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With My Best Friend's Mom

By: nylondad



My name is Danny Maxwell. I just turned nineteen years old. I am the oldest in my high school graduating class. I just started school late as my mother did not think that I was ready to start school at five years of age.

I was told that when I was about two or three years old that I would always touch and run my hands over the nylon legs of relatives or friends that visited my parents. I got away with it when I was young but after a few years my hands were slapped so I stopped. 

As I became older this infatuation became more pronounced. I would focus on girls in schools, teachers in schools and sometimes the mothers of kids I knew. I always was on the hunt to look at and fantasize about stockings and legs.

I met Bobby when I was in kindergarten. We became best friends and were inseparable all through grammar and high school. I usually went to his house after school because there was so much to do.

As kids and we would climb the large apple tree in the yard at his home and go into the tree house his father had built. Bobby had a television in his room and had every conceivable toy to play with. 

Bobby's mother had her own car and that was unique since in my family there was only one car and that was used by my father. She would drive Bobby and me to the mall and also to and from baseball games. 

Bobby was an only child of his parents Lois and Bernard Shaw. Bobby's father was twenty five years older than his mom. He was always hunting in the winter (usually) traveling to New York State to hunt for deer.

In the spring and summer he would go fishing in Canada sometimes for weeks at a time. He was a successful lawyer by trade and met Bobby's mother when she was hired by the firm where he worked. She ended up as his secretary and they married two years later.

Bobby and I were both athletic. He was a star at baseball and I was considered a great dancer. I had taken dance lessons in my aunt's dancing school.

Although I was initially resistant, my parents thought that learning to dance would be an asset socially. At the time I had no idea how true that would be.

When there was a school function such as a dance or a play (where dancing was a part of an act) I always participated. At dances there seemed to be an unending supply of girls wanting to dance with me. I first had sex with a girl shortly after my eighteenth birthday. 

I could never get this one girl (Monica) to wear stockings when I had sex with her. She did not like wearing pantyhose either. I wanted to rub my hands up and on a woman's legs and maybe get her to have sex with me while she wore them. Evidently I was asking for the world.

Monica asked me if I had "psychological problems" that made me want her to do that.

Women always seemed to analyze everything. I once heard that women looked for a reason to have sex and men looked for a place.

My frustrations were ongoing.

So were the frustrations of Lois Shaw.

Bobby's father never seemed to be around. His appearances at home were sporadic. He was always away on hunting or fishing trips. He could do so because he was a senior partner in his law firm. As a result Lois Shaw always had time on her hands. 

She participated in fund drives for the school. She also volunteered to assist in school functions assisting with decorating ideas for dances and proms. She was a Red Cross Volunteer.

Lois Shaw had time for her son and on occasion for her son's friends but there was never any time for Lois. Although Lois always seemed happy and bubbly, she was a lonely and sad woman. 

She saw her life passing by as her son became older. Nothing in her life ever changed. There was never any excitement.

She would look in the mirror and would see a woman who at one time had been young and vibrant. She felt stale and her marriage was stale.

Her husband was a great provider as far as money was concerned, but the age difference and the lack of mutual interests between the two of them had taken its toll. She was a loyal woman who had needs that were not being met.

Her five feet nine inch height and slim figure still received second looks from men on occasion. She thought that she was too tall to wear heels and as a result usually wore flat shoes when she dressed up.

She had soft large blue eyes and auburn hair. She had long slim legs. She always wore a dress or skirt when she left the house. She dressed conservatively.

She would not conform to wearing pantyhose but rather wore a garter belt and stockings. In her subconscious she wanted her husband to notice her legs as he once had. Her skirts were always a conservative length.

The senior prom was being held in the local women's club. Bobby and I had dates for the prom. Since Lois had assisted with the decorations, she was invited.

Lois checked with Bobby to see if he would be uncomfortable with her being there and he said it would be no problem. I was at Bobby's house when this conversation took place.

She asked me, "Would you dance with me just once just once?" My dancing reputation was well known. I said I would.

My parents and Bobby's parents shared the cost of the limousine for the prom. Bobby's mother came alone in her own car as Mr. Shaw was out of town.

One of the senior's fathers had donated the services of a live band for the prom. This band had twelve pieces and three singers and they could and did play anything.

Monica and I had stopped seeing each other months earlier and I needed a date for the prom. My date was a pretty senior named Leslie Johannson and Bobby's date was her younger sister Shawna. 

The prom was okay. Leslie was a pretty girl .She had long blond hair and brown eyes. She had celebrated her eighteenth birthday on the day before the prom. We had befriended each other in chemistry class as we were lab partners. She and I both needed a date and as a result we ended up together.

There was no electricity between us.

Leslie had her hair up and she wore makeup the night of the prom. I had never seen her look like that. She had a nice figure. She wore heels but was not wearing pantyhose or stockings. I was disappointed from the viewpoint of just looking but it was not to be.

All I remember was that I seemed to be on the dance floor for most of the prom. I danced with Leslie and Shawna as well as a few girls who went to the prom without dates.

There was a point in time Bobby and I snuck out for some "refreshment". We had mixed some vodka (that we had smuggled in) with the punch at the prom and we went for a quick taste.

I had seen Bobby's mom at the prom when we first arrived. She was sitting down at a table talking to one of the teachers who was there. She was dressed in a blue dress that was knee length. She had on what looked like gray or pale black stockings that I noticed would shine when light would hit them from certain angles.

She had on three inch dress heels that were two tones (black and blue).She had her legs crossed so that the hem of her skirt was a few inches above her knee. I took this all in before I spoke to her. I had not been aware that she had noticed me staring at her legs before we spoke. She asked me for a dance I had promised her. 

She wanted to jitterbug and we did. 

It was a long dance and I was sweating in my tuxedo. She surprised me with her ability on the dance floor. I loved how she moved her hips. For such a conservative looking woman she really could move. After the music ended for the jitterbug we were still on the dance floor when a slow song was being played. She thanked me and I thanked her as well.

She had started to walk off because a slow dance was starting. I asked her for the dance. She accepted. Here I was aged nineteen on the dance floor with a woman nearly the age of my mother. I remember how she felt in my arms. She had a backless dress on and her skin was surprisingly smooth. I smelled the scent of her perfume.

I tried not to dance too closely and to carry on a conversation with her. I felt awkward because she was my best friend's mother.

I suddenly remember looking in her eyes and not seeing someone's mother but rather a woman.

She said she had not danced slow with anyone in several years and wanted to capture the moment with me. We got closer on the dance floor.

There were flashing lights on the dance floor and as a result it would not have been easy for anyone to see how close we were to each other. Yet here I was on the dance floor with Bobby's mother. I remember looking for Bobby but he was nowhere to be seen. I found out later that he had gone out for some more "refreshment." 

The dance lasted several minutes. I became excited for a variety of reasons on of which was Lois Shaw was an attractive woman and also that she was so close to me. One other key reason was that she had heels on and stockings.

I became hard. I tried to think it away. I thought she did not notice but she did. We had twirled on the dance floor and she got closer to me than she had been when our hips met and my cock probably bruised her it was so hard.

When I realized that she had become aware of it I tried to create some space between each other. She would have none of it. She kept very close to me until the dance ended.

Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were wide and unblinking. Her mouth was slightly open.

When the music ended she thanked me again and again. She told me that not only had I made her day but I had made her year.

I told her the pleasure was mine and I tried to hide my erection. She looked at my crotch and giggled. After that comment I did not see her. She evidently left the prom.

After the prom Bobby and I as well as our dates went to a party. I was hoping to get some type of action from Leslie but she ended up throwing up several times at the party after ingesting some "refreshment".

Bobby and I ended up at his house at about 4:00 A.M. The house was quiet. I assumed his mother was in bed. 

After Bobby washed up I used the bathroom to wash my face and brush my teeth. Since Bobby had only a twin bed in his room, he had given me a spare pillow and a blanket and I went down to the living room and lay down on the large sofa.

I took off my pants and got under the covers in my underwear.

There was a light outside on the garage that cast a glow into the living room. I started to drift off when I heard someone walking down the stairs from the second floor. It was Lois. She whispered "Danny, are you awake?" I said I was.

I moved on the couch so that she could sit. She said she had not gone to sleep. She had what appeared to be a nightgown and slippers.

After she sat down I could see her legs crossed and I could see and hear the telltale sign of nylons on her legs as there was a shine from the garage light that reflected off of them. I could hear them swish as she crossed them. She must have left them on from when she had gone out. I asked her why she was up.

She responded that she had arrived home after the prom and then went out for a drive. After driving around for over four hours and listening to music in her car did she return. She said she did so because she did not feel like coming home to an empty house. She said she only had arrived home about hour earlier.

She said she was in the process of changing her clothes when Bobby and I arrived.

She asked me if I enjoyed the prom. I said that it was "okay". She said, "Just okay?" I said that it would have been more fun had I been there with someone special. 

I told her that Leslie was nice but not a girlfriend. She said that Leslie was such a cute girl. I said I knew but that she didn't "trip my trigger."

Lois whispered to me "what would cause me to have my trigger tripped?" I told her that there were a variety of factors.

One was I liked it when girls liked to dance. Another is that I liked it when girls dressed in a feminine way. I told her that Leslie looked good but there was something missing.

I told Lois that I always enjoyed looking at an attractive woman in stockings and heels and Leslie did not seem to like to wear them. I said that I wanted to touch a woman's legs while she wore them but I was never able to do so. 

She quietly asked me if I thought she had attractive legs. I said she did. She asked me if dancing with her had excited me. I replied that I did.. She asked me, "Why?"

I answered that, "I am not sure why but that I feel a little ashamed and embarrassed especially that you being my best friend's mom." 

She said to me that I was approaching manhood and that she was a woman and that is all that should matter. 

She asked me if her wearing stockings were a factor and I said that it probably was.

She asked me if I wanted to touch her legs. I said I did but I was a little scared.

I touched around her crossed legs. Her legs felt so sexy. I had not touched a woman's legs since I was a kid. We whispered to each other as I ran my hands across her legs.

I was getting a major hard on. She kept on asking me if I liked touching her legs. 

I told her, "I love touching your legs." This went on for a while.

She moved closer to me on the sofa and asked me if I would kiss her. I thought about it for a moment. She said I did not have to if I did not want to.

I did kiss her. It was a peck. She did not move her face from me. There was another peck.

Her lips were soft. I could see in the dim light that she still had on lipstick.

I kissed her a third time and held the kiss as I still was touching her legs. She opened her mouth slightly.

Out tongues touched for a moment and then touched again.

We continued to kiss and her tongue was making progress in my mouth. 

She touched my arm and then held my face as we kissed.

My hands never left her legs. She moved slightly forward causing my hands to drift up her legs and I was now at the top of her garter belt. Her thighs felt warm.

I heard a low groan from her. I leaned back on the sofa and she leaned back with me. 

I felt her damp underwear and she started to breathe hard. 

One of her hands drifted to my waist then to my underwear and finally found its way to the outside of the underwear. She rubbed my cock.

I knew now that I wanted to fuck her. However there were so many conflicting feelings that I had trouble processing what was going on. 

My primal feelings were at hand. I had a willing woman over the age of eighteen who was wearing stockings and liked me rubbing her legs and (I thought) wanted me to do more.

The fact that she was my best friend's mother started to matter less and less

She said, "If you want to stop, I understand."

I did not respond but went back to kissing her and rubbing (now) the outside of her pussy.

She reached under her nightgown and slipped off her panties.

She lay down on her back on the sofa and reached out for me. She opened her legs. I took off my underwear.

I got on top of her. She rubbed her nylons against my back. My cock was against the hair on the outside of her pussy.

I was ready. I started to grind against the outside of her pussy.. She returned the favor. I moved my body down towards her feet and then moved my cock back. 

She reached for me with one of her hands and held my cock. She pushed the head against her opening.

I slipped in. She was hot and wet. I moved slowly at first and then much quicker. I could not hold it and I came probably within thirty seconds.

After I came I stayed inside of her. We kissed. My cock had not gotten totally soft. She moved from side to side and I got hard again.

I started to move in and out again. She wrapped her legs around my back and we locked loins for another five minutes before I came again. It was an interesting summer. 

With My Best Friend's Mom Ch. 02



When I woke up the next morning I immediately thought about what had occurred. I had put my underwear back on after being with Bobby's mom and her juices had dried on the hair near my balls. I had a serious hard on. I saw on the mantelpiece over the fireplace in the living room that the time was 10:00 A.M. I got up and walked around in my underwear. I saw near the cellar door in the kitchen some laundry that was piled neatly in a laundry basket. In the basket was a pair of grey sweatpants that looked like a good fit for me. I took off my underwear and pulled them on and I was able to walk around without having to put on my tuxedo pants. 

I heard sounds from above and I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. It was Bobby. He asked me if I liked his sweatpants and I said that I did. I told him I would return them before I went home. He said he did not care. He said he was starving for something to eat. I told him I was starving as well. He also said that his mom was in the bathroom and would be coming down to make us breakfast.

Bobby's mom came down the stairs and smiled and said to me, "Good morning." I responded in kind. She had on the same housecoat she had on the night before. She acted and sounded "normal." She asked if we wanted pancakes and Bobby and I said that we would. She said to Bobby that if we are to have pancakes then he would have to go to the local convenience store and purchase eggs and pancake syrup. While Bobby got dressed to leave she made coffee and asked if I wanted some orange juice and coffee. I said I would like both. 

Bobby got the keys to the car and money from his mother and he left. 

As he backed out of the driveway Lois looked at me and smiled. She asked me how I felt. I said I felt "fine." I asked her how she felt and she said "horny." Lois and I watched Bobby back out of the driveway and then head down the street. I was behind her looking outside of the window.

Her hands reached behind her and touched the crotch area of the sweatpants I was wearing. She hit pay dirt. My cock became hard in a second. She said that Bobby would be gone about fifteen minutes. She pulled her housecoat up. She had no underwear on. She had the ass, legs and back of a woman twenty years younger. There was a little fat on her. She had soft feminine curves. She leaned forward facing the kitchen window that gave a view of the driveway and street. I pulled down the sweatpants and pushed forward. My hands went around her waist and then felt her breasts. They were warm and felt full and her nipples were hard. I made a note to suck on these sometime. She moistened her hand with her saliva and then spread the moisture on the head of my cock and then pulled my cock to her pussy. I pushed and I was in.

Her pussy initially felt a little dry but within thirty seconds she was leaking like an old Ford. I tried to go slow to hold my load. I would push in and out fast at first and then slower. Lois groaned and was begging me to go faster. I had looked at the kitchen clock when I put my cock in and it read 10:20. I got into a rhythm with Lois. The kitchen table was banging against the wall. I moved side to side and I got on my toes to give an extra thrust that enabled to go a little deeper. I was able to hold back from coming. She asked for that again and again. I was ramming her. My cock was a human pile driver. My face was dripping with sweat. At 10:33 I pushed one last time and came and as I did so I held onto her hips and got on my toes to get my seed deep into her pussy. I unloaded everything this nineteen year old guy could muster. I could not tell if I was streaming or spurting but she felt whatever I was giving. She said my come felt warm inside of her. I stayed inside of her soupy pussy.

I looked at the clock and it read 10:34. We heard and saw Bobby driving into the driveway. Lois opened a window in the kitchen to get some fresh air in to the mix. She then got a paper towel that she held against her pussy and then pulled her panties over the paper towel. I went to the bathroom to wash my face and try to cool down.

I heard Bobby come in through the back door and I heard Lois thank him. I had just walked out of the bathroom when she was walking up the stairs. She was as giggly as a high school freshman and whispered that my come was leaking through the paper towel. She then gave me a hot open mouthed kiss. I walked down the stairs and wondered what I had started.

She made breakfast and it was uneventful given the circumstances. Lois had spent so many years keeping her emotions in check that when she was able to make breakfast and just be "Bobby's mom." Aside the constant drip of come down her legs everything appeared "normal."

I was able to get my sister to pick me up and drive me home after breakfast. My sister remarked that I smelled like I had a good time the night before. Little did she know. When I got home I showered and went to bed. I got up at about 3:00 P.M. and the first thing I thought about was if what occurred last night and this morning was a dream or reality. 

My life returned to normal after the prom and then graduation. Bobby and I had both been accepted to college. I got a Monday though Friday summer job. Bobby was working as a cashier at a supermarket with an occasional weekend off.

One month later on a Saturday that same summer Bobby and I had decided to hang out at his house for the day. He had the day off so we thought we could maybe get some sun in his backyard and grill some hot dogs. I arrived at about 11:45 A.M. Bobby's mom was there and so was his father.

When I saw Bobby's mom she smiled and said hello and nothing more. I could have felt uncomfortable but did not. I remember she had on a blue skirt and white blouse with white moccasins on her feet. She wore beige stockings with a seam down the back. 

Bobby and I were outside in our shorts shooting baskets. We had taken off our shirts. I remember seeing Lois looking out of the window and (I thought) checking me out. I could have been wrong. Bobby started up the grill and we made some hot dogs. We made them for his mother and father as well. It was getting hot outside so Bobby's mom suggested we eat on television tables in the living room and at the same time watch the baseball game of the week. There was a big screen television in the living room. I chose to sit on the floor and used the cocktail table for my food and drink. Bobby was facing the television and sat on a chair. Mr. and Mrs. Shaw sat on the couch with television tables in front of them with their food. Mrs. Shaw was to my left and Mr. Shaw was to her right.

At one time during the game she asked me if I wanted ketchup or relish with my hot dogs. I looked over in her direction and she had opened her legs wide open for a moment as she spoke to me. She closed her legs quickly and she smirked. I said I really needed mustard. She said that there was mustard in the refrigerator. I got up and went into the kitchen. I had opened the refrigerator door and I was squatting down looking for the mustard when there appeared a pair of legs with moccasins on its feet. She said she was there to "help me."

She pressed her left leg against my right arm and I slowly slid my hand up her skirt and kept on going up. Her nylons were silky. There were no panties to be felt. She whispered, "Surprise!"

I became instantly hard and also very paranoiac. I could not believe how crazy she was. I got the mustard and returned to the living room. I had to think my cock down before entering the living room.

The telephone rang. It was Bobby's employer asked him to come in as soon as possible to fill in as there were two employees who had called in sick. Bobby apologized to me and left in his father's car. Mr. and Mrs. Shaw and I watched the game for about an hour. Mr. Shaw went up to take his afternoon nap and I said I was leaving. 

As I was going to leave Lois said she wanted to talk to me. We walked outside. She asked me to walk into a side entrance to the garage. There was a workbench with power tools there as Mr. Shaw (when he has home) would perform repairs around the house. 

Lois told me that because of our "little romp" that she had felt more alive than she could remember. She said that she had gotten Mr. Shaw to "attend to her needs" for the first time in years. 

As she spoke to me she sat down on a small step stool and asked me to step forward. Without a word she pulled my fly down and my pants and got my underwear down as well. She had on red lipstick.

She asked me what I thought of her legs. I told her she looked hot. She said she purchased them from what she called a "sensuous clothing store" at the mall. She said she wanted to repay my kindness and she placed my cock into her mouth and sucked. She looked at me and spread her legs open and pulled her skirt up so I could look at her legs as she sucked. She licked my balls and tried to get my cock down her throat. She nibbled on me and sucked on the head.

I wanted to come in her mouth but I really wanted to come in her pussy more. I was getting close to coming when I stopped her. She looked disappointed. I got her over to the workbench and she sat on it facing me. It was the perfect height for what I had in mind. I pulled her skirt up. She placed the heels of her feet flat on the edge. I took off her moccasins. I bent over and licked her pussy. She went wild. I pulled over a nearby work stool and sat on it. I had her legs around my face as I ate her out. I pushed my tongue in her and nibbled on her clit. She thrashed and asked me not to stop. I ate her for a good fifteen minutes. At the same time I sucked on her clit I slipped a finger inside of her. She pressed against my face and came with a muffled moan soaking my face.

I moved the stool away and pulled her butt to the edge of the workbench. Her legs were up around my face as I searched and then found her pussy with my cock. I toyed with her for a moment just placing the head in and then pulling it out. She yelped for me to "just fuck me."

I slid in to the hilt and then slid out and then back in. I moved in a circular motion with my cock buried up to my balls. She was rubbing those nylons against my face. I lasted a full ten minutes until I dropped a load for the ages. I was dripping with sweat. I stayed inside her for about a minute. My cock was not completely soft so I pushed my come up as far as I could. My come was spilling out from around my cock while I was still inside of her. I pulled up my underwear and pants and picked her up and placed her down onto the garage floor. I heard a splat and a pool of my come was on the floor under her. She found a rag and cleaned it up. She held me and we kissed for a few minutes. I then left.

About one month later Bobby and I were out on a double date and he was driving. After we dropped off our dates he told he had to tell me something. He appeared to be very serious. I became a little apprehensive. In my mind I figured that his mother was going to divorce his father. He said he was a little embarrassed and a lot surprised. He stopped the car. I was wrong.

He said his mother told him she was about four weeks pregnant.



With My Best Friend's Mom Ch. 03



Kimberly and Michael Williams had lived next door to the Shaw family for two years. They had been married for six years and were childless. Kimberly and Mike as he liked to be called both worked. He was aged 30 and employed as a bond trader on Wall Street and Kimberly was aged 29 was a third grade teacher in a school system in the next town.

They were friendly with the Shaw family but did not socialize with them as there was a considerable age difference between the couples. Kimberly and Mike wondered about the Shaw family from the aspect that Mr. Shaw was seldom if ever home. They wondered to themselves how the marriage was able to survive given his absence. They would see Bobby and on occasion his friend shooting baskets or just hanging out in the backyard. Their presence seemed to energize the Shaw home that for the most part was as exciting as the county morgue. Kimberly noticed that Mrs. Shaw always seemed sad and looked forlorn.

That is until in the middle of the past May when something certainly had changed. Because she was a woman, Kimberly said to herself that someone was paying attention to Mrs. Shaw because she noticed (as women do) that there was a look to her that had not ever been seen before. Maybe it was Mr. Shaw. That was doubtful because he was never home. Since Kimberly worked during the school year she did not know what Mrs. Shaw did with her time during the day. Mrs. Shaw did not seem like a person who would be out and about looking for a man. But there was something that had gone on or was going on. Someone was romancing Mrs. Shaw.

At the rear of the Williams contemporary home was a porch that at one time had been screened in but now had been winterized and air-conditioned. It was called the family room now. It was used as a breakfast room in the summer where the Sunday papers were read and also was used as a reading and television room. There were thermal pane windows that had been installed. When seated on the sofa in this room there was a clear look towards the rear of their yard as well as to the side of the Shaw's driveway and garage. 

Kimberly did remember something that appeared out of the ordinary that had occurred about one month earlier. She had been doing some reading in the family room one Saturday. She had noticed that Bobby and one of his friends had been shooting baskets and hanging out and cooking something on the grill. Then at some point in time later on the same afternoon she had seen Mrs. Shaw walk towards the side of the garage out of the line of sight from the Williams home with Bobby's friend. She recalled thinking how odd it was that Bobby was not around. She lost sight of them and forgot about it until about a half hour (or maybe longer) later she saw Mrs. Shaw walking from the obscured side of the Shaw garage with Bobby's friend behind her. Mrs. Shaw looked flushed and a little disheveled. Bobby was not around and neither was Mr. Shaw. She did notice that Mr. Shaw's vehicle had been there earlier but it was now gone.

Maybe Kimberly Williams was reading into something that was not there. Maybe her frustration has showing its ugly side. Maybe she was jealous at the way that Mrs. Shaw seemed to be carrying herself. There was spring in her step. She had the smug look of a woman who was getting fucked.

Kimberly's frustration was borne being part of a couple who both worked extra hard towards financial independence but at a sacrifice of any real fun. It was easy to pick on Mr. and Mrs. Shaw and doing so made their marriage seem more palatable. Although Kimberly and Mike still made love, there was no real excitement that had once been there. Kimberly desperately wanted a child but she and Mike had been unable to conceive. Visits to the doctor revealed that Mike had a low sperm count. It was not impossible to conceive but the doctor suggested that perhaps a vacation together might enable them to focus on each other. However Mike never liked going away for vacations. Because she was a teacher Kimberly had the summer off. He liked to work and save and when he was not working he worked at home on his computer. He always talked about retirement but for Kimberly she wondered when their lives would start. She wanted a family and some fun. She was always a loyal and giving woman going back to when they were in college and dating. In her mind maybe what happened to Mr. and Mrs. Shaw was beginning to happen to them.

When Kimberly Williams was in high school, she was a cheerleader and very popular. She stood five feet three inches in height and weighed one hundred fifteen pounds. She had what other women called a "cute figure." She had above average sized breasts for her frame. For physical fitness she would skate around the block on her roller blades and she also did this to clear her mind. Being a teacher was a challenging vocation that she took seriously. She was a conservative dresser. She liked to dress up and go out especially when Mike's employer ran its annual Christmas party. She got her share of attention. She loved to dance and usually danced with the wife (Brenda Sykes) of one of Mike's co-workers. Mike did not like to dance any fast dances. Dancing provided her with attention from male party-goers. She just could not stand around and drink and eat at this party. She did not handle alcohol well when she was out socially. She would become overly affectionate if she had one too many glasses of wine. She sometimes would become ill if she drank too much. She did not like the feeling of a hangover the next morning.

One evening about a week after I received the news from Bobby, I went over to his house to see him. I was scared to say the least. I had no idea what to expect every time the telephone rang or when my mother or father would want to speak to me. I had been avoiding Bobby and would tell him that I was "busy" when he called. I had been moping around and could not tell or discuss what I had heard or how I felt with anyone. I felt that I had really fucked up. It was about 5:00 P.M. I was nervous to say the least but I could not think of a reason not to go. When I arrived, there was Lois. She was cordial and kept to herself. She had a housecoat on and slippers as if she had been ready for bed. I did not see Mr. Shaw. Bobby said nothing additional about what we had spoken. There did not seem to be any tension in the house. Bobby did not seem uptight or worried or anything out of the ordinary. Bobby was going through his old baseball card collection with the idea of selling all of them as his mother had threatened to throw them out. She wanted him to clean out his room before he was to start college. There was a local guy into baseball memorabilia collections such as what Bobby had who wanted to see Bobby's card collection. Bobby was trying to figure out how much he could get for the box of cards. We sorted through what we thought were the most valuable but it was a daunting task. There had to be over three thousand cards in this collection.

As what usually occurred Bobby and I became hungry. Neither of us had eaten since lunch time. He asked his mother if there was anything to eat and she said there was not. She did offer pizza for anyone who would pick it up. There was a pizzeria a few miles away in the next town that made the best thin crust pizza around. This pizzeria did not deliver. There were two pizzas ordered and I offered to pick them up. Bobby said he would and said I could hang out in his room while he was gone. Lois encouraged Bobby to "just go". I was uncomfortable with that idea and was worried about her aggressive stance of getting him to leave. Bobby said the wait was to be at least forty-five minutes as the pizzeria was always busy. I knew why Bobby was going early and had no problem waiting at the pizzeria. It was because there was an electronic bowling game at the pizzeria that on occasion we would play and I knew that is why he left early. I was not comfortable staying alone with his mother. Before he left Bobby asked me to go through the baseball cards again and pick out what I thought were the ten most valuable and then when he came back we could try to locate an online website that might have an estimate of what those particular cards were worth. Going on his computer seemed like a better idea than just hanging around with his mother. It would give me something to do and get my focus on something else. The clouds around me were growing darker. Lois gave Bobby the money and he left in her car. A short time after Bobby left, Lois walked up the stairs and stood in the doorway of his room. I was on the computer and made like I did not see that she was there. She cleared her throat and I looked up at her. We made eye contact. My heart jumped in fear as to what she might say.

She stared at me and asked me how I was doing. I said okay and I then asked her the same thing. I had the sense of doom that I felt was surrounding me. She said she was a little physically uncomfortable and touched her lower abdomen. She also said that she knew that I knew about her "condition."

She tried to relieve me by saying that Mr. Shaw had been taking care of "her needs" at about the same time she and I had gotten acquainted. She said she was "sure" that Mr. Shaw was the father. She said that she had still been getting per period and that she had missed it prior to our involvement. I did not ask her how she could be that sure but I did feel relieved even if it may have been a lie. I assumed that when Bobby broke the news to me that his mother would have been sad or upset but to the contrary she appeared to be rejuvenated.

A grin came across her face. She said she needed for me to see her new car in the garage. I asked her, "What new car?" She responded, "The new Audi convertible Mr. Shaw had given me as a surprise for my 46th birthday." 

While she stood there I went back in time for a moment to when Bobby gave me the news. At that time and I was depressed and scared. How could this happen? I regretted ever doing it and vowed never to do anything without a condom or better yet with a married woman again. I hoped there would be an "again" in my life as far as women were concerned. I mean in my mind Lois was "too old" to get pregnant. At the time I wondered if I was the father. What the hell had I been thinking about? 

Her old geezer of a husband probably had never dropped the loads that I had. How could I face Bobby and deal with myself or my family if the child was mine? Would she not tell anyone? If the baby looked like me would anyone notice? My life could very well be over. I mean college would be out and my parents would be mortified. I would lose my best friend and I would be a running joke. I would have to care for the child of my best friend's mother. No doubt my best friend would never speak to me. The Shaw marriage would be over. I thought about joining the service or just taking off to another part of the country and not dealing with anything.

I heard Lois say, "Danny, are you feeling okay?"

I said I was and that my mind was in another place.

She said, "If you need motivation to look at my new car in the garage check out these!" With that she pulled up her housecoat and showed me that her legs were covered in long black stockings held up by a garter belt. She also had put on the same heels she had on at the prom. She had put everything on as soon as Bobby left. I got up from the chair and walked towards her.

With all of my bad and scared feelings and all of my worry about what possibly had and could occur I followed her down the stairs and out to the back door. I was pussy whipped. The prospect of getting laid caused a python to grow in my pants. I had not had sex since we tested out the tool bench. My cock had a mind of its own.

I nervously asked, "Why can't we stay in the house?" and she said, "The new car is not in the house but in the garage."

As we walked through the kitchen I started having some misgivings. As she opened the rear door leading to the back yard she reached back and found the growing snake in my pants. 

She remarked, "Well, you certainly are ready."

I asked where Mr. Shaw was and she said, "He is at a legal seminar in New York City until tomorrow."

We walked to the garage. It was dark outside. We were out of our minds. At least I was out of my mind. She was on another planet. But why was I there? I just could not control myself. I knew it was wrong but I would not turn down an opportunity to get laid. She was wearing black stockings and heels! I really had to grow up and be done with my fetish but not yet. My fetish controlled my choices and started the whole thing with Lois.

In addition Lois lusted after my cock and I was a willing partner. It was as simple as that.

Lois entered the garage first and I followed. I looked around before pulling the door closed. It was very dark. There was no moon. There was some light from the reflection of a light from the neighbor's house. We carefully walked towards the car that was parked on the opposite side of the garage. Her car appeared to be red in color and the top was down. She opened up the driver side door and told me to sit on the driver's seat and check it out. The interior lights came on. I loved the new car smell. It had black leather seating and looked awesome. The steering wheel felt so right in my hands. 

She said, "This car is probably too fast and too sporty for me but I have decided to try this as well as other things that give me a thrill. For too long I have been a spectator in life. Now I want to be a participant before it is too late. This is just one of those things."

The car door remained open. I had my hands on the wheel. Lois pushed her self towards my left hip and placed her left leg against my left arm. She pulled up her housecoat. I ran my left hand on her silky legs and up to her pussy. She had no underwear on and that was no surprise. She said she wanted to get into the back seat. I moved to the back seat of the car. I pulled my pants and underwear down and sat down again. She stood as the convertible top of her car was down and she pushed the driver side seat forward.

She said, "I always wanted to get fucked in the back seat of a car and now is the time."

She moistened her fingers with her tongue and then placed her fingers into her pussy. We managed to get our aim right and she squatted on my cock. I thought I noticed a slight puffiness to her belly and her tits looked fuller. My cock slipped in to the hilt. I sucked on those full and delectable nipples and played with her tits. I rubbed her belly. She went up and down on me but I needed to control the action better and I could not get a good rhythm going. After a few minutes I pushed her off me and I got up from the back seat. 

I got her to stand against the side of the car and I stood behind her. She extended her arms onto the side of the car much like when a police officer is frisking a suspect and planted her legs apart. I pulled up her housecoat and had her spread her legs open a little wider. With her heels on I was able to get a direct shot to her pussy. I entered her once again and started to do some heavy duty plowing. I rubbed her silky legs for a while. The car door remained open and the interior lights to the car were on. In and out and from side to side and then in a circular motion I went. It was a perverse turn on that part of me that believed that possibly the baby she was carrying was mine and I was back fucking her again. The car was rocking from my movements. This was a great way to break in a new car. I braced myself against her shoulders with one hand. My other hand was near her face and she sucked on my index finger simulating a blowjob. My cock was up and in to the heights. I had great leverage. I would fuck her hard with rapid movements and then place my cock all the way on and leave it there and not move. I flexed my cock muscle and she was squeezing her pussy on my cock and encouraged me to fuck her harder. I could feel my pre-cum drooling into her pussy.

Suddenly I thought I heard something from outside of the garage and I stopped and listened. My heart was pounding and my cock started to shrink.

I whispered, "What was that?"

Lois whispered back, "What you probably heard is this raccoon that is prowling the yard looking for food. My neighbors said that there is a raccoon that has been getting into garbage cans. Everything is okay. Calm down. If you are worried about Bobby he will not be home for at least forty minutes."

I had the feeling that Lois Shaw could not have cared whether there was a television crew making a video of our show for internet distribution at that time. She did not want any interruption to her being fucked. I think she made up the raccoon story. Since she sounded convincing I continued.

I went back to the job at hand. I had not jerked off in over three weeks because of my worries concerning Lois and how my life could conceivably end. I had real trouble holding off. She grunted every time I pumped her. I was just fucking her and listening to her gasp and then groan as if she was in pain when suddenly my backlog of fresh come made its appearance into her womb with ten (I counted) heavy duty spurts. When I started to come I forced my cock in and all that was left were my balls as the rest was buried into her hot pussy. I held my cock all the way in and I made sure that my come had given her womb a good soaking. Her pussy felt hot. The way I felt at that moment in time could have resulted in me fucking her all night if given the opportunity. Her swollen tits looked and tasted great and I would not have minded her legs wrapped around my back and face. I wanted to be on top of her on a bed and roll on her belly. I wish at that time that we could be in bed all day and just fuck and suck her. I had to settle for what I was getting.

For some reason I still did have the odd sense that we were being watched or we had been watched. Maybe I was just being paranoid. I did not know about a raccoon. I could swear that there was someone watching us. It was not a sound that I heard just instinct. There was a window in the side door to the garage. 

I stayed inside of her after I came for a while until my cock got totally soft and I then pulled out. After I pulled out Lois shut the car door. 

She said, "You are getting better in time. I nearly came when you were fucking me. I am so addicted to your cock."

I kissed her and she kissed back and ran her legs up the sides of my legs. I started getting hard again. If we had more time I would have fucked her again.

We carefully made our way out the side door to the garage. There was no one there. I made my way around the garage and did not see anyone. After circling the garage I did see to my left the faint light in the enclosed porch area of the next door neighbor. 

I caught up to Lois at the rear door. She asked me, "Where did you go?" I said, "I was looking for a raccoon." She laughed.

We got back into the house. I used the bathroom to wash my hands and face and wash my cock. I smelled of pussy. Bobby did not come home for another twenty-five minutes.

Kimberly Williams sat in her kitchen and just shook. She poured her self a glass of blackberry brandy and tried to calm down. Her husband Mike was in his basement office on his computer. She could not believe what she had just seen. While she had been in the family room, she heard a car leave and then a short time noticed that Mrs. Shaw and another person were making their way to the garage. She could not imagine why Mrs. Shaw and another person would just walk into a garage and not reappear. She knew she was being nosy but she was so curious she had to take a look. Kimberly decided against walking in any footwear but remained in her bare feet. She quietly walked out the front door and then walked past the Shaw house and up the driveway of the neighbor on the other side of the Shaw house and then she slowly made her way towards the garage. There was a window on the door leading into the garage. She heard people speaking as she first peered into the garage. It was very dark in the garage but there was light coming from Mrs. Shaw's new car. She saw a young man of about 19 or 20 who she recognized as one of Bobby's friends getting out of the backseat of Mrs. Shaw's new Audi. This was the same kid she saw all those weeks earlier. Then she noticed that his pants were off and when he turned sideways could see his very erect and long cock! He had this tiny waist and this long and wide cock!




With My Best Friend's Mom Ch. 03



She could not breathe. She then saw Mrs. Shaw bent forward and her nightgown pulled up to reveal bare buttocks and a garter belt and black stockings. She also was wearing very high heels. What a slut! Then the young man had got behind Mrs. Shaw and started to fuck her like a machine. He was rubbing up her legs with his hands first until he just started pounding her with a fuck machine like quality and holding on to her. He fucked her so hard that the car visibly rocked! She could see his tight and muscular buttocks flexing as he plunged that hard cock into that old bitch's cunt! She was outraged and ultra horny at the same time. Her heart was beating so hard that she thought she was going to faint. She had seen porn movies before but never had she ever seen two people fuck like this young man and that lucky old bitch! He was fucking her so fast and so hard! He never seemed to stop and just would go from side to side and then back to his pounding causing that car to rock! He seemed to go on forever!

Kimberly thought about crazy the rumor she heard going around in the neighborhood that Mrs. Shaw was pregnant. At the time Kimberly thought that it was a sick joke given Mr. and Mrs. Shaw's age. If she was pregnant she was looking at the daddy. 

She said under her breath, "How can that old bitch get pregnant when I cannot?"

Kimberly made a sound outside of the door when she inadvertently lost her footing causing her weight to land against the door. She had been watching them for at least fifteen minutes. She froze as the young man looked towards the window. Kimberly crouched down and slipped around the garage and then through another backyard before making her way back to her front door and into her home. Her heart and head were pounding. She was out of breath. She had crazy ideas of what to do. She thought of telling her husband or calling her best friend Kate but for a reason she could not come up with chose not to say anything to anyone. She thought of writing an anonymous letter to Mr. Shaw and telling him. She was angry, jealous and horny all at the same time. She went up to her closet in her room and retrieved her "friend." It was her vibrator and just a few minutes of applying it to her swollen and wet pussy sent her off into multiple orgasms. She kept on seeing that hard cock and that persistent pumping and the car rocking as she came. She then went to the kitchen and had her drink. Even after coming she felt wired.

That night after calming down Kimberly decided to become more acquainted with Mrs. Shaw. 

Kimberly and Mike got up at about the same time the next morning. She made him breakfast. Since Kimberly had the summer off she would plan her day loosely. Mike got dressed and went to work. After having her breakfast and watching the morning news, Kimberly dressed in a pair of gym shorts and a sweatshirt as she was going to use her roller blades sometime that day. She walked out of her house and checked out the progress of the vegetable garden that she had planted. Coincidentally Mrs. Shaw walked out of her house and was headed to the garage. Kimberly noticed that Mr. Shaw's car was not in the driveway. The time was about 10:00 A.M. 

Mrs. Shaw opened the overhead garage door and got into her new car and backed it out. She parked it in the driveway. She walked towards the side of the house and pulled on the garden hose. She retrieved a bucket and sponge from the garage and was washing her new car carefully as the top was down. It was not really dirty only dusty.

Kimberly approached Mrs. Shaw and her new car. She said, "Good morning. Congratulations on your new addition."

Mrs. Shaw frowned and then realized that her neighbor was speaking about her new car. She said, "Thank you. It was a real surprise. My Bernard is such a good man."

Kimberly wanted to puke as she said, "How does it drive?" 

"It drives and handles beautifully and it is so powerful. It might be a little too much for me but at my age it might be time to handle powerful challenges. I feel like I have been reborn. I feel blessed and lucky."

Kimberly (changing the subject) said, "I know Bobby just recently graduated from high school. Is he going to college?"

"Yes he has been accepted to Boston University and he is especially happy because his best friend Danny is going to there as well. They are such good friends and wanted to be with each other at college."

Kimberly said, "Which friend is Danny. Is he the kid who I see shooting baskets on occasion?"

Mrs. Shaw looked at Kimberly carefully and initially said nothing.

She then said, "Yes that is him. He is such a bright and pleasant boy. He is Bobby's best friend. They are nearly inseparable. He also is quite enterprising as he does odd jobs for money. He has a regular summer job and also does house painting on the side. I wish Bobby had his energy."

Kimberly said to her self, "I bet."

Kimberly said, "Jeez. My husband and I are always busy at work. We would like the wall paper removed in the master bathroom and our bedroom painted. We want someone reliable. Has Danny ever done any painting in your house?"

"No he has not. But I have a friend in town that did use him and she said he very meticulous and very reasonable. He is also reliable. If you want I will give you his telephone number and you can say I was his reference."

"Thank you. That would be nice." 

As Mrs. Shaw went into her house to get Danny's telephone number Kimberly's mind plotted further.

Mrs. Shaw went into her house and retrieved Danny's number and brought it out to Kimberly. 

Kimberly thanked her and then said, "It is time for me to go rollerblade. Have a great day and good luck with your new car."

Mrs. Shaw nodded and then went back to washing the Audi.

Kimberly thought that Mrs. Shaw certainly was very effusive about Danny. 

That night when Mike had come home Kimberly brought up the subject of having the master bedroom painted and removing the wallpaper from the bathroom. Mike told Kimberly if that is what she wanted then she could contact a painting contractor and get an estimate. Kimberly then told Mike about her conversation with Lois Shaw and he told her to call this kid Danny and see if he wanted to consider the job. Mike told Kimberly that if she was going to call Danny then it should be sooner rather than later as he was going away to college in the fall.

At one point in time Kimberly started to ask herself just what it was that she wanted with respect to this seemingly mindless pursuit of a teenager. Was it that she was bored? Was it that she sensed a competition between herself and a middle aged next door neighbor? Since when was it her business to intrude on the personal matters of strangers? How could she make a value judgment about behavior not her own when the very sight of this young guy with the tight buns and hard cock caused her to give herself multiple orgasms? 

Or was it the fact that she could not get pregnant and Mike would not consider adoption? Was getting pregnant with a stranger an option? How could she consider such a thing without Mike knowing about it? 

It was if Kimberly was mentally off to Neverland. Even though these things rang true for her she could not get the garage images out of her mind.

Kimberly called what turned out to be Danny's cell phone number and left a message indicating who she was and who had recommended her. She in turn left her cell phone number for the call back. She waited for his call.

The next day at about noon time she accessed her messages and it was Danny. He sounded so cheerful and nice on the phone and said she could call him after 4:00 P.M.

Kimberly felt like she was in high school waiting for a guy to call as she waited for a time to call Danny. She wondered to her self why she was so excited about having a room painted. Then she admitted that she was excited by meeting this "stud" face to face. At 4:00 P.M. Kimberly called Danny's number. On the second ring he answered.

She kept a calm, friendly and professional voice tone at the same time her hand was rubbing the crotch to her slacks. He said he would consider the job but wanted to check the size of the rooms involved to see how long it would take him. He said he could be at the Williams home by 6:00 P.M. that same afternoon. She agreed.

Kimberly started wondering what she should wear. She then chastised herself for acting like an idiot and just settled on what she had on. She changed her mind again and settled on a pair of short shorts she wore when she did her roller blading. She had on a pair of flip flops and a white cotton tee shirt. She had a little make up on at the time.

Mike usually came home at about 7:00 P.M. at he took the bus to and from New York every day and then walked from the bus stop. Danny showed up a little after 6:00 P.M. He had a pad and pencil with a tape measure. He introduced himself and walked in.

Kimberly thought that he looked taller than she thought he would be and a little stockier. He had such a nice smile and she noticed dimples when he smiled. He was respectful. He had on a pair of black jeans with a blue short sleeved shirt and running shoes. 

She tried to not think about what she had seen in the Shaw garage but the images kept popping up. She thought that his butt looked great but then she had seen it in the raw already and thought it looked great then. They walked into the bathroom and he said that removing the wall covering would be easy. She wanted the walls smoothed out and then painted. Then they went into the bedroom and he looked and measured just as he did in the bathroom. He said that if she wanted then she could either accompany him to the paint store or have him bring paint samples. She said she preferred if she could accompany him and that would work for her. He told her his price and she said that it sounded reasonable and then he said he could start the next week. She said that would be fine. He asked her if she could drive him to the paint store the next day to make a selection. He said he could not get his father's car the next day. She said she would pick him up after at his home after he got home from work and she mentioned the time of 4:30 P.M. He said that would be okay He gave Kimberly his home address. He left.

Kimberly sensed that Danny did not find her overly attractive. She was young (aged 29) and athletic and (she thought sexy) and yet he barely noticed her as far as she could sense.

How could he be getting so excited about a woman who was so much older than she was? Could he be in love with Mrs. Shaw? Kimberly asked her self how she could be getting so excited about a 19 year old boy. What the hell was she thinking about? Where did she think she was going with this obsession? I mean she was married! She had a stable marriage to a loyal and good man. 

Then Kimberly thought about her marriage and how much it meant to her. On the other hand she thought she "deserved" more from life.

Why had Danny at least not checked out her breasts? I mean her nipples were poking out by virtue of just being around Danny yet he looked right through her.

The she remembered the garter belt and heels on Lois when she looked into the garage. Did Lois wear them because that is what she thought Danny liked? Did Danny want her to wear them? He was rubbing her legs on occasion when he was fucking her against the car. That had to be it. Danny is a leg man! 

Kimberly went to the bathroom and drew herself a hot bath. She had not done so in months. She put bath bubbles into the tub and contemplated her next move. She brought a glass of wine into the bathroom. She would not or could not answer her own questions regarding her true intentions on the subject of Danny. She lit a few candles and had her portable radio in the bathroom while she used the vibrating shower head on her clit to send her off to another world as she conjured up the images that now had taken control of her life.

It was not that she was lying to herself. It was that she was not admitting anything to herself. For some reason she decided to place herself into a competition with an older woman. She was doing this while ostensibly happily married. None of this made sense to Kimberly as she tried to think it through. Yet she did not stop herself from thinking about Danny. She could see in her mind the vision of his cock and how his butt flexed as he pounded into Lois Shaw!

As Danny walked out of the front door to the Williams home, someone was watching him from the Shaw home. It was Lois. For some reason she regretted giving out the information to Kimberly Williams about Danny. She felt uneasy about Kimberly's youth. She actually felt a pang of jealousy. 

Danny thought that Mrs. Williams was okay. She did seem attentive and he had the sense that there was something on her mind. He made a minor note of it but did not give it a lot of thought. This was an opportunity to make some extra money in an air conditioned house. 

It was fun fucking Lois again. He wanted to settle in for the rest of the summer and make some money for school not thinking about anyone being pregnant. Those were adult problems and he was still a kid. There was always the possibility of being able to visit Mrs. Shaw and give her a good fucking if the timing was right. No one would be the wiser.

Kimberly got up from bed and made breakfast for Mike and her. She had her coffee. She gave herself a quick cat bath and then went out to the mall. While she was there she was checking the time constantly. She was trying to come up with something to wear that would get Danny's attention yet not appear to look like she was trying too hard. At the mall she selected a blue jean skirt that was a little on the short side. She thought about going barelegged but then remembered Danny's ardor as he felt Lois legs and pounded her pussy. She chose a flesh colored pantyhose and a pair of flat shoes as well as a lime green top. She then went to a place that sold "sensuous clothing" and purchased a garter belt and full fashioned stockings as well as a pair of beige crotch less pantyhose. After arriving home from the mall she went out and did her rollerblading for over one hour. She was sweating profusely. She came home and took a hot shower. She shaved her legs and played with her hair. She left her house at 4:20 P.M. and arrived at Danny's house at about 4:30 P.M. She was there about two minutes when Danny came out of the house and got into her car.

The first thing that Danny noticed when he got into the car was her legs. He felt like he was being cool as he did not let his eyes lurk. Inside he said, "Wow does she look good. She looks so different dressed up." For Danny when a woman dressed up (even in a jean skirt), it meant she was dressed up. All girls he knew in high school seldom if ever wore a skirt and never wore pantyhose or god forbid thigh highs.

On the way to the paint store Danny kept his eyes forward or to the right. He talked about going away to college in less than two months. She asked what he was going to major in and he though Computer Science. They arrived at the paint store.

With the assistance of the store's paint guru and with the input of Kimberly, the paint selections were made. Also purchased was the material to prep the walls after removing the wallpaper. The items were then placed into the trunk of the car. Danny had carried the paint and he had Kimberly pop open the trunk. 

They made their way back to the Williams home and Danny unloaded the paint and other materials and placed the items in the garage. Kimberly offered lemonade to Danny and he accepted. He was very conscious of keeping his eyes forward and to her eyes. He was having problems doing this. Danny was seated at the kitchen table and Kimberly brought a glass of lemonade to him. She reached around him to get a napkin for him and she got close enough to smell her perfume and see the outline of her nipples.

He could feel the pulse in his head pounding. As she walked away from him he checked out her legs for a moment. They were gorgeous. He wondered whether she wore a thong or went without panties. He felt himself getting hard. His teenaged mind was going through a natural progression.

She sat on one of the kitchen chairs and as she crossed her legs the phone rang and she had to reach for it. Her skirt rose on her legs. Danny looked at her legs and then looked at Kimberly and she was staring at him. He blushed and looked away as she took the call. The call was from her husband and he was running late. He would not be home until later that evening and he told her that maybe she could reheat the frozen lasagna from the freezer for dinner. 

For a few minutes Kimberly sat across from Danny and they spoke. She was trying to think on the fly as to what she wanted to do with this kid. He really seemed to be mesmerized by her legs. She was mesmerized by the idea of his cock buried in her pussy. She thought that she was seeing the beginnings of an erection. She decided to cool her self down and sleep on this for a night. She was wet for sure. She needed time to think. She offered to drive him home. He accepted.

They walked out the front door and then to her car. Lois Shaw looked out of the bedroom window on the second floor and her eyes were like daggers as she saw the skirt that Kimberly Williams was wearing as she and "her Danny" got into the car. 

Danny's mind was all over the place. He could not understand what was going on in his life. He went from famine to feast within the last month or so. First there was Lois and now maybe Kimberly. I mean he would look in the mirror and see an average looking guy with an average looking physique.

It seemed like Kimberly knew that he was crazy about legs but how? Could it be that all women over the age of twenty-five wore stockings or pantyhose? He did not think so as he noticed women of all ages around when he was at the mall or out with his friends and the trend was now the bare leg look.

He then remembered the night he and Lois checked out her new Audi and remembered thinking he was being watched. Maybe it was Kimberly who was watching. He then dismissed the idea as it seemed so improbable.

Danny made a concerted effort to keep his eyes ahead when he was driven home. He was able to do so. As he prepared to leave Kimberly's car she told him that she looked forward to have him do the painting in her home.

For Danny this was a weird comment. Was he thinking that every woman was after him? That was ridiculous. But there was something in the way she looked at him. She appeared to be the lioness and he was the prey. He gave himself chills when he conjured up that image.

He was not so sophisticated in the world of women. Sometimes it did get complex. He went to bed that night and had a somewhat restless sleep. 

He was delayed in starting the job and did not start until the next Thursday. He had decided to quit his regular job and just do the painting jobs that would come in so as to give himself some more time to himself. He arrived with a ride from his father at 10:00 A.M. Kimberly in jeans (thank God) answered the door. He had his drop cloths and other materials as he first worked on the bathroom. He was able to get the paper off the walls and started to prep the walls for painting by early afternoon. Kimberly was in the house early in the day and then said she was going out for a few hours. At about the same time Danny accessed his cell phone messages. There was a message from Lois. He called her. She asked him how he was and they had a friendly conversation. He said he saw Kimberly leave and Danny told her she was going to be gone for a few hours. Lois said that there was no one at home if he wanted to "visit."

He was sweaty but of course horny and he walked across the driveway and into the Shaw home. Lois had been ready to go out to a luncheon with her girlfriends when she saw Kimberly leave. She had on a summer weight white cotton dress with blue and white sling back heels and beige colored stockings. Also she had on a fresh coat of a red lipstick she said was called "Red Allure." She sat at a chair at the kitchen table. Without saying one word she pulled down Danny's pants and underwear, leaned forward and took his sweaty cock into her mouth. He pulled up her dress so he could look at her long legs as she serviced him. She sucked and slobbered over his cock for about five minutes before he shot a prodigious load into her mouth. Danny held the back of her head as he unloaded and she swallowed. After he pulled his cock back into his pants Lois looked up at him and smiled. He could see the come residue inside of her mouth and stuck to her teeth. She told him he tasted sweet. He told her it might be a good idea to reapply her lipstick and brush her teeth before going out. She laughed. He walked back to the Williams home and back to his work. 




With My Best Friend's Mom Ch. 03



Kimberly came back home at bout 1:30 P.M. She had been out doing some food shopping. She checked on the progress Danny had been making. The walls were prepped and waiting to be painted in the bathroom. He had started scraping the walks in the bedroom. She was pleased yet she started to worry. She realized that he would be done in another two days and she did not have a game plan as to if she wanted to do anything and if she wanted to then when she wanted to. She actually started to fret.

By the time 5:00 P.M. came around Danny was ready to go home. Mike Williams had come home early that day and he met Danny. He offered to drive Danny home and he accepted.

The women around him were driving Danny crazy. He loved the sexual part but the anxiety it caused him was becoming overwhelming. He felt like his life was going out of control and he did not know what to do to stop it. Some times he wished he could send his sexual feelings away on vacation. He looked forward to going away to college.

Danny arrived at the Williams home at 10:00 A.M. the next day. Kimberly was there and she was busy doing laundry. She then went out food shopping. Danny put the first coats of paint on both the bathroom and also the master bedroom in the morning. Because he had some time while the paint dried he went next door as he saw Bobby. They ended up shooting baskets for about an hour. Kimberly came home with shopping bags while Danny was shooting baskets. Kimberly unloaded the bags and then went to the family room ostensibly to watch the television. While this was going on Lois watched him from the kitchen window and Kimberly watched him from her family room. Danny had his shirt off and was sweaty. Kimberly thought and wondered what he tasted like. Better yet she wondered what his long baby maker would feel like in her pussy.

By the time the basket shooting had ended the paint had dried. Danny put his shirt back on. He ate a sandwich he had brought from home and Kimberly gave him a soft drink. He started on the second coat. As he worked Kimberly plotted. Mike was going to a Mets game that night. She had time if she could find a way to get Danny to stay for dinner. She casually asked Danny if he had any other jobs lined up and he said he did not. She said that she and Mr. Williams might like to have the dining room and living room painted. She said that Mr. Williams had commented on how well the bathroom and bedroom looked and thought that if he had the time then perhaps he could do the additional painting. 

Kimberly said. "Danny please stay for dinner. We can discuss what you think you can do with respect to the additional painting. I can throw something together and you can be home by 9:00 P.M."

Danny thought, "I could use the money. Maybe I can sneak over to see Lois again. The bad part is to try not getting an erection around Kimberly. She always seems to be around and there is that look in her eye."

Danny said he would stay for dinner. 

He also agreed to do the job and said he would need to return to the paint store to select paints. Kimberly said that could be done the next day.

Kimberly went into the bathroom made sure her pussy was shaved and smooth. She then showered and washed her hair. She put on a pair of crotch less beige pantyhose and a medium length beige skirt with a low heeled shoe. She put on a black cotton blouse without a bra. She pulled her hair into a ponytail. She was out hunting for cock and her prey was in the house.

While this was going on Danny watched the television tuning in to a sports network. Before dinner he washed his face and hands in the downstairs powder room.

Kimberly had prepared Italian style veal cutlets and had a salad. She had purchased a fresh loaf of Italian bread that she heated in the oven and sliced. She also had a bottle of Chianti wine to drink. She lit dinner candles and put some background music on. While Kimberly prepared dinner Danny checked out the work he had done.

Kimberly called Danny to dinner.

He was taken aback with the table setting and how Kimberly looked. She had looked good before and now she looked spectacular. She smiled coyly at him and asked him if he wanted some wine or soda. He said he would try some wine. When Kimberly would get up to bring something to the table she made sure she did so slowly and deliberately. Danny was being slowly being seduced. He sensed something in the air but could not identify it. 

On the second glass of wine Danny asked Kimberly about her experience in college. She said it seemed like a hundred years earlier that she was in college. She had gone to Rutgers University. She said she enjoyed the college experience and yearned to be "young again." Danny said she looked like a college senior now and she smiled and thanked him while touching his arm. At the same time the inevitable was rising from below Danny's waist. 

Kimberly was on her third glass of wine when she asked Danny if he dated much. He said he dated some and he started to go through the same conversation he started with Lois after the prom when he stopped himself. He said he would like to wait to get married until he was about thirty. 

Kimberly was seated to Danny's right at the table. She had moved herself around to give Danny a more direct view of her tits and her legs. She had left her legs uncrossed and just had them slightly open to give him a possible view of her pussy. She was going for broke. She noticed that Danny seemed a little uncomfortable and squirmed on his seat especially when she looked at her legs and pussy as well as at her nipples that were not trapped by a bra.

She said, "Do you think I am attractive?" He stammered and said, "Yes."

She said, "Is your cock hard?" He swallowed his saliva and said, "Why are you asking me that?"

She said, "Come on Danny we are adults here. I am just asking."

He said, "Yes."

She said, "What do I have to do to get you to kiss me?"

He swallowed, then shrugged his shoulders and whispered, "Just ask."

She got up and moved his chair around and sat on his lap. She took off her blouse. Her nipples and full round tits were there for him. There was a scent of perfume on her skin. She felt so smooth. Her tits were full and ripe like soft fruit. He gasped as he touched them. She reached over and kissed him opening his mouth with her tongue. 

She continued to kiss him. She took one of his hands and placed it on her thigh and up her legs. He could feel her pussy. He got away from her mouth and sucked on her left breast. She squirmed on his lap grinding into his cock that she thought felt like sitting on a fencepost.

Their kissing continued. She wanted his cock. She got up and with his help pulled at his pants and got them down along with his underwear. She was on her knees and he was seated. His cock was perfect. Some veins were seen running up from the base on the underside. It was wide and long and his balls looked full. She picked up his cock for a moment and licked his balls. She placed her mouth on the head. He stood up. In this position she got his cock about three quarters of the way in her mouth and then with one swoop got all of it into her mouth and down her throat so that her mouth was against his balls. He shook at the image and at the feeling. She slobbered over him and seemed to be in another land. She sucked and played with his cock and his balls. She would deep throat him for a few moments then pull his cock nearly completely out and suck on the head and nibble on the underside. Then she would repeat the process. He could feel his pre-cum spilling into her mouth. Her saliva and his pre-cum were all over his cock and balls. He wanted her pussy

He kept himself from coming. He stood her up and got her skirt off. He pushed her on to the dinner table knocking one of the dishes off and it crashed onto the floor. She was on her back first when he first tried to enter her. Her legs were up and spread. She was the tightest woman he had ever been inside of. She was soaked with her own juices. He almost needed some KY to get in. After some effort he was able to do so. He pushed the head in and she breathed out to accommodate him. Her eyes rolled and blinked.

She moaned and was getting very verbal. She mentioned that she was on the pill.

Danny finally got all of himself inside of Kimberly. For about twenty minutes he would slowly fuck her only to suddenly pick up the pace and then go slowly. Because he was standing up he could control the tempo as well as the depth. It was fun to fuck a different pussy. He played with her clit and she had at least three orgasms as he fucked her. Her legs were up against the sides of his face.

Then for some strange and inexplicable reason, Danny suddenly had some misgivings about what he was doing and how his life was going. He thought about Lois and actually felt guilty that he was next door fucking her neighbor. He wondered what he had become. He scared himself. He pulled out and he had not come. He was shaking in fear.

Kimberly was speechless. She asked him, "What is wrong? Why did you stop?

He responded, "You are a married woman and I do not feel right about this. I feel guilty. I am so sorry."

Kimberly said nothing for a few moments. Then she spoke.

She said, "Sorry? Are you sorry about fucking your best friend's mother?"

Kimberly then really lost it. She yelled out to him, "What do you think Mr. Shaw will say when he finds out you knocked up his wife? What do you think he will say (and what your friend Bobby will say) when they find out you fucked her in her new car?"

Danny stood there stunned for a moment. He did not say anything. It then dawned on him. Kimberly had seen them the night he thought he heard someone at the garage door!

Danny's anger surfaced. He panicked He looked at the now not so attractive Kimberly Williams and her sneering face. What a bitch! She is fucking around with his life!

Danny grabbed Kimberly's arm and twisted it behind her back. He then forced her face forward onto the table. She tried for a moment to get away but it was pointless. He was too strong. She was furious and horny just as she was when she was spying at the Shaw garage. He got his not completely soft cock into her pussy from behind and pushed. He started to slap her backside giving her a spanking. She shrieked in pain and that made him harder. He spanked her hard on each cheek and called her a fucking bitch. She started to cry and then moan in pleasure. He held her neck in almost a choke hold as he shot his load into her pussy. 

He was not through. He stayed inside her. He continued to slap her behind. Her jumping movement from the slaps caused him to get hard again. He spent the next half hour inside her until he conjured up another load. He told her he needed to spread out her out. As he pulled out there was little if any of his come that had leaked out of her pussy. They said nothing to each other. She stood up. Her face showed the evidence of tears. She appeared to look confused, angry and sad. Her backside was red with his handprints. Her tits had marks on them from being compressed on the table. Her pussy had been ravaged and filled. It is what she wanted and it was what she got. There was nothing said and nothing that needed to be said.

Danny got his clothes on and then gathered his painting materials and walked out the door. He drove straight to his house. He did not speak to anyone that night. He never returned to the Williams house to finish the job. He did not call them and they did not call him. He managed to stay away from Bobby's house for the remainder of the summer by taking a vacation at a cousin's house in Florida.

Two months later while he and Bobby were at school, Bobby told Danny that his mom had suffered a miscarriage. Danny expressed his sadness to Bobby.

In a seemingly unrelated piece of news, Bobby told Danny that the couple next door (Williams) had put their house up for sale. It seemed that they needed a bigger place because Mrs. Williams was pregnant.

Danny went out that night and got himself drunk. 



With My Best Friend's Mom Ch. 04



I was through my first month at school when I first started to really think about the crazy summer that had just passed. I had never in my life ever looked back on anything with any sort of perspective. Now I was. I felt a tinge of sadness about my behavior with Kimberly and Lois. Obviously Kimberly had her demons as did Lois as did in some ways so did I.

In addition to the perspective I involved myself in was that I also had a raging case of horniness. I would get flashbacks of primarily Lois with those long legs and then a little of Kimberly spread on her kitchen table. I was always jerking off and I always did so in a stall of the men's room located near my doom room.

It was becoming difficult to really consider having sex with any of the girls at school. They all sounded the same. They all dressed the same. They were either giggly and whinny or both. The focus of their attention was their cell phones. Maybe it was me. My experiences with Lois and then Kimberly had shown new light on the possibilities and plusses of being with older women. I liked the no bullshit and no prisoners' attitude that Lois and then Kimberly had displayed. I never felt used. I just felt overwhelmed.

Why I had the sudden case of guilt and remorse while I was with Kimberly I did not know or understand. Maybe I was not used to so much attention from women. I may have had a sense of guilt over the sudden embarrassment of riches. I do not know. If I had to do it all over again I just would have continued fucking both of them. I mean I knew I was going away to school and no one would have known. These women were not looking for a husband. I do not specifically know what they wanted aside from a young and hard cock. I sensed maybe that there was more but I could not be sure. 

But then the news that Kimberly and her husband had put the house up for sale because Kimberly was pregnant cast a temporary pall on my memories. I would try to forget that. I also did not want to deal with the fact that Lois also had become pregnant and then lost her baby. I did not want to deal with those parts of my summer experiences. That part of my summer was permanently in my rear view mirror.

My first trip home was for Thanksgiving. I was able to get an early flight out of Boston on the Tuesday prior to Thanksgiving. Bobby got a flight later in the day and that was a relief as his mother was going to pick him up at the airport. I mean I was actually scared at the prospect of seeing her. My father picked me up and my reception at home was great. It was nice to be home sleeping in my own bed and having an unrestricted access to a refrigerator that had food in it. Bobby got home late the same night and called me the next afternoon. We chatted and he said he would meet up with me the same night as we planned on having a bite to eat together. He picked me up and we went out to the house of one of his old girlfriends. They had stayed in touch but had not had any romantic feelings for each other in a long time. There were six other kids from my graduating class there and we all went out together to a diner for something to eat. One of the kids there was Leslie Johannson. I had taken her to the prom the night that Lois and I first got together. It was nice to see her. She looked a lot hotter than I remembered. She had on a tight pair of jeans and she was very friendly. We exchanged e-mail addresses and promised to keep in touch. Bobby dropped me off at about midnight and we parked in front of my house and talked before I got out. I had never mentioned Kimberly Williams after he gave me the news at school. He mentioned that for whatever reason the Williams house had been taken off the market. He did not mention any pregnancy. I did not ask him about it. I asked him how his parents were doing and he said his mother looked and sounded upbeat. He said that she actually looked younger and happier than she had when he left for school. He said she did ask about how I liked school. I could feel my face start to get red when he told me that. 

He wanted to see me on Thanksgiving and I agreed to drive over after dinner. My family eats dinner on that day at 1:00 P.M. He asked me to come over after I had dessert and then we could watch the Cowboys play as their game started at about 3:30 P.M. I was a little nervous but agreed. 

My family Thanksgiving was uneventful. I ate far too much as my mother remarked that I looked like I had lost weight. She kept on trying to feed me more turkey. My sister said I looked the same.

I drove to Bobby's house and was greeted by his mother and father as well as a couple of the Shaw's old friends the Jacksons. Renata Jackson had gone to college with Lois. She was a paralegal in a law office. She originally was from Germany. Her husband Gerald on occasion had gone fishing with Bernard Shaw. They had no children. Renata was a petite woman of about five feet in height. She did not fit the typical mold of large boned German women. She had what appeared to me to be large breasts. She had a very small waist and her butt looked firm and shapely. She had blond hair and brown eyes. She had what I would call a mischievous smile. She had a black pants suit on with black pumps. 

Before walking into the Shaw home I did notice that there were cars at the Williams home. It appeared that there was company there. I did not see a For Sale sign in front of their home.

Every one was extra nice to me at the Shaw home. Any concerns about being around Lois disappeared. She was very smiley and appeared to be happy to see me. They all had eaten dinner and Lois and Mrs. Jackson were in the kitchen cleaning up and getting dessert ready. Mrs. Shaw looked especially radiant. She had done something with her hair. It was different. She had lightened it and she had changed her hair style. Her clothes were not so old lady like. She had a pair of medium height pumps on that were green in color. She had on a green knee length dress and wore makeup and red lipstick. She wore an apron while she was clearing up the dishes and was preparing the dessert. She had on a neutral shade of stockings. I was not sure whether she had on pantyhose or was wearing a garter belt. I thought it best not to ask. I made a conscious effort not to leer at her legs. Looking at her legs briefly brought back memories. I thought about her legs wrapped around my face and back and my cock plunging in and out of her pussy. I had to stop as my mind was going to dangerous places once again.

We watched the game in the living room and the dessert was coordinated with halftime. I had already eaten dessert at home but I made room. It was served in the dining room. Mr. and Mrs. Jackson had brought for dessert a homemade apple pie and two bottles of Schnapps that they had purchased in Germany while on a recent visit to Mrs. Jackson's family. I did not care for the taste of the Schnapps but Lois asked Bobby if he wanted to try it and he did and he liked it. He had a few glasses of it and then we watched the second half of the game. I also noticed that Mr. and Mrs. Jackson were doing a good job on the Schnapps as was Lois and Mr. Shaw.

I was seated on the floor of the living room watching the game when I glanced to me left. At this time Bobby was lying on the living room floor and was on his stomach watching the game. He appeared to be a little out of it from the schnapps and was smiling at no one in particular and for no apparent reason. The Jacksons were seated together with Mr. Jackson seated at one end of the sofa. Mr. Shaw was seated next to Roberta and he looked like he was ready to doze off. On the opposite end from Mr. Jackson and next to Mr. Shaw was Lois. As I glanced in her direction she looked at me with what appeared to be lust. Her legs were crossed but she was dangling one of her shoes on the end of her foot. She was licking her lips as she gazed in my direction. My pulse rate jumped and I quickly left her gaze and looked at the game. I felt her eyes drilling a hole in the side of my head. That cock of mine was trying to make an appearance. Fortunately I was seated and could control its display.

The game ended and the Jacksons stayed for a while. I went upstairs to use the bathroom and after doing so and washing my hands I opened the door to the bathroom and was surprised to see Renata Jackson standing just outside the door. She had an odd look on her face as if she was ready to say something. I basically had spoken to her very little since being introduced to her only hours earlier. I was walking out of the bathroom and she tried to squeeze in the doorway at the same time. Her breasts were at below my chest level. We both stopped and I guess I had a startled look on my face as I looked down at her. She smiled and she grabbed my neck with one hand and reached up and kissed me and tried to put her tongue in my mouth. I initially did nothing and she pressed against me. Her other hand found my crotch area and because of Lois and her dangling foot, it did not take long for my cock to get hard. She smelled a little of the schnapps on her breath but her taste was not unpleasant. She really could kiss. She had great lips and I returned the kiss licking her mouth. She raised one of her legs and rubbed it against my leg as if she was going to climb me as if I were a tree. This was the first kiss and first woman I had gotten this close to since the night with Kimberly. We were there for about thirty seconds. I had one of my hands against her very full breasts and one hand around her tight little butt and I pulled her against me. She was grinding against me. I broke off the kiss. Her lipstick was smeared. She looked at me for a moment and excused herself as she walked into the bathroom. She took a tissue and wiped my mouth with it. She then handed me a business card with her name on it and whispered for me to call her cell phone number on it and said nothing more. She smiled and closed the bathroom door and I walked down the stairs totally befuddled.

I got ready to leave. Bobby did not look well as the schnapps had really hit him hard. I do not know how many glasses he had of the stuff but he apologized and went to bed. Renata came down the stairs and said nothing and did not provide any little cutesy clues as to what had just occurred. Not long afterward the Jacksons left and Mr. Shaw went to bed. 

I was ready to leave when Lois pulled me to the side and asked to me to stay. I expressed to her how sorry I was about the loss of her child. She thanked me. My instincts told me to leave. For some reason the same feeling I experienced with Kimberly returned. I felt sad and guilty and I became agitated. I stayed. We sat in the kitchen and talked. I told her the way I felt. I told her that I was so fearful about causing problems in her marriage as well as to my life but that I always seemed to jump at any opportunity that she presented. I told her that I was not sure I could maintain any type of relationship with her but that she still turned me on. She said she understood. She apologized for making me feel uncomfortable. She became tearful. She said that part of her felt guilt about what we had done. However there was another part that was not guilty and was needy. She said she missed me and wanted to still see me when we could.

While speaking to me she ran her hands over my crotch and she leaned forward and kissed me. I returned the kiss. She pulled me to me feet and stood me at the top of the cellar stairs near the back door. She then walked down two steps and then faced me. Down came my pants and underwear and her mouth sucked my cock all the way down her throat. She sucked and had my cock in and out of her mouth slowly at first and then with a real desperation. I lasted maybe two minutes. When I came I was looking at her face and I could see the surprise in her eyes as my load was one for the record books. She stared at me while she swallowed and gulped. I could hear her gulping and swallowing as the streams and spurts made their way into her pretty mouth and down to her stomach. I held the back of her head to make sure none of my come leaked out. She did not pull her mouth off of me until I had started to get soft. She seemed to savor my come and seemed to hold some of it in her mouth before swallowing. 

We both heard a sound from upstairs and then Bobby's voice could be heard asking for his mother. Evidently he was sick and wanted an antacid. She kissed me quickly and then she made her way from the steps and then towards the living room. I pulled up my underwear and pants and quietly walked out of the rear door.

I walked to the driveway facing the Williams home. It appeared to be dark with the exception of the family room. There was a light possibly from a television on and I swore I saw some movement in that room as I turned to walk down the driveway towards the street and my car. I had walked about thirty feet towards the street when I heard a loud whisper that said, "Danny!" I froze and looked towards the sound. 

It was Kimberly and she walked quickly from the side entrance of her home. It was nearly pitch black where I stood. I was trembling and wondering what she wanted. She walked up to me. She initially said nothing. From up close it appeared that she was trembling. She moved closer.

She asked me how I was doing. I said that I as okay. Words came out of my mouth. Those words were a heartfelt apology for what had occurred. I told her that I was very sorry for my behavior. I told her that I was just overcome about what was going on in my life at the time and that I was not an experienced person with regards to relationships or how to care for another person. I told her that my prime motivation was always sex and that I had real difficulty in keeping those feelings under wraps especially under the circumstances that had presented themselves to me. 

She asked me for a hug. She then said to me she was sorry for her behavior. She said that she took advantage of the fact that I was a young guy and her behavior was way off. She wanted to know if we could be "friends."

I said we could. I told her I had heard that she was going to move. She said those rumors as well as the rumors of her being pregnant were started by somebody (as she looked at the Shaw house) but that there was no truth to any of it. 

I was ready to leave. Kimberly would not let go. She grabbed my face and kissed me. I kissed her back. My cock got hard as if by magic. I asked where her husband was and she said on his computer. We both looked towards the Shaw's garage. We giggled and crept around the side of her house and then around the backside of the garage and then through the side door. It was so dark but there was some familiarity to the place so I knew where to go. She had on a housecoat and slippers. I picked her up and placed her on the tool bench. She felt so light in my arms. I looked for her pussy. She had a thong on so I pulled it to the side. My pants went down to my ankles with my underwear not far behind. I leaned over and gave her pussy a quick lick and then placed the head of my cock into this incredibly tight pussy. She moaned so loud I placed my hand across her mouth. I pushed until my head finally cleared her entrance and her juices took over. I pushed and had a great angle. She whispered that she could not believe how deep my cock felt inside of her. I did not want to linger. I fucked her hard and fast and within about five minutes I got ready. I picked her up and held her impaled on my cock as I came. I was surprised how much I spurted given that I had my cock sucked so well less than a half hour before. We kissed and after I softened I let her down. My come evidently ran down her legs as she tried to catch it with her hands. One more kiss and we crept out into the night. She snuck towards her home and I got into my car shell shocked and went home. 

I slept like a baby and did not get up until 11:00 A.M. I got up had some cereal and took a shower and tried to make sense of any of it. It is as if I had awakened one day and landed on Planet Pussy. Rather than get all melancholy I decided to keep my options opened. I mean it felt better to feel good than to feel bad.

Everyone was out of my house by the time I got up. Bobby called and said he was going to stay in bed for the rest of his life as the hangover from the schnapps had given him the headache from hell as well as the runs. I told him I would talk to him the next day.

Just for the hell of it I called the cell phone number for Renata Jackson. She answered the phone. She said she was at work alone. I asked her for the reason for the kiss at the Shaw home the day before. She said she could not explain it but just went with her instincts. She said she saw me looking at Mrs. Shaw's legs and figured I was a horny guy. She said that if she had worn a skirt then she would have been the one I would have looked at. I did not ask her about her marriage as I did not care. She did not volunteer it. She worked for a law firm near a mall that I was familiar with. She asked me if I was free to visit her at work. She said she was alone because it was a holiday. She told me to call on her cell phone when I arrived. I got dressed and looked in the mirror and still had trouble figuring it all out.

The mall was a twenty minute drive and I used my father's car as he was out with my sister and mother and must have used my sister's car. I left a note for them.

I arrived at the building. There was a black Mercedes parked in the lot that I figured belonged to Renata and I parked near it. I called and went to the rear entrance of the building. Renata appeared. She had on a black turtleneck sweater with a pair of probably too tight jeans. She let me in and we walked a few feet. She stopped and turned around and kissed me and said she just wanted to fuck. She did not want any conversation. We went to her office. I pulled off her top and then she took off her bra. She had gorgeous tits with large nipples and a tiny waist. Her black silk panties came off. She looked like someone that I could have spent hours with on a bed just sucking and fucking. I sat her on the desk and was going to taste her when she stopped me and said she preferred to be fucked in her ass. Out of nowhere a tube a KY appeared. She spread it on her backside and then on my cock. She bent over away from me and I slipped my cock rather easily into her butt. It was a different experience for me. It was tight and hot and surprisingly flexible. I was not the first here but who cared? I rode her like a jockey at the Kentucky Derby. For some reason I was not anxious to come. My cock made its way to my balls and then back and from side to side. She was playing with her clit as she suddenly screamed something in German and then went limp. As she did so I held onto her hips and shot my load. There was little to say to each other afterwards. Out of her pocketbook she pulled out a hundred dollar bill and gave it to me. For her this was like a business deal. I guess I could have been offended but I was not. I took it. She said she wanted to see me when I came home for the holidays. She walked me out to the door and I drove home after dropping a load and picking up a hundred. Not a bad day if I said so myself.

I went home. Lois called me on my cell phone. She wanted to chat. She whispered that she was horny and needed me. I told her I had plans. She sounded disappointed. Fortunately she must not have known about Kimberly and me in her garage as that would have pissed her off for sure. 

I met Bobby and we went to the house of Leslie Johannson and just hung out and watched television. Leslie was looking good. There were just the three of us there and then her parents came in and we all talked for awhile. At about midnight we got ready to leave. A nice touch was when Leslie gave me a kiss before I left. She smelled edible and her lips were like soft pillows. She said she wanted to see me during the holiday break the next month. Things were looking good.




With My Best Friend's Mom Ch. 04



I was scheduled to be at the airport for the trip to Boston at 3:00 P.M. Lois volunteered to drive Bobby and me. We packed the Audi and we got to the airport. We did the check in routine. Bobby left for a moment to get a pack of gum when Lois asked me to accompany her to where the rest rooms were located. I asked why and she smirked. She ducked into the ladies room. Looked briefly and then pulled me in and then into a stall. She put her hand against my mouth and sat me on the toilet whispering for me to pull down my pants. I did so. She had on a green skirt with brown stockings and no underwear. She guided me into her pussy and then moved up and down on me while facing away from me. This was absolutely crazy. I could hear women coming in and going out and using the stall next to us. We were in there for about ten minutes. I heard my name as well as Lois's name being paged as Bobby must have been frantic. Yet I could not stop myself from plowing that pussy and rubbing those legs. I shot my load. She stood up and tried to quell her giggling. I had my hand luggage with me in the stall of the ladies room I was ready to be arrested at any moment. 

She poked her head out and we ran out. I noticed my come running down her nylons. Near the alcove I walked into the other side where the men's room was located just as I heard what sounded like some type of police activity nearby. I was in the men's room where I washed my hands and walked calmly towards the security gate. Bobby in an agitated vice asked where I had been and I said I had shopped for a magazine and then had to use the bathroom because I had a "problem." Lois said to Bobby that she had just gone for a walk and quickly kissed him and said her goodbye. She then looked at me with a sly smile as we went to our plane.