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At the age of 34, Elena Popescu (image) was what was known colloquially as a MILF. Elena stood all of 5'5", and with her long dark hair, soulful brown eyes, narrow waist (made even more so by a prominent 38E bust), fit body, clear, light olive skin, a face that any cosmetic company would want as its spokesmodel, and just a hint of an Eastern European accent (a vestige of having grown up in an immigrant family), Elena was the embodiment of the phrase "exotic beauty."
She was also something of an innocent. Except for the sole encounter that resulted in her eighteen year old son, Elena did not have, nor did she have any desire, for a sex life. There were the stirrings that she had occasionally which, if she was unable to suppress them with a cold shower or an intense workout, she guiltily took care of with her own hands and then tried to put out of her mind. But, for the most part, Elena was not a sexual creature, instead focusing on her career and her son.
Elena's 'career' started soon after her son's birth. Elena was an inventive sort and a voracious reader, absorbing everything she could read in a book or online that had any technical aspect. The end result was that, at age 34, Elena had a number of patents to her name, enough so that she could not only make sure that her and her soon could both live in a very, very nice house in a very, very nice neighborhood in very, very nice suburb of Charlotte, North Carolina, but she could also make sure that her parents never wanted for anything.
So all in all, Elena had a good life. She had a workshop and office in her home, as well as a personal gym and heated swimming pool that she used frequently, to keep in shape. Most of her business was with her patent lawyer and investment expert (both of whom were women), so when she wasn't working out a new idea, conversing with her two advisers, or keeping fit, she was taking care of her son, who was her pride and joy.
Not that Elena showed her son any undue attention. Even around the house, her attire and tone were conservative. Take, for example, her one piece swimming suit. The top showed no cleavage whatsoever, and the legging of the bottoms extended halfway between her hips and her knees. The suit still showed her impressive form, but kept the display of skin to a minimum. Male guests to her house made sure that any gazing at Elena's beauty was done surreptitiously. Guests who used crude language were never welcome to her house again.
Elena liked her life, considering it perfect. But things began to change one day, not too long after her son's 18th birthday, when she was doing laps in her pool, while her son and his friends were over, just enjoying their summer break before college began.
She was also something of an innocent. Except for the sole encounter that resulted in her eighteen year old son, Elena did not have, nor did she have any desire, for a sex life. There were the stirrings that she had occasionally which, if she was unable to suppress them with a cold shower or an intense workout, she guiltily took care of with her own hands and then tried to put out of her mind. But, for the most part, Elena was not a sexual creature, instead focusing on her career and her son.
Elena's 'career' started soon after her son's birth. Elena was an inventive sort and a voracious reader, absorbing everything she could read in a book or online that had any technical aspect. The end result was that, at age 34, Elena had a number of patents to her name, enough so that she could not only make sure that her and her soon could both live in a very, very nice house in a very, very nice neighborhood in very, very nice suburb of Charlotte, North Carolina, but she could also make sure that her parents never wanted for anything.
So all in all, Elena had a good life. She had a workshop and office in her home, as well as a personal gym and heated swimming pool that she used frequently, to keep in shape. Most of her business was with her patent lawyer and investment expert (both of whom were women), so when she wasn't working out a new idea, conversing with her two advisers, or keeping fit, she was taking care of her son, who was her pride and joy.
Not that Elena showed her son any undue attention. Even around the house, her attire and tone were conservative. Take, for example, her one piece swimming suit. The top showed no cleavage whatsoever, and the legging of the bottoms extended halfway between her hips and her knees. The suit still showed her impressive form, but kept the display of skin to a minimum. Male guests to her house made sure that any gazing at Elena's beauty was done surreptitiously. Guests who used crude language were never welcome to her house again.
Elena liked her life, considering it perfect. But things began to change one day, not too long after her son's 18th birthday, when she was doing laps in her pool, while her son and his friends were over, just enjoying their summer break before college began.
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