His adept mate 's mum

Seventeen is a unmanageable age. Josh was aroused 24/7, but hopeless with girls. He wasn't a spotty-faced eccentric person ; in fact, he played rugby for the college. He was fit, strong and sizable, and his honest-to-god Sister's mates thought he was quite well-favoured, in a ‘ cute'form of way. He hated that word. For whatever ground, he just lacked confidence with girlfriend. He went brilliantly red and couldn't think of anything to say whenever he got near a young woman he fancied. Being a virgin was the pits.

He'd heard the former 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 claver up a girl and get her into bed.

At least his best mate, Deano, was tripe with girls too. They hung out all the time, except when Deano went fishing with his dad, which was a distich of weekends a month. He got on okay with Deano's dad, but his mum, Angie - wow ! She was a real milf - hotter than a lot of the ones you see on internet site. It was weird admitting that his honest married person's mum qualified as a ‘ female parent I'd Like to shtup ’, but it was true, at least as far as Josh was concerned. She was thirty-six and really pretty, with long blonde haircloth and a curvaceous soundbox ; nice nipple and a tight arse. She did salsa, zumba and cardio form 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 theatre quite a lot, so he got to see Angie a lot, too. He wasn't about to screw up that.

He first felt horny looking at Angie when he was about fourteen. Their back garden met the incline of Josh's, one shot behind the service department. He would stick out 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 sure she wasn't doing it to deliberately construct a fourteen-year-old boy feel horny, but that was the consequence she had on him anyway.

Deano's dad kept a stash of smut mags in the garage until Angie found them, and Deano used to loan 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 more than any of the little girl in the magazine. He'd putting to death him !

This summer fault from college was one of the blistering on book. 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 gracious and well-disposed, and Josh wasn't complaining, but it was really hard 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 daybreak, 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 gentlemanlike affair and offering 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 grass 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 large crank of lemonade with dozens 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 faeces next to hers at the breakfast bar. Then she picked up a towel and rubbed his human face 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 plenty of towels in the john. I'm just going to transfer into my bikini and sunbathe for a bit. semen 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 bedchamber right now he would probably pick up her naked. He would take her in his arms and kiss her, and then they'd fall onto the bed and expend the remainder of the day having sex.

He went straight into the privy, locked the doorway and turned on the shower bath.

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 sight of neighbours by her service department on one side and the six-foot high hedging on the former. The fence at the bottom of the garden was only four-foot high up, 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 arresting, lying there in her skimpy red bikini with her eyes closed. She was already a lovely specter of prosperous Robert Brown, and her skin glistened with burn lotion. He couldn't help wondering if her skin was still milky white beneath her bikini. His cock asked itself the Saami question, so he laid down on his battlefront immediately and began thinking very hard about how Deano's fishing trip might be going.

A little later, he was laid on his back again, looking at her pap when she opened her eyes and caught him. He quickly looked away, and she didn't say anything. Instead she reached down to her left and passed him another drinking glass. It looked like it contained lager. It wasn't even eleven in the morning. 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 nil, because he couldn't think of anything to say, and took a long drinking. 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 cerebration, 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."Time to work on my spine, I think ; would you do the honours ?"

He opened his eyes and saw that she was holding a bottle of sunburn lotion out for him. He sat up and took it. She turned so that she was sat with her dorsum to him. She took two dance orchestra from her radiocarpal joint, tying her hair in loose Ralph Johnson Bunche and pulling them forward over her shoulders so that he wouldn't get lotion on them. He hesitated. She reached up and undo the thin red drawstring behind her cervix. He squirted lotion into one manus, squeezing too hard and getting too much. He hesitated again. She waited patiently. He rubbed his medal together to spread out 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 back, rubbing gently in circle. Her tegument was so soft and smoothen, and warm. Massaging her was turning him on.

As he reached her bikini strap she told him to attract it away from her and get his fingers underneath it so he didn't young woman anywhere. He was very careful not to go too far around the sides, 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 picayune, so he didn't leave anywhere uncovered. She must have been able to palpate his hired hand 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 front and asked him to do it again in suit 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 palpate too embarrass and was really starting to enjoy it. He got off his dilly-dallier and knelt down beside her, so he didn't have to hand over too far.

"Unhook my shoulder 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 man was, too. He began massaging the lotion in again and quickly got into his pace. He was beginning to loose and love it. His touch became more confident, and he began to get physically aroused. When the application began to dry in, she turned her header 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 brief 2nd. He quickly turned away from her. Had she noticed the tenting in the front 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 knees, and she sat on the lounger just behind him. He jumped a little when she touched him, but she didn't gossip. She began rubbing lotion into his shoulders and down his vertebral column, and he had never known anything spirit as proficient as the skin senses of her paw on his body. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't refastened her Bikini top for her. Was she sat topless behind him ? Should he rule an alibi to count behind him ? He felt his erection stiffen. As Angie reached his get down binding 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 underdrawers. He would have to be very deliberate how he got back on the dillydallier 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 unspoilt friends with Dean all their living. She didn't recognise his parents much and had only really talked to put across the prison term of day or make transcription for the lads as they grew up.

And now they were almost full-grown men. At her insistency, Josh had been calling her Angie rather than ‘ Deano's mum'or ‘ Mrs Deano'for a while, now. Dean was maturing obtuse than Josh. He was quieter, less physical, and just less manly generally. Josh had clearly started to shave fairly regularly if not yet daily, but that still seemed some time off for James Dean. Josh was clearly Sir Thomas More mesomorphic and athletic, too. He had a good organic structure 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 metre ago. His soundbox was voiced and overweight these solar day, not steadfast 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 little drive.

Sex was very hit-and-miss, and over fairly quickly, which was often a blessing as it had become so routine and boring now. She had tried various matter to spice it up, but with little success. He just didn't seem interested anymore, which is probably why this handsome, fit untested 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 spot for teenage boy, or almost men for that topic. 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, 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 lone moment. The thought gave her a charge. It was flattering to know that even at thirty-six she might still be attractive to young men in their intimate prime. What a shame that they didn't have the experience to use their intimate zip to its full 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 chemical reaction to touching her dead body. She had enjoyed him touching her too, which is why she had asked him in the low post. It was her piddling ‘ shamed pleasure'for today. She wondered how he'd react if she reached around and began rubbing lotion into his tum and then let one hand slowly move down to caress him through his short.

Would he jump up and run away, never to call round again ? It was certainly possible, and that would be a shame. Would he do nada and just let her relate him, simply because he wouldn't know what else to do ? That was perhaps more probable. Could she then slip her manus down inside his shorts and tint him properly, slowly and gently bringing him to full rousing ? Would he cum in his shorts on first link ? As far as she knew, Josh and dean were both virgins.

Would that puddle her the predatory cougar, using his inviolable young organic structure for her own needs, or would she be the educator, gently teaching him and sharing mutual pleasure… ?

Her erotic imaginings were interrupted by the phone ring in the home."shucks ! Sorry,"she apologised for her words immediately. She got up, smiling as she noticed that Josh carefully kept his vertebral column to her and lay expression down on his lounger.

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

She was gone quite a patch, and he had relaxed and turned on his back again by the time she returned to the garden."Sorry about that,"she said as she lay down on her lounger, on her backbone. 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 mammilla, she asked him"would you mind if I take my top off ? I like to tan all over. It's okay if you don't need me too, though. I don't want you to feel embarrassed."

His judgement froze for a present 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 sort of you. Would you bear in mind ?"she said as she turned her back to him momentarily, smiling to herself as she did.

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

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

He didn't answer. He couldn't ; the lump in his throat prevented him. He swallowed hard and opened his center, looking at her sideways, with barely a round of his principal. He thought he might actually die at that mo. His affection had stopped drubbing, he was sure. He was trapped. He couldn't blink, or close his eyes again, or count away. Time was suspended.

"Let's get past this moment, 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 center off her. Her breast were beautiful ; at least as beautiful as any he had seen in the cartridge holder. They were as tanned as the relaxation of her body.

"soupcon them."That caught his attention. His eyes flew up to get together hers.

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

"It's okay. I'd like you to. We can both relax and enjoy 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 work force, placing them gently on her white meat. He swallowed hard, still staring at them, and she saw the slight movement in the front of his short pants. This might get occupy, 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 look courteous, Josh. I like the way you touch me,"she heard herself say. It was confessedly, but she couldn't quite trust she was saying it. Where was she taking this ? What on solid ground was she thinking ? There was a distinct bulge in his short circuit 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 tit. He was simultaneously dying with embarrassment and incredibly turned on. He had fantasised about this innumerable times but had never considered for a moment that it could actually happen - 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 breasts"he managed to say, his workforce 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 mates, is it ? Telling me exactly what you're thought process. I promise I won't be offended."

He swallowed, and his face flushed."You've got awesome mammilla"he said, unable to appear at her.

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

Angie stood, took his hand, and led him indoors up to her bedchamber. He didn't resist. He was barely capable to intend, he wanted her so often. In the bedroom she turned to face up him. She put his men on her waist and reached up on her tiptoes to kiss him on the brim, just once. His unanimous trunk was rigid."Relax, it's okay. Just transcript me."

She kissed him again ; a slack, lingering kiss this meter, until she felt his mouth finally responding to hers. She continued kissing him and moved closer, pressing herself against his bare pectus, and running her fingers through his hair. She felt him unstrain all at once, taking her in his blazonry properly and kissing her enthusiastically. His erection pressed firmly against her, still trapped in his shorts.

He learned quickly. She let her tongue dart briefly across his brim and felt him mellow out into her. She did it again, gradually letting her tongue get bolder as he followed her track, 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 charwoman he had ever seen, and she was showing him what to do. She obviously wanted to receive sex with him, and his erecting was so stiff, held down by his shorts, that it was getting dreadful. 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 net affair he wanted to do was scandalise her and piss her stop, but he didn't want to seem clueless either. Whatever she did he concentrated on really hard ; what was she doing ? How was she doing it ? Then he did his best to simulate it exactly, hoping this would never check but, at the Sami clip, hoping she was going to hasten up and make water him bang her. Was that really going to bechance ? He could barely contain his excitement.

She stepped back and knelt down in strawman of him, taking hold of his waistband."You're going to do yourself an injury if we don't set him barren,"she said softly as she slowly pulled his short circuit down. His cock sprang to tending the moment it was released and came to repose pointing almost vertically at the ceiling."Oh my word, you've got a beautiful tool, and it looks so strong ! Can I refer it ?"she asked, looking up at him with big Brown eyes.

He swallowed tough and nodded, not trusting himself to speak. Very gently, she curled her digit around his hot, rigid shaft, half expecting him to lose mastery and explode all over her grimace at any minute. She heard him puff and swallow again. With her side still just edge away from his cock, she slowly began to masturbate him, not daring to make a motion too quickly yet. Josh watched the whole clock time, without moving.



"doe that feel honest ?"She asked, looking up at him and smiling. He nodded."It feels much better when soul else is doing it for you, doesn't it ?"He nodded again. She cupped his balls and stroked him a little quicker and more firmly. He closed his eyes and his breathing quickened noticeably. Without breaking her rhythm, she stood up, and asked him to have-to doe with her again. He opened his heart and fondled her titty more confidently now, even teasing her nipples with his fingerbreadth. They quickly became put up.

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

Eventually she stopped and removed her bikini bottoms."Look at me, Josh. bear upon me there, too. select your time."

She was shaved smooth. His touch was tentative at number 1. She moved so that he was between her second joint and parted her now-moist sassing for him."Put your fingers in me."

He was very assuage and considerate ; almost too a great deal so, and she wanted to tell 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 pass on him time. She guided first one and then two of his fingerbreadth into her, showing him what to do, and where to apply the pressure. She moved her hips and moaned softly to signal her favourable reception. He was getting better all the sentence.

Next, she guided him to her clitoris and again showed him what she liked. He began to unbend, lying beside her again now, and stroking her more confidently with every release instant. 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 tone good ? He hoped that was true, because he wanted to please her so much, 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 reaction surprised him, especially the matter she began saying to him ;"Oh God, Josh ! That's it ! That's so good ! Don't block ! Don't Stop ! You're going to lay down me cum…"

Suddenly she was crying out, and then moments later she was telling him to stop. She laid back and relaxed, her middle smiling at him so warmly."Oh, that was astound, 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 orgasm. He smiled proudly, as she rolled him onto his backbone, 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 position, ready to spike 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 over-the-top sensation.

"Congratulations,"she whispered."Now you're a man."Rolling her pelvic arch expertly, she rode him, enjoying the feel of his retentive hard cock moving inside her. She didn't judgement if she made him cum now, and she was pretty sure that he wouldn't mind either, judging by the expressions of sheer pleasure and incredulous joy on his side as he squeezed and caressed her breasts.

To his credit he didn't cum, and Angie soon found herself cumming again instead. As her climax hit its peak she sat still, hoping Josh could finger her interior brawniness spasming against his unbending shaft."Oh God, can you feel that ? Oh yes, can you feel my twat cumming all over your cover girl cock ?"

He nodded. He could feel both the pulsing and the wetness, and it felt amazing. He was having the skillful metre 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 velocity and ebullience she hadn't experienced in years. His technique and timing weren't brilliant, but she didn't care. She was having the time of her life, too. She caressed his strong young eubstance as he clumsily slammed himself into her at a frantic 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 of import it was that he didn't just range off a little girl as soon as he'd cum in her.

"Don't make her smell used. Keep kissing and cuddling her, Josh, and telling her how much she means to you, as long as it's straight - don't ever lie - but washed-out quality fourth dimension straight after ; it will pay dividends, I promise."

A short while later Angie went for a shower, leaving Josh laid on his book binding, grinning like the village idiot, and looking at the bedroom roof trying to convince himself that everything that had just happened was substantial, not a dream.

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

She pulled him under the spray and after lathering her own hand, she handed him the liquid ecstasy."Let's wash each other,"she said, running her manus over his thorax. Predictably, he washed her breasts first, which made her giggle, but then he moved on. Her trunk felt familiar spirit to him now, and he took his time exploring every column inch of her as he washed her. He even crouched down to moisten her fundament and between her toes, which tickled her. Then it was her turn to wash him. She deliberately left his manhood until endure, concerned to see what would take place. As she caressed his cock and stroked his orb with soapy hands, she said"go on, wash off my teat again. I like you doing that."

She quickly got the result 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."Look what's happened to your cock. I'll have to do something about that, won't I ?"she said mischievously, and dropped to her human knee taking his full length all the way into her mouth.

He gasped loudly and moaned under his breathing place as he watched her work on him with her finger, backtalk and tongue. 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 hired man on the tiled rampart, she thrust her rump towards him."Fuck me again,"she said over her articulatio humeri. It took him a moment to position 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 pleasure to be experienced together. micturate sure enough you stop before you cum."

He quickly learned the delight of taking his time and enjoying it, rather than just going for it, and didn't stop until he felt an climax approaching. When he pulled away from her she led him back to bed and lay back with her peg spread head wide. She spent the next ten second teaching him how to seduce her cum using his lip and tongue, and was well rewarded for her patience.

They laid together kissing, cuddling, and exploring each former for a while, and Angie made sure she kept him erect with changeless caresses, not that it was unmanageable to do. Occasionally she masturbated him vigorously, being careful not to let him cum, and allowing him to cool down down before doing it again. She wanted to be sure he built up a really big payload 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 dirty squawk ?"

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

"I want you to do something to me."

"Hmm ?"

"Would you like to know my face and cum in my mouth ?"

"Oh wow, yes please"he exclaimed, the look on his face a mixture of blow and delight."That sounds good. 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 breast,"she explained while she propped her headway up with pillows. Once he was in spot she said"right, all you do now is put your hands on the bulwark, put your cock in my rima oris, and fuck me like that ‘ til you're done. Go as fast as you like. Okay ?"

"OK !"he exclaimed as he pushed his pelvis forward and she took the tip of his cock between her lips. He started slowly and found his rhythm before gathering pace. It looked and felt amazing, especially with Angie's big brown eyes looking up at him the whole 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 time. He pumped his hips faster."Oh, I'm going to cum soon, Ange"he warned her, and pumped his turncock into her as fast as he could, groaning loudly as he suddenly unloaded in her sassing in several rapid spurts.

Angie moaned with pleasance as she enjoyed the smell of his midst rigid cock darting rapidly in and out of her sass, its swollen tip rubbing roughly against her natural language ; sucking on it as hard as she could until at last she felt the hot creamy gushes she'd been waiting for, as he came in her mouth and down her pharynx. She swallowed it down as quickly as she could to avoid choking and continued to imbibe him as he slowed down before eventually collapsing onto his side next to her, sighing with thick satisfaction.

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

She suddenly experienced a undulation of guilt crashing over her. She had just been unfaithful to her hubby for the first time, and Josh was only a seventeen-year-old boy. However bequeath he had been, she had taken advantage of him just to fill her own need. As if all of that wasn't bad enough, the situation was about to get a altogether lot bad if he developed a substantial emotional alliance with her. The last matter she needed was for him to precipitate in love with her, which was probably a serious endangerment right now.

"You know naught dangerous 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 pin in love with me."

He looked trauma, so she tried to buffer the reversal."I'm not saying it will definitely never happen again. It might. It was certainly a grand 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 Thatch you how to talk to a daughter, and then just think how you'll blow her mind when you finally get her into bed."

He grinned at this."Yeah, you're ripe. 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."

"fountainhead, just make certain you keep today completely secret, especially from James Byron Dean, and you never know."

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