My wife had asked me to ring Vivienne Captain John Smith back to let her know if I could do her a favour. We had got to bed Vivienne quite well over the past few eld as her son was at the same school as mine. Both boys, now approaching their 20th natal day, had started university last 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 take some affair up to Finlay adjacent prison term I was going to Leicester for work, which I did every 3 hebdomad or so. I said yes, I'd be pleased to and that I was going up adjacent Monday. We arranged that I would scream in on my way up Monday morning about 10am.
It was just before 9am when I rang her buzzer, Vivienne answered wearing a robe and carpet slipper with her hair wrapped in a towel. She apologised saying she had just stepped out of the cascade, I apologised for being early but wanted to get booked into my hotel before meeting up with my workfellow. She asked me in and said she would get the thing 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 clip. 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 peeress with shoulder length John Brown hair's-breadth, nice soma considering she'd had two kids.
As she came down she had not changed out of her gown and I caught a glimpse her dim thong, not visible from behind as it was deep between her bum cheeks. Here we are she said, showing me the box and its contents. A couple of books some sweets, chocolate and hair product. Also, some expensive looking font cream. Finlay had always taken concern of his appearance 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 summertime 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 articulatio humeri 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 wrong.
Through crying and sniffles she explained that German mark had virtually disowned Finlay after he had come out, and that other than driving him to Leicestershire for the get-go of term he didn't want to chitchat him. Vivienne went on to say that she couldn't travel up there herself as there was no one to look after Epistle of Jude her young son. I told her not to worry and that before she knew it term would be over and Finlay would be place for Christmas. She hugged me tightly and said she wished fool was so understanding.
I am only about 6 inches taller 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 existent meaning. I pulled away momentarily and then kissed her back. My handwriting roaming over he back and discovering the lash, I slipped my finger's breadth underneath it and grabbed her correct bum cheek.
Within a few minutes 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 scrape and her didn't have a loving kinship and she hadn't had sex in over 2 age.
Once my knock was undo 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 head. In this clock time, I managed to take off my place, wind sleeve, trousers and was unbuttoning my shirt to let on my hairy chest. Vivienne sighed as she put her nerve against me and begged me to make honey to her. We were like adolescent 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 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 supporter to lover. Her grimace fell again and she gabbled on about being regretful and what if our spouses found out. I stood up and held her tightly saying it was amercement, understandable under the circumstance. With the pressure, she was under no one could pick her. I reassured her that I can keep a secret and that no one would teach what happened from me.
After she calmed down we dressed and she saw me to the threshold, gave me a buss on the boldness and said she hoped she hadn't ruined our friendship. I once again told her it was all right and that I would let her screw how Finlay was later. She had written down Finlay's wandering number so I could arrange to pretermit off the box of treat.
As I neared Leicester one of my work colleague 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 on the night anyway and see them first thing.
After reaching the hotel I booked in and carried my stuff to my room. Then I sent Finlay a textual matter asking him if he'd like to grab a meal tonight, my treat. I knew what wretched diet's students had and thought the chance of a honorable repast would be welcome. 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 unlax afternoon.
bam on 6pm I pulled up out-of-door Finlay's student theater, 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 smart short sleeved shirt, his light-haired hair was trimmed and tidy. I suggested we head back to my hotel as I could put the meal on disbursal and let employment pay, then I would neglect him back with his box of goody from his mum. He thanked me again for the fling 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 note of explanation. She replied saying that I had been too kind to her already and now to Finlay too. Finlay caught raft 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 sort to his mum. I told him that it was nothing. As the meal went on Finlay had two more beers, while I stuck to the water on the table. He told me about how he was enjoying the course, he had made some undecomposed ally and was felicitous at uni. I asked him if he had made any special friends yet, giving him a cheeky smiling. He said not yet but there were some good-looking guy cable on the sports teams, 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 meet a guy and if I was up here for work he could use my elbow room to have his fun in. As he blushed again I noticed how blue his eyes are. He replied and said that he was thankful for my pass, he dropped his point and said he would get laid to be able-bodied to take me up on it.
We finished the meal in secretiveness, I paid and said let's go and pile up his box from my elbow room and then I would run him back to his shaft. 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 drab. As the door 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 guy wire at Uni weren't his case. He paused again and said he liked older guys.
The silence in the room was deafening as I slowly tried to empathise what Finlay meant. Then like a smack in the face it hit me and I found myself lost for give-and-take. In a Wyrd repeat position to this morning Finlay began to cry like his mother had done that forenoon. Whether it was me being paternal or something cryptical I don't know, but I pulled Finlay up and hugged him. As the hug went on he stopped crying and began to loosen. Then he pulled back and looked at me, we kissed very briefly and then kissed again.
The relief on his typeface was clear to see. My emotions were running wild. In my past I had been with guy wire, but zilch since I had met my wife and that was over 25 old age ago. This sentence Finlay took the lead and laid me on the bed, he immediately began to take my shoes and socks off, then turned to my whack and trousers. Once they were off he carefully unbuttoned my shirt and ran his finger's breadth through my chest tomentum saying how much he liked"bears ”.
With only my Jockey shorts on I lay there and watched as Finlay stood and slowly began to strip off all his clothes. As each piece came off he revealed more and more of his beautiful toned Thomas Young body. Finally, as he slipped off his packer shorts I could see his tan phone line and his erect hairless smooth cock. Now he said I want to see your cock. I looked down and my prick was tenting in my bloomers, he pulled them off with a pic and my pecker slapped against my belly. Finlay than lay succeeding to me and said that he wanted to be my toy, 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 suck up my peter. He kissed me quickly then sucked my cock into his oral cavity and swirled his natural language around and around. I looked down and laughed out loud thinking that only a affair of hours earlier my rooster had been inside his female parent's pussycat. H estopped sucking and asked me what was so funny. I just said I was laughing at my luck. I told him to carry on but not to expect to be going home soon.
Part 2 if you like it .