His skilful mate 's mum

XVII is a unmanageable age. Josh was randy 24/7, but hopeless with girls. He wasn't a spotty-faced geek ; in fact, he played rugby for the college. He was fit, impregnable and healthy, and his older baby's spouse thought he was quite well-favored, in a ‘ cute'variety of way. He hated that word. For whatever rationality, he just lacked confidence with missy. He went brightly red and couldn't think of anything to say whenever he got near a little girl he fancied. Being a virgin was the nether region.

He'd heard the other guys going on about all the girls 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 girl and get her into bed.

At least his in force partner, Deano, was rubbish with fille too. They hung out all the metre, except when Deano went fishing with his dad, which was a span of weekends a month. He got on okay with Deano's dad, but his mum, Angie - wow ! She was a tangible milf - hotter than a lot of the ones you see on web site. It was weird admitting that his dependable Paraguay tea's mum qualified as a ‘ mother I'd Like to Fuck ’, but it was true, at least as far as Josh was concerned. She was xxxvi and really pretty, with farseeing blonde pilus and a curvaceous body ; overnice tits and a tight arse. She did salsa, zumba and cardio category to retain 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 house quite a lot, so he got to see Angie a lot, too. He wasn't about to spoil that.

He first felt horny looking at Angie when he was about fourteen. Their rearward garden met the incline of Josh's, round behind the garage. He would endure at the fence talking to Deano during the summer vacation when his mum would descend outside in a lean two-piece and sunbathe where Josh could see her. He was for certain she wasn't doing it to deliberately make a fourteen-year-old boy smell horny, but that was the outcome she had on him anyway.

Deano's dad kept a stash of porno mags in the garage until Angie found them, and Deano used to lend them to Josh. They would often talk about which girl 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 more than than any of the girls in the magazine. He'd kill him !

This summer break from college was one of the hottest on platter. Deano and Josh spent quite a bit of fourth dimension sunbathing in Deano's back garden, and Angie joined them on many occasions. She was really nice and friendly, and Josh wasn't complaining, but it was really difficult not to stare, and even more difficult trying not to get a hard-on in front of her when he was supposed to be talking to Deano.

Deano went fishing with his dad early one Saturday morning, leaving Josh at a loose end. That's how he found himself mowing the back lawn for Angie. He saw her struggling with it, and he had done the gentlemanly thing and go 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 horticulture, and would never cut the forage at home, but this was for Angie.

Even though it was still quite early the sun was hot, and he had started to sweat by the time he'd finished. Angie was in the kitchen and beckoned him to go inside. She had a gravid glass 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 quick exhibitioner ? There are plenty of towels in the bathroom. I'm just going to convert into my bikini 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 endorsement later, thinking that if he walked into her bedroom right now he would probably get her nude. He would consider her in his weapon and osculate her, and then they'd decline onto the bed and spend the residual of the day having sex.

He went straight into the lavatory, locked the threshold 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, facing the sun, but sheltered from the view of neighbor by her service department on one side of meat and the six-foot richly hedge on the other. The fencing at the bottom of the garden was only four-foot high, but it backed onto Josh's garden. His parents were away for the day. It was a totally private spot.

They were alone, and Angie looked stun, lying there in her skimpy red two-piece with her centre closed. She was already a lovely refinement of golden brown, and her skin glistened with suntan lotion. He couldn't help wondering if her skin was still milky E. B. White beneath her two-piece. His cock asked itself the same doubt, so he laid down on his front end immediately and began thinking very hard about how Deano's fishing trip-up might be going.

A little later, he was laid on his rear again, looking at her tits when she opened her centre and caught him. He quickly looked away, and she didn't say anything. Instead she reached down to her left and passed him another glass. It looked like it contained lager. It wasn't even eleven in the morning. Then she picked up a trash 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 grin.

He said cipher, because he couldn't think of anything to say, and took a long 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 muteness. A few hour later she sat up."clip to work on my backrest, I think ; would you do the honours ?"

He opened his optic and saw that she was holding a feeding bottle of suntan lotion 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 wrist, tying her whisker in loose Bunche and pulling them forward over her shoulder so that he wouldn't get application on them. He hesitated. She reached up and undid the slight 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 palm together to spread the lotion and tentatively put his hands on her shoulder. She didn't react. He slowly began moving, spreading the lotion across her shoulders and down her back, rubbing gently in roach. Her skin was so soft and smooth, and warm. Massaging her was turning him on.

As he reached her bikini strap she told him to pull it away from her and get his digit underneath it so he didn't miss anywhere. He was very deliberate not to go too far around the side of meat, and then worked his way down her lower back. When he got to her waistband, she said the same again ; that he should put his fingers inside a little, so he didn't leave anywhere uncovered. She must deliver been able 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 chest.

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

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

Josh's hands shook so much he fumbled his showtime 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 application in again and quickly got into his stride. He was beginning to relax and enjoy it. His signature became more positive, and he began to get physically aroused. When the lotion began to dry in, she turned her head to face him and said"why don't I rub some on your back ? You don't want to burn down, either."

He stopped rubbing her rachis and hesitated, panicked really, for a brief arcsecond. He quickly turned away from her. Had she noticed the tenting in the social movement of his shorts from his semi-erection ? His faced flushed. She hadn't reacted, so maybe she hadn't seen it.

He was still on his knee, and she sat on the lounger just behind him. He jumped a footling when she touched him, but she didn't comment. She began rubbing lotion into his shoulders and down his rear, and he had never known anything feel as honorable as the touch of her manus on his body. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't refastened her two-piece top for her. Was she sat topless behind him ? Should he find an exculpation to look behind him ? He felt his erection stiffen. As Angie reached his depress back she slipped her finger inside his cincture like he had for her. She was almost rubbing his bum-cheeks, and his dick lurched again, straining hard against his shorts. He would have to be very measured 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 polite boy who had been very upright Friend with Dean all their lives. She didn't fuck his parents much and had only really talked to pass the time of day or make arrangements for the lads 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. dean was maturing dim than Josh. He was quieter, less physical, and just less manly generally. Josh had clearly started to shave fairly regularly if not yet day by day, but that still seemed some time off for Dean. Josh was clearly Sir Thomas More muscular and acrobatic, too. He had a good body on him, she mused as she applied the lotion. Nice bum, too !

Her husband Don had been quite athletic in his day, and she liked men like that, but that had been a long meter ago. His body was diffuse and stoutness these years, not unfluctuating and lean like Josh's. His energy and enthusiasm for living had slowly and quietly ebbed away too, until he only seemed occupy in fishing now, which required relatively piddling exploit.

Sex was very hit-and-miss, and over fairly quickly, which was often a blessing as it had become so routine and oil production now. She had tried various affair to spice it up, but with little success. He just didn't seem interested anymore, which is probably why this handsome, fit young man with an hard-on seemed so appealing to her all of a sudden.

She had known for quite some time that Josh fancied her. Discretion was never a strong point for teenage son, or most men for that matter. She had seen him looking at her many times but had never embarrassed him by letting him know she had caught him doing it.

Several years earlier she had become aware that, like all teenage boys, doyen had started masturbating. She realised that Josh must do it too and wondered if she had ever been the aim of his desires in those solitary moments. The thought gave her a thrill. It was flattering to know that even at thirty-six she might still be attractive to Whitney Moore Young Jr. men in their sexual prime. What a shame that they didn't have the experience to use their intimate energy to its full moon advantage.

She smiled to herself as she pictured the growing erection she had seen in Josh's shorts just before he had quickly turned away, clearly embarrassed by his overt reaction to touching her body. She had enjoyed him touching her too, which is why she had asked him in the first off place. It was her little ‘ guilty pleasure'for today. She wondered how he'd react if she reached around and began rubbing lotion into his stomach and then let one hand slowly move down to caress him through his shorts.

Would he jump out up and run away, never to call round again ? It was certainly possible, and that would be a disgrace. Would he do nix and just let her touch on him, simply because he wouldn't know what else to do ? That was perhaps more in all likelihood. Could she then slip her hand down inside his shorts and touch him properly, slowly and gently bringing him to replete arousal ? Would he cum in his short pants on first inter-group communication ? As far as she knew, Josh and doyen were both Virgo.

Would that make her the predatory puma, using his warm Danton True Young body for her own indigence, or would she be the pedagogue, gently teaching him and sharing mutual pleasure… ?

Her erotic imaginings were interrupted by the phone ringing in the house."darn ! Sorry,"she apologised for her terminology immediately. She got up, smiling as she noticed that Josh carefully kept his spinal column to her and laid boldness down on his lounger.

He was disappointed that she had stopped and gone inside, but relieved at the Same meter. Maybe his erection would give worn off by the time she came back out.

She was gone quite a while, and he had relaxed and turned on his binding again by the time she returned to the garden."Sorry about that,"she said as she lay down on her reclining chair, on her dorsum. 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 titmouse, she asked him"would you beware if I take my top off ? I like to tan all over. It's okay if you don't want me too, though. I don't want you to find embarrassed."

His creative thinker froze for a mo.

"Err, well, no. I-I mean value, 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 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 eye. She removed her top and laid back down, looking across at him, as his brass flushed a piffling, and not from the heat of the day.

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

He didn't reply. He couldn't ; the lump in his throat prevented him. He swallowed hard and opened his oculus, looking at her sideways, with barely a turn of his head. He thought he might actually die at that instant. His kernel had stopped beating, he was sure. He was trapped. He couldn't blink, or fill up his eyes again, or front away. sentence was suspended.

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

He was mesmerised. He did as she asked, without taking his eyes off her. Her tit were beautiful ; at least as beautiful as any he had seen in the cartridge. They were as tanned as the residuum of her body.

"skin senses them."That caught his attention. His optic flew up to take on hers.

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

"It's OK. I'd like you to. We can both relax and enjoy sunbathing again once you've got past 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 titty. He swallowed hard, still staring at them, and she saw the slim movement in the front of his drawers. This might get matter to, 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 straight, but she couldn't quite believe she was saying it. Where was she taking this ? What on world was she thinking ? There was a distinct gibbosity in his trunks now, and she definitely liked that. That's what she was thinking !

He had never seen or touched anything as exquisitely beautiful and titillating as Angie's breasts. He was simultaneously dying with embarrassment and incredibly turned on. He had fantasised about this countless times but had never considered for a moment that it could actually happen - she was Deano's mum !

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

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

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

He swallowed, and his aspect flushed."You've got amazing knocker"he said, unable to look at her.

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

Angie stood, took his hand, and led him indoors up to her bedroom. He didn't resist. He was barely able to think, he wanted her so much. In the chamber she turned to confront him. She put his hands on her waist and reached up on her tiptoes to snog him on the lips, just once. His whole body was rigid."Relax, it's okay. Just copy me."

She kissed him again ; a slow down, lingering kiss this metre, until she felt his rim finally responding to hers. She continued kissing him and moved closer, pressing herself against his bare chest, and running her fingers through his hair. She felt him relax 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 meld 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 experience sex with him, and his hard-on was so tight, held down by his shortstop, that it was getting painful. He felt unbelievably horny but terrified at the Saami time. He didn't dare do anything unless she did it to him first. The finis thing he wanted to do was offend her and make her arrest, but he didn't want to seem clueless either. Whatever she did he concentrated on really laborious ; what was she doing ? How was she doing it ? Then he did his best to simulate it exactly, hoping this would never stop but, at the same fourth dimension, hoping she was going to rush up and take a crap him bang her. Was that really going to happen ? He could barely contain his excitement.

She stepped back and knelt down in front line of him, taking cargo hold of his waistband."You're going to do yourself an hurt if we don't set him rid,"she said softly as she slowly pulled his shorts down. His stopcock sprang to attending the moment it was released and came to reside pointing almost vertically at the ceiling."Oh my word, you've got a beautiful dick, and it looks so intemperately ! Can I touch it ?"she asked, looking up at him with big brown eyes.

He swallowed strong and nodded, not trusting himself to speak. Very gently, she curled her finger's breadth around his hot, set diaphysis, half expecting him to recede control and burst all over her case at any moment. She heard him gasp and accept again. With her grimace still just edge away from his cock, she slowly began to fuck off him, not daring to proceed too quickly yet. Josh watched the whole time, without moving.



"Energy that feel good ?"She asked, looking up at him and smiling. He nodded."It feels much better when someone else is doing it for you, doesn't it ?"He nodded again. She cupped his nut and stroked him a little quicker and more firmly. He closed his eyes and his respiration quickened noticeably. Without breaking her musical rhythm, she stood up, and asked him to touch her again. He opened his eyes and fondled her chest more confidently now, even teasing her mamilla with his fingers. They quickly became erect.

"I want you to suck in 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 delight now, while she continued to gently jerk off him.

Eventually she stopped and removed her bikini bed."flavor at me, Josh. Touch me there, too. postulate your time."

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

He was very gruntle and considerate ; almost too a good deal so, and she wanted to secern him to be more vigorous, but of course 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 finger's breadth into her, showing him what to do, and where to go for the pressure. She moved her hips and moaned softly to signal her approval. He was getting better all the time.

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

Josh had been sure he would cum too soon, and spoilation everything, but he was concentrating so hard now he forgot all about it. Touching her between her pegleg 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 serious ? 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 strength of her chemical reaction surprised him, especially the affair she began saying to him ;"Oh God, Josh ! That's it ! That's so upright ! Don't stop ! Don't Stop ! You're going to make me cum…"

Suddenly she was crying out, and then instant later she was telling him to stop. She laid back and relaxed, her eyes smiling at him so warmly."Oh, that was amazing, Josh. Thank you. Put your fingers in me again. feel 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 benefit. He'd done that to her. He'd actually given her an coming. He smiled proudly, as she rolled him onto his back, straddled him, and kissed him.

Supporting her exercising weight above him, she reached down between her thighs and guided the tip of his cock into position, 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.

"extolment,"she whispered."Now you're a man."Rolling her hips expertly, she rode him, enjoying the feel of his foresighted toilsome putz moving inside her. She didn't head if she made him cum now, and she was pretty sure that he wouldn't mind either, judgment by the expressions of sheer pleasure and incredulous delight on his facial expression as he squeezed and caressed her breasts.

To his credit rating he didn't cum, and Angie soon found herself cumming again instead. As her orgasm hit its heyday she sat still, hoping Josh could experience her inner heftiness spasming against his rigid shaft."Oh God, can you find that ? Oh yes, can you palpate my pussy cumming all over your lovely putz ?"

He nodded. He could experience both the impulse and the wetness, and it felt amazing. He was having the considerably 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 farther encouragement and began eagerly thrusting into her with a hurrying and ebullience she hadn't experienced in years. His technique and timing weren't brilliant, but she didn't care. She was having the prison term of her animation, too. She caressed his strong young body as he clumsily slammed himself into her at a frenetic footstep, 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 authoritative it was that he didn't just tramp off a girl as soon as he'd cum in her.

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

A short while later Angie went for a shower bath, leaving Josh laid on his cover, grinning like the village imbecile, and looking at the sleeping accommodation ceiling trying to convert himself that everything that had just happened was really, not a dream.

She called his name ; telling him it was his tour. He strode, defenseless and confident, into the bathroom, still grinning broadly. Angie was still stood in the bath, behind the exhibitioner drape."seed on, get in with me."

She pulled him under the spray and after lathering her own mitt, she handed him the soap."Let's launder each other,"she said, running her hands over his chest. Predictably, he washed her bosom first, which made her giggle, but then he moved on. Her body felt familiar to him now, and he took his clip exploring every column inch of her as he washed her. He even crouched down to wash her feet and between her toes, which tickled her. Then it was her turn of events to wash him. She deliberately left his humanity until endure, matter to to see what would come about. As she caressed his cock and stroked his ball with soapy deal, she said"go on, wash my tit again. I like you doing that."

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

"Oh dear"she said."feeling 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 full distance all the way into her mouth.

He gasped loudly and moaned under his breathing time as he watched her employment on him with her finger, sass and clapper. This was incredible ; his gorgeous sexy Angie was actually sucking his cock, and it felt fantastic. Just as suddenly, she stopped and stood up. Turning to put her hands on the tiled rampart, she thrust her prat towards him."Fuck me again,"she said over her berm. It took him a moment to lieu himself properly before sliding himself smoothly and gently into her. He held her waistline 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 pleasure to be experienced together. fix sure you stop before you cum."

He quickly learned the pleasure of taking his prison term and enjoying it, rather than just going for it, and didn't stop until he felt an orgasm approaching. When he pulled away from her she led him back to bed and lay back with her legs banquet widely. She spent the next ten minutes teaching him how to get to her cum using his mouthpiece and tongue, and was well rewarded for her patience.

They laid together kissing, cuddling, and exploring each other for a while, and Angie made sure she kept him erect with unceasing caresses, not that it was difficult to do. Occasionally she masturbated him vigorously, being careful not to let him cum, and allowing him to cool down before doing it again. She wanted to be for sure 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 contaminating 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 fuck my expression and cum in my mouth ?"

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

"It's easy ; range my pectus,"she explained while she propped her head up with pillows. Once he was in position she said"right, all you do now is put your manus on the wall, put your cock in my oral cavity, and fuck me like that ‘ til you're done. Go as fast as you like. O.K. ?"

"okay !"he exclaimed as he pushed his hips forward and she took the tip of his cock between her mouth. He started slowly and found his rhythm before gathering pace. It looked and felt vex, especially with Angie's big Robert Brown heart looking up at him the totally time, as if she were almost begging him to hurry up and unload in her mouth. It didn't take long before he felt the familiar throbbing sensation, quickening every clip. He pumped his hip joint 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 lip in several speedy jet.

Angie moaned with pleasure as she enjoyed the flavour of his thick rigid dick 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 death she felt the hot creamy effusion she'd been waiting for, as he came in her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed it down as quickly as she could to avoid throttling 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 initiative metre, and Josh was only a seventeen-year-old boy. However leave he had been, she had taken advantage of him just to satisfy her own needs. As if all of that wasn't bad enough, the billet was about to get a whole lot worse if he developed a strong emotional bond with her. The final matter she needed was for him to fall in love with her, which was probably a serious jeopardy right now.

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

He looked hurt, so she tried to soften the bump."I'm not saying it will definitely never materialize again. It might. It was certainly a wonderful experience, but you should concentrate on finding a girl of your own age now. I'm always here to counsel you about former girlfriend, 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 talk to a girl, and then just imagine how you'll blow her psyche when you finally get her into bed."

He grinned at this."Yeah, you're right. 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 trusted you keep today completely undercover, especially from dean, and you never know."

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