His comfortably mate 's mum

seventeen is a unmanageable age. Josh was ruttish 24/7, but hopeless with girls. He wasn't a spotty-faced geek ; in fact, he played rugby for the college. He was fit, strong and sizeable, and his previous sister's mates thought he was quite good-looking, in a ‘ cute'kind of way. He hated that word. For whatever reasonableness, he just lacked confidence with girls. He went undimmed red and couldn't think of anything to say whenever he got near a young lady he fancied. Being a Virgo was the pits.

He'd heard the other cat going on about all the young lady they'd shagged, and reckoned at least some of them must be making it up, but not all of them. He just didn't know how to chat up a daughter and get her into bed.

At least his best match, Deano, was trash with girls too. They hung out all the clip, except when Deano went fishing with his dad, which was a couple of weekends a month. He got on okay with Deano's dad, but his mum, Angie - wow ! She was a material milf - hotter than a lot of the ones you see on internet site. It was Weird admitting that his best mate's mum qualified as a ‘ mother I'd Like to Fuck ’, but it was admittedly, at to the lowest degree as far as Josh was concerned. She was thirty-six and really pretty, with long blond hair and a curvy soundbox ; dainty tits and a tight bum. She did salsa, zumba and cardio classes to keep fit and it worked. Josh obviously hadn't told Deano that he fancied his mum because he'd freak out, and he was at Deano's family quite a lot, so he got to see Angie a lot, too. He wasn't about to cocker that.

He first felt ruttish looking at Angie when he was about fourteen. Their back garden met the side of Josh's, round behind the garage. He would stand at the fencing talking to Deano during the summer holidays when his mum would come outside in a skimpy bikini and sunbathe where Josh could see her. He was for sure she wasn't doing it to deliberately make a fourteen-year-old boy flavor horny, but that was the essence she had on him anyway.

Deano's dad kept a hoard of porno magazine in the garage until Angie found them, and Deano used to lend them to Josh. They would often talk about which girls they'd wanked off to in bed and what they'd like to do with them. Josh had never told Deano that he fantasised about Angie Sir Thomas More than any of the young lady in the magazine. He'd kill him !

This summer pause from college was one of the hottest on record. Deano and Josh spent quite a bit of time sunbathing in Deano's back garden, and Angie joined them on many occasions. She was really decent and friendly, and Josh wasn't complaining, but it was really difficult not to stare, and even more difficult trying not to get a erection in battlefront of her when he was supposed to be talking to Deano.

Deano went fishing with his dad early one Sabbatum morning, leaving Josh at a loose end. That's how he found himself mowing the indorse lawn for Angie. He saw her struggling with it, and he had done the gentlemanly matter and offer to do it for her.

He stripped off down to his shorts to work on his tan while he got on with it. He hated gardening, and would never cut the locoweed at rest home, but this was for Angie.

Even though it was still quite former the sun was hot, and he had started to sudate by the time he'd finished. Angie was in the kitchen and beckoned him to go inside. She had a large methamphetamine of lemonade with lots of ice waiting for him.

"Thank you so much for doing the garden for me ”. She smiled at him and his brain melted."Sit here and cool down for a bit."She patted the stool next to hers at the breakfast bar. Then she picked up a towel and rubbed his font and back, making him feel about six.

"You're all sweaty"she said."Why don't you nip upstairs for a promptly shower ? There are mass of towels in the bathroom. I'm just going to change into my two-piece and sunbathe for a bit. Come and join me when you're done."Then she turned and walked out of the kitchen.

Josh drained his lemonade like a pro and followed her upstairs a few seconds later, thinking that if he walked into her bedroom right now he would probably catch her nude. He would take her in his weapon and kiss her, and then they'd fall onto the bed and spend the eternal rest of the day having sex.

He went straight into the bathroom, locked the room access and turned on the shower.

A short while later he joined Angie in the garden. She was lying on one of two sun-loungers positioned side by side of meat, facing the sun, but sheltered from the persuasion of neighbour by her garage on one English and the six-foot high hedge on the other. The fence at the bottom of the garden was only four-foot in high spirits, but it backed onto Josh's garden. His parents were away for the day. It was a totally individual spot.

They were alone, and Angie looked stunning, lying there in her skimpy red bikini with her heart closed. She was already a endearing shade of prosperous brown, and her skin glistened with suntan lotion. He couldn't assistant wondering if her peel was still whitish white beneath her bikini. His turncock asked itself the like inquiry, so he laid down on his social movement immediately and began thinking very hard about how Deano's fishing misstep might be going.

A little later, he was laid on his vertebral column again, looking at her titty when she opened her center and caught him. He quickly looked away, and she didn't say anything. Instead she reached down to her go forth and passed him another glass. It looked like it contained lager. It wasn't even eleven in the aurora. Then she picked up a glass of her own."I forgot ; I'd got this for you. Sorry about the lemonade earlier. I keep forgetting you're a man now,"she said with that brain-melting smile.

He said nothing, because he couldn't think of anything to say, and took a retentive drink. She was still looking at him."You're More mature than Dean, aren't you ? He would never mow the lawn for me."

"I wouldn't do it at home, either"he replied without thinking, and she laughed.

"Perhaps not"she said. He blushed, and mentally kicked himself.

They went back to sunbathing in silence. A few minutes later she sat up."fourth dimension to shape on my backrest, I think ; would you do the honours ?"

He opened his eyes and saw that she was holding a bottleful of sunburn application out for him. He sat up and took it. She turned so that she was sat with her back to him. She took two bands from her radiocarpal joint, tying her hair in light Ralph Johnson Bunche and pulling them forward over her shoulders so that he wouldn't get application on them. He hesitated. She reached up and untie the thin red string behind her neck. He squirted lotion into one hand, squeezing too hard and getting too much. He hesitated again. She waited patiently. He rubbed his palms together to disperse the lotion and tentatively put his hands on her shoulders. She didn't react. He slowly began moving, spreading the lotion across her shoulders and down her cover, rubbing gently in circles. Her skin was so lenient and unruffled, and warm. Massaging her was turning him on.

As he reached her bikini shoulder strap she told him to pull it away from her and get his fingers underneath it so he didn't miss anywhere. He was very heedful not to go too far around the side of meat, and then worked his way down her miserable spine. When he got to her waistband, she said the same again ; that he should put his fingers inside a minuscule, so he didn't leave anywhere uncovered. She must give birth been able-bodied to feel his hands shaking as his fingertips skimmed lightly across the crease at the top of her bum, and his heart was thumping so hard he could almost see it jumping out of his breast.

When he stopped she laid down on her front and asked him to do it again in case he'd missed anywhere. He realised he'd stopped breathing at some point and was holding his breathe. He let it out a little more loudly than he would have liked and started again. She was facing away from him, so he didn't feel too chagrined and was really starting to delight it. He got off his lounger and knelt down beside her, so he didn't have to reach over too far.

"Unhook my shoulder strap, please. I don't want a tan-line."

Josh's hired man agitate so much he fumbled his first attempt and had to try again. There was no tan-line. Angie's back was golden-brown all over. He wondered if her front was, too. He began massaging the lotion in again and quickly got into his stride. He was beginning to slacken and enjoy it. His touch became more confident, and he began to get physically aroused. When the application began to dry in, she turned her read/write head to face him and said"why don't I rub some on your back ? You don't want to burn, either."

He stopped rubbing her back and hesitated, panicked really, for a abbreviated endorsement. He quickly turned away from her. Had she noticed the tenting in the front of his short pants from his semi-erection ? His faced flushed. She hadn't reacted, so maybe she hadn't seen it.

He was still on his articulatio genus, and she sat on the lounger just behind him. He jumped a little when she touched him, but she didn't comment. She began rubbing lotion into his shoulder joint and down his back, and he had never known anything smell as upright as the tinge of her paw on his trunk. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't refastened her bikini top for her. Was she sat topless behind him ? Should he find an excuse to take care behind him ? He felt his hard-on stiffen. As Angie reached his scurvy backrest she slipped her fingers inside his waistband like he had for her. She was almost rubbing his bum-cheeks, and his cock lurched again, straining hard against his shorts. He would induce to be very careful how he got back on the lounger and laid down, so that she wouldn't see it.

Angie was enjoying the experience, too. She had always liked Josh. He had been brought up as a very cultured boy who had been very skilful admirer with doyen all their lives. She didn't know his parents much and had only really talked to put across the fourth dimension of day or shit musical arrangement for the fellow as they grew up.

And now they were almost grownup men. At her insistence, Josh had been calling her Angie rather than ‘ Deano's mum'or ‘ Mrs Deano'for a while, now. doyen was maturing slow than Josh. He was quieter, less physical, and just less manly generally. Josh had clearly started to knock off fairly regularly if not yet day by day, but that still seemed some clip off for James Byron Dean. Josh was clearly more mesomorphic and athletic, too. He had a good trunk on him, she mused as she applied the lotion. Nice bum, too !

Her husband Don had been quite acrobatic in his day, and she liked men like that, but that had been a long meter ago. His body was soft and fleshy these daylight, not firm and lean like Josh's. His energy and enthusiasm for life had slowly and quietly ebbed away too, until he only seemed interested in fishing now, which required relatively footling effort.

Sex was very hit-and-miss, and over fairly quickly, which was often a grace as it had become so routine and boring now. She had tried respective things to spice it up, but with footling winner. He just didn't seem occupy anymore, which is probably why this handsome, fit young man with an erecting seemed so appealing to her all of a sudden.

She had known for quite some meter that Josh fancied her. Discretion was never a strong stage for teenage male child, or most men for that matter. She had seen him looking at her many time but had never embarrassed him by letting him have it away she had caught him doing it.

Several year earlier she had become aware that, like all teenage boys, James Dean had started masturbating. She realised that Josh must do it too and wondered if she had ever been the object of his desires in those nonsocial moments. The view gave her a boot. It was flattering to acknowledge that even at thirty-six she might still be attractive to young men in their sexual prime. What a shame that they didn't have the experience to use their sexual DOE to its full advantage.

She smiled to herself as she pictured the growing hard-on she had seen in Josh's shortstop just before he had quickly turned away, clearly embarrassed by his open reaction to touching her trunk. She had enjoyed him touching her too, which is why she had asked him in the 1st seat. It was her little ‘ guilty pleasure'for today. She wondered how he'd react if she reached around and began rubbing lotion into his belly and then let one manus slowly move down to fondle him through his shorts.

Would he jump off up and run away, never to phone round again ? It was certainly possible, and that would be a disgrace. Would he do naught and just let her pertain him, simply because he wouldn't know what else to do ? That was perhaps more likely. Could she then slip her deal down inside his shorts and touch him properly, slowly and gently bringing him to full arousal ? Would he cum in his shorts on first contact ? As far as she knew, Josh and Dean were both virgins.

Would that make her the predatory cougar, using his strong untested body for her own motive, or would she be the educator, gently teaching him and sharing mutual pleasure… ?

Her titillating imaginings were interrupted by the phone reverberance in the house."Damn ! Sorry,"she apologised for her voice communication immediately. She got up, smiling as she noticed that Josh carefully kept his back to her and lay face down on his lounger.

He was disappointed that she had stopped and gone inside, but relieved at the same sentence. Maybe his hard-on would receive worn off by the metre she came back out.

She was gone quite a piece, and he had relaxed and turned on his rear again by the time she returned to the garden."Sorry about that,"she said as she lay down on her lounger, on her back. He didn't respond. She was wearing her Bikini top. When had she fastened it again ?

Almost as if she knew he was thinking about her boob, she asked him"would you mind if I take my top off ? I like to tan all over. It's okey if you don't want me too, though. I don't want you to feel embarrassed."

His mind froze for a moment.

"Err, well, no. I-I mean, it's your garden. It's not up to me, is it ? If you want to…"

"Thank you. That's very kind of you. Would you bear in mind ?"she said as she turned her back to him momentarily, smiling to herself as she did.

His hands shook again, as he unfastened her top, and then he quickly laid back and closed his eyes. She removed her top and laid back down, looking across at him, as his face flushed a little, and not from the heat of the day.

"You know, it's okay to look Josh. When a woman takes her top off in public, she understands that men will appear at her. She might even be a little offended if they didn't."

He didn't response. He couldn't ; the chunk in his throat prevented him. He swallowed hard and opened his eyes, looking at her sideways, with barely a turn of his point. He thought he might actually die at that here and now. His heart had stopped lacing, he was for certain. He was trapped. He couldn't blink, or close his eyes again, or count away. Time was suspended.

"Let's get past this here and now, shall we ?"she said to him, softly, sitting up and turning to face him."Sit up, Josh."

He was mesmerised. He did as she asked, without taking his eyes off her. Her knocker were beautiful ; at to the lowest degree as beautiful as any he had seen in the magazines. They were as tanned as the relief of her body.

"skin senses them."That caught his tending. His centre flew up to play hers.

"What ?"he gasped, before staring at her titty again.

"It's okey. I'd like you to. We can both relax and relish sunbathing again once you've got yesteryear your curiosity."

He didn't move. He wanted to, but he couldn't. She reached out and took both of his hands, placing them gently on her breasts. He swallowed hard, still staring at them, and she saw the thin movement in the front of his boxershorts. This might get worry, she thought.

He recovered from the shock and tentatively began to explore her, squeezing so gently, as if she might break, and gradually beginning to caress her.

"That feels nice, Josh. I like the way you touch me,"she heard herself say. It was unfeigned, but she couldn't quite believe she was saying it. Where was she taking this ? What on land was she thinking ? There was a distinct bump in his short pants now, and she definitely liked that. That's what she was thinking !

He had never seen or touched anything as exquisitely beautiful and erotic as Angie's titty. He was simultaneously dying with overplus and incredibly turned on. He had fantasised about this countless meter but had never considered for a present moment that it could actually bump - she was Deano's mum !

"Tell me exactly what you're thinking right now,"she said gently.

"Err, I-I think you've got, err… beautiful tit"he managed to say, his hands now frozen in place, still touching her.

That made her smile."Thank you, but I don't think that's how you would say it if you were telling your college couple, is it ? Telling me exactly what you're thinking. I promise I won't be offended."

He swallowed, and his face flushed."You've got awesome bosom"he said, ineffectual to look at her.

She laughed."Thank you. I know you mean it, now. ejaculate on."

Angie stood, took his hand, and led him indoors up to her bedroom. He didn't resist. He was barely able to suppose, he wanted her so a great deal. In the bedroom she turned to face him. She put his mitt on her waist and reached up on her tiptoes to snog him on the backtalk, just once. His unscathed body was rigid."Relax, it's okay. Just transcript me."

She kissed him again ; a easy, lingering kiss this time, until she felt his lips finally responding to hers. She continued kissing him and moved closer, pressing herself against his bare chest, and running her finger through his whisker. She felt him slow down all at once, taking her in his arms properly and kissing her enthusiastically. His hard-on pressed firmly against her, still trapped in his shorts.

He learned quickly. She let her tongue dart briefly across his lips and felt him melt into her. She did it again, gradually letting her tongue get bolder as he followed her lead, copying everything she did. She was teaching him, and it turned her on.

Josh was dreaming. He had to be. He was snogging the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and she was showing him what to do. She obviously wanted to have sex with him, and his erection was so rigid, held down by his shorts, that it was getting irritating. He felt unbelievably horny but terrified at the same fourth dimension. He didn't dare do anything unless she did it to him first. The lastly affair he wanted to do was offend her and cause her hitch, but he didn't want to seem clueless either. Whatever she did he concentrated on really concentrated ; what was she doing ? How was she doing it ? Then he did his best to replicate it exactly, hoping this would never stop but, at the like sentence, hoping she was going to hurry up and nominate him make out her. Was that really going to happen ? He could barely contain his excitement.

She stepped back and knelt down in battlefront of him, taking clutches of his waistband."You're going to do yourself an injury if we don't set him justify,"she said softly as she slowly pulled his trunks down. His prick sprang to attention the import it was released and came to reside pointing almost vertically at the ceiling."Oh my word, you've got a beautiful cock, and it looks so difficult ! Can I touch it ?"she asked, looking up at him with big brown eyes.

He swallowed hard and nodded, not trusting himself to verbalise. Very gently, she curled her finger's breadth around his hot, rigid peter, one-half expecting him to lose controller and blow up all over her face at any moment. She heard him heave and swallow again. With her face still just inches away from his hammer, she slowly began to wank him, not daring to move too quickly yet. Josh watched the whole time, without moving.



"Does that feel skilful ?"She asked, looking up at him and smiling. He nodded."It feels much better when mortal else is doing it for you, doesn't it ?"He nodded again. She cupped his egg and stroked him a picayune quicker and more firmly. He closed his optic and his breathing quickened noticeably. Without breaking her rhythm method, she stood up, and asked him to tinge her again. He opened his eyes and fondled her bosom more confidently now, even teasing her nipples with his fingers. They quickly became erect.

"I want you to sop up them for me. Let's lie down,"she whispered. They broke contact briefly to get on the bed, and then his mouth was on her, kissing, licking, sucking, nibbling and exploring. It was her turn to gasp and sigh with pleasance now, while she continued to gently masturbate him.

Eventually she stopped and removed her two-piece undersurface."aspect at me, Josh. meet me there, too. Take your time."

She was shaved smooth. His speck was tentative at first. She moved so that he was between her second joint and parted her now-moist brim for him."Put your fingers in me."

He was very placate and considerate ; almost too much so, and she wanted to tell him to be more vigorous, but of trend he didn't know what he was doing yet. She was hungry for him, but knew she had to give him time. She guided first one and then two of his fingers into her, showing him what to do, and where to apply the force per unit area. She moved her pelvic arch and moaned softly to signal her approval. He was getting better all the time.

Next, she guided him to her button and again showed him what she liked. He began to unbend, lying beside her again now, and stroking her more confidently with every departure moment. She began masturbating him again, moaning more emphatically now and urging him on.

Josh had been sure he would cum too soon, and spoil everything, but he was concentrating so hard now he forgot all about it. Touching her between her legs and inside her felt indescribably good. And then she started moaning and writhing about. Was she just doing that for his sake, or was he really making her feel good ? He hoped that was on-key, because he wanted to please her so lots, and desperately didn't want to let her down.



When he began rhythmically stroking her clit, just as she had shown him, the forte of her response surprised him, especially the things she began saying to him ;"Oh God, Josh ! That's it ! That's so near ! Don't closure ! Don't full stop ! You're going to make me cum…"

Suddenly she was crying out, and then second later she was telling him to stop. She laid back and relaxed, her eyes smiling at him so warmly."Oh, that was amaze, Josh. Thank you. Put your fingers in me again. finger how wet you've made me."

He grinned when he did as she asked. She was soaking. She definitely couldn't have faked it just for his welfare. He'd done that to her. He'd actually given her an sexual climax. He smiled proudly, as she rolled him onto his back, straddled him, and kissed him.

Supporting her free weight above him, she reached down between her thigh and guided the tip of his cock into situation, ready to impale herself on him. Looking at him, and smiling as she held his gaze, she slowly lowered herself down onto him, taking him fully inside her. He moaned loudly at the extraordinary sensation.

"congratulations,"she whispered."Now you're a man."Rolling her articulatio coxae expertly, she rode him, enjoying the feel of his longsighted hard pecker moving inside her. She didn't judgement if she made him cum now, and she was pretty indisputable that he wouldn't psyche either, judging by the manifestation of sheer pleasure and incredulous delectation on his cheek as he squeezed and caressed her breasts.

To his credit he didn't cum, and Angie soon found herself cumming again instead. As her coming hit its top she sat still, hoping Josh could feel her interior muscles spasming against his rigid diaphysis."Oh God, can you experience that ? Oh yes, can you feel my pussy cumming all over your adorable rooster ?"

He nodded. He could finger both the pulsation and the wetness, and it felt amazing. He was having the best time of his life and was hoping it would never end.

She kissed him passionately, before rolling on her back, pulling him on top of her."Your turn now, lover boy. Fuck me. Cum in me."

He didn't need any further encouragement and began eagerly thrusting into her with a speed and exuberance she hadn't experienced in years. His technique and timing weren't brilliant, but she didn't maintenance. She was having the time of her life, too. She caressed his strong Lester Willis Young body as he clumsily slammed himself into her at a frenetic pace, and he quickly came, long and hard, squirting jet after jet of his hot cum in her, and then collapsed on top of her, breathing hard.

Once he'd got his breathe back she began kissing him again, holding him on top of her, and telling how important it was that he didn't just drift off a fille as soon as he'd cum in her.

"Don't make her feel used. Keep kissing and cuddling her, Josh, and telling her how much she means to you, as long as it's true - don't ever lie - but spent lineament time straight after ; it will pay dividends, I promise."

A short while later Angie went for a cascade, leaving Josh laid on his back, grinning like the village idiot, and looking at the bedroom ceiling trying to win over himself that everything that had just happened was real, not a dream.

She called his name ; telling him it was his round. He strode, defenseless and positive, into the bathroom, still grinning broadly. Angie was still stood in the tub, behind the shower drape."semen on, get in with me."

She pulled him under the nebuliser and after lathering her own hand, she handed him the soap."Let's wash each early,"she said, running her paw over his pectus. Predictably, he washed her chest first, which made her giggle, but then he moved on. Her body felt intimate to him now, and he took his time exploring every inch of her as he washed her. He even crouched down to dampen her groundwork and between her toes, which tickled her. Then it was her turn to wash him. She deliberately left his humanity until hold out, interested to see what would take place. As she caressed his stopcock and stroked his balls with soapy script, she said"go on, launder my tits again. I like you doing that."

She quickly got the resultant she had hoped for ; another iron-hard hard-on. Oh, the joy of youth, she thought to herself, as she rinsed the soap off him.

"Oh dear"she said."feel what's happened to your cock. I'll have to do something about that, won't I ?"she said mischievously, and dropped to her knees taking his wax length all the way into her mouth.

He gasped loudly and moaned under his breath as he watched her work on him with her fingers, lips and clapper. This was incredible ; his gorgeous aphrodisiac Angie was actually sucking his pecker, and it felt marvelous. Just as suddenly, she stopped and stood up. Turning to put her hands on the tiled wall, she thrust her buttocks towards him."Fuck me again,"she said over her shoulder. It took him a moment to spatial relation himself properly before sliding himself smoothly and gently into her. He held her waist and began pumping his hips rapidly, until she calmed him down."Slow down a little… that's better… it's not a race ; it's a delight to be experienced together. attain sure enough you stop before you cum."

He quickly learned the pleasure of taking his metre and enjoying it, rather than just going for it, and didn't closure until he felt an climax approaching. When he pulled away from her she led him back to bed and lay back with her stage spread wide. She spent the next ten min teaching him how to make her cum using his mouth and tongue, and was well rewarded for her patience.

They laid together kissing, cuddling, and exploring each early for a spell, and Angie made sure she kept him erect with constant quantity caresses, not that it was difficult to do. Occasionally she masturbated him vigorously, being deliberate not to let him cum, and allowing him to cool off down before doing it again. She wanted to be certain he built up a really big load for her.

As they cuddled up together she whispered in his ear,"Can I ask you something, Josh ?"

"Hmm"he replied lazily.

"Can I be a ill-gotten bitch ?"

"You can be anything you like, Angie. I won't complain."

"I want you to do something to me."

"Hmm ?"

"Would you like to lie with my boldness and cum in my mouth ?"

"Oh wow, yes please"he exclaimed, the look on his face a mixture of jounce and delight."That sounds skilful. I'm not sure how to do it, but if you show me I'll definitely give it a go."

"It's easy ; straddle my chest of drawers,"she explained while she propped her headland up with pillows. Once he was in position she said"right, all you do now is put your hands on the wall, put your putz in my mouthpiece, and have it away me like that ‘ til you're done. Go as fast as you like. okeh ?"

"okeh !"he exclaimed as he pushed his pelvic arch forward and she took the tip of his cock between her lips. He started slowly and found his rhythm before gathering tread. It looked and felt pose, especially with Angie's big brown eyes looking up at him the whole prison term, as if she were almost begging him to hurry up and unload in her lip. It didn't take long before he felt the companion throb sensation, quickening every time. He pumped his hips faster."Oh, I'm going to cum soon, Ange"he warned her, and pumped his cock into her as fast as he could, groaning loudly as he suddenly unloaded in her mouth in several rapid spurts.

Angie moaned with pleasure as she enjoyed the feeling of his thick rigid shaft darting rapidly in and out of her mouth, its swollen tip rubbing roughly against her tongue ; sucking on it as hard as she could until at finale she felt the hot creamy gushes she'd been waiting for, as he came in her lip and down her throat. She swallowed it down as quickly as she could to avoid choking and continued to suck him as he slowed down before eventually collapsing onto his side next to her, sighing with deep satisfaction.

"Wow, you're incredible Angie. When can we do this again ?"

She suddenly experienced a wave of guilt crashing over her. She had just been unfaithful to her husband for the firstly clock time, and Josh was only a seventeen-year-old boy. However willing he had been, she had taken advantage of him just to satisfy her own motive. As if all of that wasn't bad enough, the spot was about to get a whole lot risky if he developed a strong emotional Julian Bond with her. The last affair she needed was for him to come down in love with her, which was probably a serious risk right now.

"You know nothing serious can come of this Josh, don't you ? I'm married, and you're far too young for me. You mustn't expect us to do this again, and you mustn't fall in love with me."

He looked damage, so she tried to soften the puff."I'm not saying it will definitely never happen again. It might. It was certainly a terrific experience, but you should concentrate on finding a girl of your own age now. I'm always here to advise you about other girls, if you need me, but let's put ‘ us'on the back-burner, eh ?"

He nodded reluctantly, but she could see that she had got through to him."I'll teach you how to spill the beans to a girl, and then just think how you'll blow her mind when you finally get her into bed."

He grinned at this."Yeah, you're justly. Thank you. I'll never forget today, even if we don't ever do it again."He smiled at her,"but I hope we do."

"Well, just make sure enough you keep today completely hole-and-corner, especially from Dean, and you never know."

She winked at him as she headed to the bathroom again, a little shock to substantiate that now the initial pang of guilt had gone, she also hoped they would do it again, and very soon .