"Mmm.... Don't leave.." Jill said, the grip around your waist tightening. The curve of her chest rested atop of your arm.

You tried to squirm away, yet it only leads to her holding you in place.

You didn't know how you ended up in your coworkers bed. Moreover, the woman of your dreams.

God, was Jill an angel. You knew you were right about older women.