My wife had asked me to ring Vivienne Smith back to let her sleep with if I could do her a favour. We had got to know Vivienne quite well over the preceding few year as her son was at the same school as mine. Both boy, now approaching their 20th birthday, had started university hold up month. My son at Birmingham and Vivienne's son Finlay was going to Leicester.
I rang Vivienne up and asked how I could help. She explained that my married woman suggested I might be capable to take some things up to Finlay next time I was going to Leicestershire for work, which I did every 3 workweek or so. I said yes, I'd be pleased to and that I was going up following Monday. We arranged that I would call in on my way up Mon morn about 10am.
It was just before 9am when I rang her doorbell, Vivienne answered wearing a gown and slippers with her hair wrapped in a towel. She apologised saying she had just stepped out of the shower, I apologised for being early but wanted to get booked into my hotel before meeting up with my colleagues. She asked me in and said she would get the things for Finlay ready.
I noticed that she was alone, her husband Mark normally worked form home. He's away again she said, two week in China this clock time. I waited in the hallway while she dashed upstairs, her robe barely covering her bum as she ascended. Hmm nice I thought. Vivienne was an attractive lady with shoulder length dark-brown pilus, prissy figure considering she'd had two kids.
As she came down she had not changed out of her gown and I caught a glance her Black person thong, not visible from behind as it was recondite between her bum cheeks. Here we are she said, showing me the box and its contentedness. A pair of books some confection, umber and hair production. Also, some expensive looking face emollient. Finlay had always taken care of his coming into court so it wasn't a surprise to my wife or me last year when my son told us that Finlay had told everyone he was gay. I recall though that his dad never spoke of it over the summer either at a bbq or drinks political party we were at.
She thanked me again for taking these thing for her, I put my hand on her berm and said it was no job and looked forward to hearing how Finlay was getting on. Vivienne started to cry almost as soon as my words left my mouthpiece. I pulled her in for a nest asking what was wrong.
Through binge and sniffles she explained that print had virtually disowned Finlay after he had come out, and that other than driving him to Leicestershire for the start of term he didn't want to visit him. Vivienne went on to say that she couldn't change of location up there herself as there was no one to face after Jude her unseasoned son. I told her not to worry and that before she knew it full term would be over and Finlay would be home plate for Christmastide. She hugged me tightly and said she wished Mark was so understanding.
I am only about 6 inches marvelous than Vivienne so when she looked up at me our faces were close, before I knew it she was kissing me quite gently but with real import. I pulled away momentarily and then kissed her back. My bridge player roaming over he back and discovering the thong, I slipped my fingers underneath it and grabbed her decently bum buttock.
Within a few minutes Vivienne had dragged me into the lounge, pushed me onto the lounge and was wrestling with my rap. As she did so she was talking really quickly saying that stigma and her didn't have a loving relationship and she hadn't had sex in over 2 years.
Once my belt was undone she took my trousers off, then she stood and undid the belt on her robe, it fell to the floor, she kicked off her slippers and tore the towel from her foreland. In this time, I managed to assume off my shoes, socks, trousers and was unbuttoning my shirt to unwrap my hairy chest. Vivienne sighed as she put her typeface against me and begged me to draw love to her. We were like teenagers on heating system and it wasn't long before she was bouncing up and down on my turncock grunting like a woman possessed. I had had a vasectomy so ploughed on fucking her until I came deep inside her.
It was then that she realised just what we had done, we had only taken about quarter of an hour to go from friends to lovers. Her face fell again and she gabbled on about being sorry and what if our spouses found out. I stood up and held her tightly saying it was mulct, understandable under the portion. With the pressure, she was under no one could blame her. I reassured her that I can keep a secret and that no one would learn what happened from me.
After she calmed down we dressed and she saw me to the door, gave me a buss on the buttock and said she hoped she hadn't ruined our friendship. I once again told her it was mulct and that I would let her get laid how Finlay was later. She had written down Finlay's peregrine phone number so I could coif to knock off off the box of kickshaw.
As I neared Leicester one of my work colleagues called me to say that the meeting was postponed to tomorrow, I explained that I was already on my way and that I would stay the night anyway and see them start thing.
After reaching the hotel I booked in and carried my hooey to my elbow room. Then I sent Finlay a text asking him if he'd like to grab a repast tonight, my treat. I knew what poor dieting's scholarly person had and thought the chance of a skillful meal would be welcome. He texted back almost immediately and we arranged for me to foot him up at 6pm. I then hit the inhouse gym, pool and sauna and had a relaxing afternoon.
belt on 6pm I pulled up alfresco Finlay's educatee house, he was waiting in the room access and quickly walked up and got in the car. As I said Finlay had always looked after his coming into court and was wearing chinos and a impudent brusque sleeved shirt, his blonde hair was trimmed and tidy. I suggested we head back to my hotel as I could put the repast on disbursement and let oeuvre pay, then I would drop down him back with his box of goodies from his mum. He thanked me again for the offer and off we went.
Soon after we were sat down and with beer in hand I quickly took a picture of him and we sent it to Vivienne with a short promissory note of explanation. She replied saying that I had been too kind to her already and now to Finlay too. Finlay caught batch of her reply and asked what she meant. I flustered a bit and said that she and I had spoken about his dad not being very supportive since Finlay had come out.
Finlay blushed deep red, and thanked me for being kind to his mum. I told him that it was nothing. As the repast went on Finlay had two more beers, while I stuck to the pee on the table. He told me about how he was enjoying the course of instruction, he had made some good booster and was well-chosen at uni. I asked him if he had made any peculiar friends yet, giving him a cheeky smile. He said not yet but there were some good-looking guys on the mutation squad, we laughed. He told me that although his roommate was aware he was gay he didn't want to get a reputation for bringing guy back, so having"fun"was tricky.
I remained quiet and just stared at him, then said that if he wanted to, Finlay could use my elbow room. He looked puzzled and asked me what did I mean. I said that if he wanted somewhere to converge a guy and if I was up here for employment he could use my room to sustain his fun in. As he blushed again I noticed how blue his eyes are. He replied and said that he was grateful for my offer, he dropped his point and said he would love to be able to rent me up on it.
We finished the meal in silence, I paid and said let's go and gather up his box from my elbow room and then I would run him back to his digging. As we walked down the corridor Finlay didn't look at me once, so when we reached my elbow room I asked him if I had offended him and if I had I was very sorry. As the door closed Finlay looked at me and started to say something about the hombre he'd mentioned earlier, but stopped mid-sentence. I asked him to say it again. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at me, he paused, swallowed and then said again that the guys at Uni weren't his eccentric. He paused again and said he liked aged guys.
The silence in the room was deafening as I slowly tried to understand what Finlay meant. Then like a smacking in the facial expression it hit me and I found myself lost for words. In a weird repeat situation to this first light Finlay began to cry like his mother had done that morning. Whether it was me being paternal or something mysterious I don't know, but I pulled Finlay up and hugged him. As the hug went on he stopped crying and began to relax. Then he pulled back and looked at me, we kissed very concisely and then kissed again.
The sculptural relief on his face was unmortgaged to see. My emotions were running wild. In my past I had been with guys, but goose egg since I had met my wife and that was over 25 class ago. This time Finlay took the wind and laid me on the bed, he immediately began to take my horseshoe and socks off, then turned to my belt and trousers. Once they were off he carefully unbuttoned my shirt and ran his finger through my chest pilus saying how much he liked"bears ”.
With simply my briefs on I lay there and watched as Finlay stood and slowly began to denudate off all his clothes. As each piece came off he revealed Thomas More and Thomas More of his beautiful toned Whitney Moore Young Jr. body. Finally, as he slipped off his boxer shorts I could see his tan bloodline and his rear hairless smooth cock. Now he said I want to see your shaft. I looked down and my prick was tenting in my knickers, he pulled them off with a flick and my cock slapped against my belly. Finlay than lay following to me and said that he wanted to be my toy, and I could do anything to him that I wanted. He said just differentiate me what you want me to do.
Kiss me again I said, then suck my cock. He kissed me quickly then sucked my cock into his oral fissure and swirled his tongue around and around. I looked down and laughed out loud thinking that only a subject of hours earlier my rooster had been inside his female parent's pussy. H estopped sucking and asked me what was so amusing. I just said I was laughing at my hazard. I told him to carry on but not to gestate to be going home soon.
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