Her black pants had been replaced with black black nylon stockings, trimmed with a lacy top that dug into her thighs firmly.
A matching set of black lace bra and panties emphasized her full breasts and her hips, leaving just enough to the imagination to get Ash's mind spinning as he stared at her, so happy that he had decided to go for Cynthia first; she looked amazing.
"I should have fucked you years ago," Ash said, stepping out of the elevator, tossing the bag onto a counter and grabbing hold of her.
Cynthia was still thinking about Ash in the context of the kind of boy who would never have seized her so aggressive and started to make out with her, so it caught her by surprise when his fingers dug into her hip and her shoulder while going in for a kiss.
Not that she minded that he did, of course, his very forward and almost possessive approach to initiating contact leaving her wanting more. Not just of his kiss, but of Ash in general and sensibilities she had never seen before.
It was captivating, the way he had grown into someone not only visually enticing to her, but who brought to the table an exciting kind of firmness.
Savoring the warmth of being pulled in tight against a hard, fit body, Cynthia was getting worked up with more efficiency than she could have ever asked for.
"There are very few men who would ever talk to me like that, or grab me like this," she said to him, pressing her hands up his shirt and feeling the solid and toned stomach beneath. "But you're not intimidated by me. I'm not used to that."
"Of course not." Ash grabbed Cynthia's ass in turn, reaching inside of her coat to squeeze her through her panties, a much more delightful sensation as only her enticing underwear stood between their bare flesh, and it exposed plenty of her soft, round cheeks for him to fondle directly.
"You're beautiful and more experienced than I am. But it's you who should be intimidated?"
Perking an eyebrow in curiosity, Cynthia was nonetheless pulled in deeper by the cocky attitude on display.
"And why is that, Ash?" Her hands pressed into his stomach firmer, slowly pulling down and teasing the top line of his jeans, fingers digging into the loops as she pulled him in even tighter against her.
"Is there something you have to surprise me with?" With anyone else she would have expected a rather unimpressive penis reveal, but with Ash, she felt like his confidence was backed by something real. There was a certainty he left her with that she needed to see the source of at any cost.
Ash gripped both of her ass cheeks tightly as he pulled her body away from him just a little bit. "Sure I do. Pull it out and I'll show you."
He kept up his cockiness and his certainty that what he had would blow Cynthia's mind, and he delivered it with such steady, unwavering flair that she was honestly ready to buy every last second of it, so curious and excited by the prospects suddenly before her.
At that point, if Ash had turned out to be average, Cynthia would have been so phenomenally disappointed with the situation.
While she did have some tendencies, she wasn't a complete size queen, but with how much boldness Ash was showing, size was a must if she was going to be enjoying her night now, feeling her pussy get slick with anticipation and her breasts ache.
She undid the zipper on his jeans and pushed them down his legs, and the second she caught the size of the tent straining against his boxers, the bulge of a cock so large that even as hard as it was, it was forced to curl against the material that was being pushed to its limits.
Never before in Cynthia's life had an underwear bulge held so much potential to make her dreams come true.
As she pulled his strained boxer shorts down his legs and left him exposed, she nearly stumbled back in surprise, and that seemed to be exactly what Ash had been hoping for given the smile across his lips and the absolute pride with which he stood there.
His cock sprang upward, and Cynthia wasn't ashamed to say, "So big," as she marveled at it like a gawking virgin despite being a mother of two children.
It was the single largest cock she had ever seen; long, fat, aching as it dripped pre-cum onto the floor of the penthouse suite, and below it dangled an equally massive pair of balls likely about to burst given how full they looked.
"How does— Holy shit! You should have fucked me years ago!"