My wife had asked me to ring Vivienne smith back to let her fuck if I could do her a favour. We had got to make love Vivienne quite well over the past few years as her son was at the same schooling as mine. Both male child, now approaching their 20th birthdays, 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 wife suggested I might be able to acquire some thing up to Finlay future time I was going to Leicester for oeuvre, which I did every 3 weeks or so. I said yes, I'd be pleased to and that I was going up next Monday. We arranged that I would call in on my way up Monday morning about 10am.
It was just before 9am when I rang her buzzer, Vivienne answered wearing a gown and slippers with her hair wrapped in a towel. She apologised saying she had just stepped out of the exhibitioner, I apologised for being other but wanted to get booked into my hotel before meeting up with my colleagues. She asked me in and said she would get the affair for Finlay ready.
I noticed that she was alone, her husband Mark normally worked form home. He's away again she said, two hebdomad in China this clock time. I waited in the hall while she dashed upstairs, her robe barely covering her bum as she ascended. Hmm squeamish I thought. Vivienne was an attractive lady with shoulder length brown tomentum, nice 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 flip-flop, not visible from behind as it was recondite between her bum cheeks. Here we are she said, showing me the box and its message. A couple of Koran some sweets, drinking chocolate and hair merchandise. Also, some expensive looking face cream. Finlay had always taken care of his coming into court so it wasn't a surprisal 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 swallow party we were at.
She thanked me again for taking these things for her, I put my hand on her shoulder and said it was no trouble and looked forward to hearing how Finlay was getting on. Vivienne started to cry almost as soon as my words left my mouth. I pulled her in for a cuddle asking what was improper.
Through crying and sniffles she explained that print had virtually disowned Finlay after he had come out, and that early than driving him to Leicester for the start of term he didn't want to chew the fat him. Vivienne went on to say that she couldn't travel up there herself as there was no one to face after Thaddaeus her immature son. I told her not to occupy and that before she knew it full term would be over and Finlay would be rest home for Christmas. She hugged me tightly and said she wished Mark was so understanding.
I am only about 6 in taller than Vivienne so when she looked up at me our faces were close-fitting, before I knew it she was kissing me quite gently but with material substance. I pulled away momentarily and then kissed her back. My hands roaming over he back and discovering the thong, I slipped my fingers underneath it and grabbed her decent bum cheek.
Within a few hour Vivienne had dragged me into the sofa, pushed me onto the lounge and was wrestling with my belt. As she did so she was talking really quickly saying that Mark and her didn't have a loving family relationship and she hadn't had sex in over 2 years.
Once my belted ammunition was undone she took my pant off, then she stood and undid the swath on her robe, it fell to the floor, she kicked off her carpet slipper and tore the towel from her promontory. In this meter, I managed to take off my skid, socks, pant and was unbuttoning my shirt to give away my hairy chest. Vivienne sighed as she put her face against me and begged me to constitute love to her. We were ilk stripling on heat and it wasn't long before she was bouncing up and down on my cock grunting like a woman possessed. I had had a vasectomy so ploughed on fucking her until I came abstruse inside her.
It was then that she realised just what we had done, we had only taken about fourth of an hour to go from friends to devotee. 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 fine, understandable under the circumstances. With the pressure, she was under no one could blame her. I reassured her that I can stay fresh a unavowed and that no one would learn what happened from me.
After she calmed down we dressed and she saw me to the threshold, gave me a osculation on the impudence and said she hoped she hadn't ruined our friendship. I once again told her it was okay and that I would let her make love how Finlay was later. She had written down Finlay's mobile numeral so I could arrange to drop off the box of delicacy.
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 detain the night anyway and see them low matter.
After reaching the hotel I booked in and carried my stuff to my room. Then I sent Finlay a text edition asking him if he'd like to grab a meal tonight, my treat. I knew what poor dieting's scholar had and thought the fortune of a undecomposed repast would be receive. He texted back almost immediately and we arranged for me to beak him up at 6pm. I then hit the inhouse gym, consortium and sauna and had a slack up afternoon.
bang on 6pm I pulled up outside Finlay's student sign of the zodiac, he was waiting in the doorway and quickly walked up and got in the car. As I said Finlay had always looked after his appearance and was wearing chinos and a hurt unretentive sleeved shirt, his blond hair was trimmed and tidy. I suggested we head back to my hotel as I could put the meal on disbursement and let oeuvre pay, then I would drop him back with his box of goodies from his mum. He thanked me again for the pass and off we went.
Soon after we were sat down and with beer in paw I quickly took a picture of him and we sent it to Vivienne with a short promissory note of account. She replied saying that I had been too variety to her already and now to Finlay too. Finlay caught pot of her response 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 zippo. 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 good supporter and was well-chosen 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 roommate was mindful he was gay he didn't want to get a reputation for bringing hombre back, so having"fun"was tricky.
I remained serenity and just stared at him, then said that if he wanted to, Finlay could use my room. He looked puzzled and asked me what did I mean. I said that if he wanted somewhere to touch a guy and if I was up here for work he could use my way to have his fun in. As he blushed again I noticed how dark his eyes are. He replied and said that he was grateful for my whirl, he dropped his headland and said he would love to be able to take me up on it.
We finished the meal in silence, I paid and said let's go and garner his box from my way and then I would run him back to his jab. As we walked down the corridor Finlay didn't smell at me once, so when we reached my room I asked him if I had offended him and if I had I was very no-account. As the doorway closed Finlay looked at me and started to say something about the guys 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 quiet in the room was deafening as I slowly tried to infer what Finlay meant. Then like a slap in the font it hit me and I found myself lost for Son. In a weird repeat office to this morning Finlay began to cry like his mother had done that sunup. Whether it was me being paternal or something deeper 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 briefly and then kissed again.
The relief on his face was sort out to see. My emotions were running unfounded. In my past I had been with cat, but nothing since I had met my wife and that was over 25 year ago. This time Finlay took the atomic number 82 and laid me on the bed, he immediately began to take my shoes and socks off, then turned to my belt and trousers. Once they were off he carefully unbuttoned my shirt and ran his fingers through my dresser hair saying how much he liked"bears ”.
With only my legal brief on I lay there and watched as Finlay stood and slowly began to strip off all his clothes. As each while came off he revealed more and More of his beautiful toned Cy Young body. Finally, as he slipped off his bagger shorts I could see his tan subscriber line and his erect hairless smooth rooster. Now he said I want to see your cock. I looked down and my pecker was tenting in my pants, he pulled them off with a pic and my rooster slapped against my belly. Finlay than lay following 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.
buss me again I said, then suck my rooster. He kissed me quickly then sucked my turncock into his mouth and swirled his glossa around and around. I looked down and laughed out loud thinking that only a matter of minute earlier my cock had been inside his mother's pussy. H estopped sucking and asked me what was so funny. I just said I was laughing at my chance. I told him to behave on but not to expect to be going home soon.
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