he admitted, slowly easing up to talking with her. ”In the end, the difference is just that you have too much presence, while I’m bland. You can’t change your looks...”

Kat pressed her index finger against her chin, thinking about that. Then, she looked Alan up and down, realizing something.

”But you are not even bad looking, that doesn’t make sense.”

The man immediately looked down, feeling uneasy with the compliment. ”Thanks...” he said, sounding unsure.

”I’m being honest. You’re not my type, but you’re tall and look smart. The problem is your lifeless eyes.” She framed him between her fingers, scrutinizing him. ”Get some sleep, try a little makeup, and maybe wear glasses to complete the intelligent look. You might actually be handsome.”

”It doesn’t sound convincing when the first thing you say is that I’m not your type,” Alan said, clearly joking, his mind still riding high on the compliment.

”It’s just that my type are muscular guys,” she admitted. ”And I really like strong jawlines...” she went off for a few seconds complaining about what her type entailed.

And Alan couldn’t avoid a small smirk as an image obviously came to his mind.

”So you are talking about someone that looks like Arthur.”

Kat fell silent for a moment, her cheeks flushing as she realized she’d just put her foot in her mouth.

”By the way, I need to ask, do you have a crush on Arthur?” Alan asked with curious eyes.