My married woman had asked me to ring Vivienne Smith back to let her know if I could do her a party favour. We had got to know Vivienne quite well over the past few age as her son was at the Same school as mine. Both boy, now approaching their 20th birthdays, had started university last month. My son at Brummagem and Vivienne's son Finlay was going to Leicester.
I rang Vivienne up and asked how I could assist. She explained that my wife suggested I might be able to study some things up to Finlay following time I was going to Leicester for work, which I did every 3 calendar week or so. I said yes, I'd be pleased to and that I was going up side by side Mon. We arranged that I would call in on my way up Monday sunup about 10am.
It was just before 9am when I rang her doorbell, Vivienne answered wearing a robe and slippers with her whisker wrapped in a towel. She apologised saying she had just stepped out of the exhibitioner, I apologised for being early but wanted to get booked into my hotel before meeting up with my fellow. She asked me in and said she would get the things for Finlay ready.
I noticed that she was alone, her husband sucker normally worked form rest home. He's away again she said, two calendar week in China this time. I waited in the hall while she dashed upstairs, her robe barely covering her bum as she ascended. Hmm gracious I thought. Vivienne was an attractive dame with shoulder length brown hair, courteous figure considering she'd had two kids.
As she came down she had not changed out of her robe and I caught a glimpse her black thong, not visible from behind as it was trench between her bum cheeks. Here we are she said, showing me the box and its contentedness. A dyad of books some sweets, deep brown and hair merchandise. Also, some expensive looking facial expression pick. Finlay had always taken upkeep of his appearance so it wasn't a surprise to my married woman or me finish 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 things for her, I put my hired man on her shoulder joint and said it was no problem and looked forward to hearing how Finlay was getting on. Vivienne started to cry almost as soon as my Word of God left my mouth. I pulled her in for a cuddle asking what was wrong.
Through tears and sniffles she explained that Mark 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 chew the fat him. Vivienne went on to say that she couldn't change of location up there herself as there was no one to calculate after Thaddaeus her youngest son. I told her not to occupy and that before she knew it term would be over and Finlay would be home for Christmas. She hugged me tightly and said she wished German mark was so understanding.
I am only about 6 inches taller than Vivienne so when she looked up at me our faces were skinny, before I knew it she was kissing me quite gently but with real significance. I pulled away momentarily and then kissed her back. My custody roaming over he back and discovering the thong, I slipped my finger underneath it and grabbed her right field bum cheek.
Within a few moment Vivienne had dragged me into the lounge, pushed me onto the sofa and was wrestling with my smash. As she did so she was talking really quickly saying that score and her didn't have a loving family relationship and she hadn't had sex in over 2 years.
Once my belt was undone she took my trouser off, then she stood and undid the belt on her robe, it fell to the trading floor, she kicked off her slippers and tore the towel from her fountainhead. In this sentence, I managed to take off my shoes, wind sock, pant and was unbuttoning my shirt to discover my hairy chest. Vivienne sighed as she put her side against me and begged me to crap love to her. We were like teenager on rut and it wasn't long before she was bouncing up and down on my cock grunting like a fair sex possessed. I had had a vasectomy so ploughed on fucking her until I came deeply inside her.
It was then that she realised just what we had done, we had only taken about fourth of an minute to go from friends to fan. Her face fell again and she gabbled on about being deplorable and what if our spouses found out. I stood up and held her tightly saying it was fine, apprehensible under the circumstances. With the pressure level, she was under no one could blame her. I reassured her that I can hold on a privy 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 kiss on the buttock and said she hoped she hadn't ruined our friendly relationship. I once again told her it was fine and that I would let her bonk how Finlay was later. She had written down Finlay's Mobile phone number so I could arrange to shake off off the box of treat.
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 Nox anyway and see them 1st thing.
After reaching the hotel I booked in and carried my hooey to my room. Then I sent Finlay a textual matter asking him if he'd like to catch a repast tonight, my goody. I knew what poor dieting's scholarly person had and thought the chance of a full repast would be receive. He texted back almost immediately and we arranged for me to pick him up at 6pm. I then hit the inhouse gym, pool and sauna and had a unstrain afternoon.
Bang on 6pm I pulled up outside Finlay's bookman house, he was waiting in the threshold 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 fresh forgetful sleeved shirt, his blonde hair's-breadth was trimmed and tidy. I suggested we head back to my hotel as I could put the meal on disbursal and let body of work pay, then I would drop him back with his box of delicacy from his mum. He thanked me again for the offer and off we went.
Soon after we were sat down and with beer in hired hand I quickly took a picture of him and we sent it to Vivienne with a short greenback of explanation. She replied saying that I had been too kind to her already and now to Finlay too. Finlay caught spate 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 null. As the meal went on Finlay had two more beers, while I stuck to the body of water on the table. He told me about how he was enjoying the course, he had made some adept friends and was happy at uni. I asked him if he had made any special friends yet, giving him a cheeky grin. He said not yet but there were some good-looking guys on the sports teams, we laughed. He told me that although his roomie was aware he was gay he didn't want to get a report for bringing guy rope back, so having"fun"was tricky.
I remained placidity and just stared at him, then said that if he wanted to, Finlay could use my way. He looked gravel and asked me what did I mean. I said that if he wanted somewhere to get together a guy and if I was up here for oeuvre he could use my room to have his fun in. As he blushed again I noticed how blue his eyes are. He replied and said that he was grateful for my fling, he dropped his head and said he would know to be capable to take me up on it.
We finished the meal in muteness, I paid and said let's go and accumulate his box from my room and then I would run him back to his digs. As we walked down the corridor Finlay didn't look at me once, so when we reached my 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 bozo 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 type. He paused again and said he liked older guys.
The silence in the room was deafening as I slowly tried to sympathise what Finlay meant. Then like a smacking in the face it hit me and I found myself lost for countersign. In a weird repeat situation to this morning Finlay began to cry like his female parent had done that good morning. Whether it was me being paternal or something bass 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 in short and then kissed again.
The relief on his face was clear to see. My emotions were running wilderness. In my past I had been with guys, but nothing since I had met my wife and that was over 25 days ago. This clip Finlay took the lead and laid me on the bed, he immediately began to direct my brake shoe and wind cone off, then turned to my bash and trousers. Once they were off he carefully unbuttoned my shirt and ran his digit through my chest hair saying how much he liked"bears ”.
With only my briefs on I lay there and watched as Finlay stood and slowly began to rifle off all his clothes. As each objet d'art came off he revealed Thomas More and more of his beautiful toned Brigham Young body. Finally, as he slipped off his pugilist shorts I could see his tan line and his set up hairless smooth putz. Now he said I want to see your cock. I looked down and my prick was tenting in my pants, he pulled them off with a flick and my prick slapped against my belly. Finlay than lay next to me and said that he wanted to be my plaything, and I could do anything to him that I wanted. He said just tell me what you want me to do.
candy kiss me again I said, then blow my cock. He kissed me quickly then sucked my cock into his mouth and swirled his spit around and around. I looked down and laughed out loud thinking that only a matter of 60 minutes earlier my cock had been inside his mother's pussy. H estopped sucking and asked me what was so risible. I just said I was laughing at my luck. I told him to carry on but not to expect to be going home soon.
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