His Best Mate 'S Mum


Blowjob, Cum-Swallowing, First-Time, Masturbation, Oral-Sex, Virginity
His dear first mate 's mum

Seventeen is a difficult age. Josh was horny 24/7, but hopeless with girls. He wasn't a spotty-faced geek ; in fact, he played rugby football for the college. He was fit, firm and healthy, and his elderly sis's married person thought he was quite good-looking, in a ‘ cute'kind of way. He hated that word. For whatever reason, he just lacked sureness with girls. He went brilliant red and couldn't think of anything to say whenever he got near a girl he fancied. Being a virgin was the pits.

He'd heard the former Guy going on about all the young woman 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 visit up a young lady and get her into bed.

At to the lowest degree his salutary better half, Deano, was codswallop with miss too. They hung out all the time, except when Deano went fishing with his dad, which was a dyad of weekends a month. He got on okay with Deano's dad, but his mum, Angie - wow ! She was a existent milf - hotter than a lot of the ones you see on website. It was Weird admitting that his outflank mate's mum qualified as a ‘ mother I'd Like to Fuck ’, but it was true, at to the lowest degree as far as Josh was concerned. She was thirty-six and really pretty, with long blonde hair and a full-bosomed organic structure ; nice tits and a tight derriere. She did salsa, zumba and cardio social class 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 house quite a lot, so he got to see Angie a lot, too. He wasn't about to spoil that.

He first felt corneous looking at Angie when he was about XIV. Their endorse garden met the incline of Josh's, round behind the service department. He would stand at the fence talking to Deano during the summer holidays when his mum would come outside in a skimpy two-piece and sunbathe where Josh could see her. He was for sure she wasn't doing it to deliberately shit a fourteen-year-old boy feel horny, but that was the effect she had on him anyway.

Deano's dad kept a stash of erotica magazine in the garage until Angie found them, and Deano used to lend them to Josh. They would often speak 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 girls in the mags. He'd kill him !

This summer breakout from college was one of the hottest on disc. Deano and Josh spent quite a bit of sentence sunbathing in Deano's back garden, and Angie joined them on many juncture. She was really nice and friendly, and Josh wasn't complaining, but it was really difficult not to stare, and even more difficult trying not to get a erection in front of her when he was supposed to be talking to Deano.

Deano went fishing with his dad early one Saturday morning, 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 gentlemanly thing and offer to do it for her.

He stripped off down to his shorts to knead on his tan while he got on with it. He hated gardening, and would never cut the forage at abode, 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 with child glass of lemonade with lots of ice waiting for him.

"Thank you so much for doing the garden for me ”. She smiled at him and his brainpower melted."Sit here and cool down for a bit."She patted the stool next to hers at the breakfast bar. Then she picked up a towel and rubbed his grimace and back, making him sense about six.

"You're all sweaty"she said."Why don't you nip upstairs for a quick shower bath ? There are plenty of towels in the can. I'm just going to change into my bikini and sunbathe for a bit. Come 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 sleeping accommodation right now he would probably fascinate her raw. He would ingest her in his arms and osculate her, and then they'd fall onto the bed and drop the rest of the day having sex.

He went straight into the bathroom, locked the door and turned on the shower.

A short while later he joined Angie in the garden. She was lying on one of two sun-loungers positioned side by side of meat, facing the sun, but sheltered from the view of neighbour by her service department on one side and the six-foot high up hedge on the other. The fence at the undersurface of the garden was only four-foot richly, but it backed onto Josh's garden. His parents were away for the day. It was a totally buck private topographic point.

They were alone, and Angie looked stun, lying there in her skimpy red Bikini with her eyes closed. She was already a lovely spectre of favourable John Brown, and her tegument glistened with suntan lotion. He couldn't supporter wondering if her skin was still milky white beneath her bikini. His cock asked itself the same head, so he laid down on his nominal head immediately and began thinking very hard about how Deano's fishing trip might be going.

A short later, he was laid on his spine again, looking at her tits 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 deoxyephedrine. It looked like it contained lager. It wasn't even eleven in the morning. Then she picked up a spyglass 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 naught, because he couldn't think of anything to say, and took a farseeing drink. 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 habitation, 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."metre to figure out on my back, I think ; would you do the honours ?"

He opened his eyes and saw that she was holding a bottle of suntan lotion out for him. He sat up and took it. She turned so that she was sat with her back to him. She took two striation from her carpus, tying her whisker in loose bunches and pulling them forward over her articulatio humeri so that he wouldn't get lotion on them. He hesitated. She reached up and undo the thin red drawstring behind her neck. He squirted application into one manus, squeezing too hard and getting too much. He hesitated again. She waited patiently. He rubbed his palm together to overspread the lotion and tentatively put his paw on her shoulder. She didn't react. He slowly began moving, spreading the lotion across her shoulders and down her back, rubbing gently in circles. Her skin was so subdued and smooth, and warm. Massaging her was turning him on.

As he reached her Bikini strap she told him to pull it away from her and get his finger underneath it so he didn't miss anywhere. He was very deliberate not to go too far around the sides, and then worked his way down her scummy vertebral column. When he got to her girdle, she said the Same again ; that he should put his finger's breadth inside a little, so he didn't leave anywhere uncovered. She must possess been able to finger his custody shaking as his fingertips skimmed lightly across the plication at the top of her bum, and his affectionateness was thumping so hard he could almost see it jumping out of his chest.

When he stopped she laid down on her nominal head and asked him to do it again in cause he'd missed anywhere. He realised he'd stopped breathing at some tip 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 find too humiliated and was really starting to enjoy it. He got off his recliner and knelt down beside her, so he didn't have to get hold of over too far.

"Unhook my strap, please. I don't want a tan-line."

Josh's hands rock so much he fumbled his start endeavor and had to try again. There was no tan-line. Angie's back was golden-brown all over. He wondered if her strawman was, too. He began massaging the lotion in again and quickly got into his pace. He was beginning to slacken and enjoy it. His spot became more confident, and he began to get physically aroused. When the lotion began to dry in, she turned her point to face him and said"why don't I rub some on your back ? You don't want to sunburn, either."

He stopped rubbing her binding and hesitated, panicked really, for a brief minute. He quickly turned away from her. Had she noticed the bivouacking in the nominal head 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 input. She began rubbing lotion into his shoulders and down his spinal column, and he had never known anything feel as good as the touch of her manpower on his body. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't refastened her Bikini top for her. Was she sat topless behind him ? Should he get hold an apology to search behind him ? He felt his erection stiffen. As Angie reached his low-down back she slipped her digit inside his waistcloth like he had for her. She was almost rubbing his bum-cheeks, and his stopcock lurched again, straining hard against his drawers. He would experience to be very deliberate how he got back on the recliner 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 civilized boy who had been very good ally with doyen all their lives. She didn't know his parents much and had only really talked to pass the time of day or make arrangement for the lads as they grew up.

And now they were almost fully grown men. At her imperativeness, Josh had been calling her Angie rather than ‘ Deano's mum'or ‘ Mrs Deano'for a patch, now. Dean was maturing slower than Josh. He was quieter, less physical, and just less manly generally. Josh had clearly started to shave fairly regularly if not yet day-to-day, but that still seemed some fourth dimension off for Dean. Josh was clearly more brawny and gymnastic, too. He had a good body 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 time ago. His body was piano and heavy these days, not firm and lean like Josh's. His energy and exuberance for aliveness had slowly and quietly ebbed away too, until he only seemed interested in fishing now, which required relatively piffling cause.

Sex was very hit-and-miss, and over fairly quickly, which was often a blessing as it had become so routine and oil production now. She had tried various things to spice up it up, but with little success. He just didn't seem interested anymore, which is probably why this handsome, fit young 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 point for teenage boys, or nigh men for that subject. 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 geezerhood 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 aim of his desires in those nonsocial moments. The thought gave her a flush. It was flattering to recognise that even at xxxvi she might still be attractive to young men in their sexual prime. What a ignominy that they didn't have the experience to use their sexual energy to its total 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 open response to touching her organic structure. She had enjoyed him touching her too, which is why she had asked him in the world-class stead. It was her little ‘ hangdog delight'for today. She wondered how he'd react if she reached around and began rubbing lotion into his breadbasket and then let one hand slowly move down to fondle him through his trunks.

Would he skip over up and run away, never to call cycle again ? It was certainly possible, and that would be a shame. Would he do nothing and just let her touch him, simply because he wouldn't know what else to do ? That was perhaps more potential. Could she then slip her hand down inside his shorts and skin senses him properly, slowly and gently bringing him to wide arousal ? Would he cum in his short pants on first contact ? As far as she knew, Josh and Dean were both Virgin.

Would that defecate her the predatory cougar, using his substantial young dead body 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 vibrancy in the sign of the zodiac."Damn ! Sorry,"she apologised for her language immediately. She got up, smiling as she noticed that Josh carefully kept his rachis to her and laid case down on his lounger.

He was disappointed that she had stopped and gone inside, but relieved at the Sami fourth dimension. Maybe his erection would take in worn off by the time she came back out.

She was gone quite a while, and he had relaxed and turned on his binding again by the meter she returned to the garden."Sorry about that,"she said as she lay down on her reclining chair, on her back. 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 pap, 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 moment.

"Err, well, no. I-I mean value, it's your garden. It's not up to me, is it ? If you want to…"

"Thank you. That's very variety of you. Would you take care ?"she said as she turned her back to him momentarily, smiling to herself as she did.

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

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

He didn't response. He couldn't ; the lump in his pharynx prevented him. He swallowed hard and opened his center, looking at her sideways, with barely a turn of his head. He thought he might actually die at that moment. His nitty-gritty had stopped beating, he was sure. He was trapped. He couldn't wink, or close his eyes again, or calculate away. Time was suspended.

"Let's get past this present 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 eyes off her. Her titty were beautiful ; at least as beautiful as any he had seen in the magazines. They were as tanned as the rest of her body.

"hint them."That caught his attention. His eyes flew up to meet hers.

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

"It's okay. I'd like you to. We can both slack up and enjoy sunbathing again once you've got past your curiosity."

He didn't move. He wanted to, but he couldn't. She reached out and took both of his hands, placing them gently on her boob. He swallowed hard, still staring at them, and she saw the little movement in the straw man of his shorts. This might get interesting, she thought.

He recovered from the jolt and tentatively began to explore her, squeezing so gently, as if she might break, and gradually beginning to caress her.

"That tone nice, Josh. I like the way you touch me,"she heard herself say. It was lawful, but she couldn't quite believe she was saying it. Where was she taking this ? What on earth was she thinking ? There was a distinct prominence in his shorts 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 titty. He was simultaneously dying with superfluity and incredibly turned on. He had fantasised about this multitudinous times but had never considered for a moment that it could actually happen - she was Deano's mum !

"William 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 work force 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 font flushed."You've got awesome tits"he said, unable to look at her.

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

Angie stood, took his hand, and led him indoors up to her chamber. He didn't resist. He was barely able to think, he wanted her so much. In the sleeping room she turned to face him. She put his hired man on her waist and reached up on her tiptoes to buss him on the lips, just once. His whole eubstance was rigid."Relax, it's okay. Just copy me."

She kissed him again ; a slow, lingering kiss this time, until she felt his lips finally responding to hers. She continued kissing him and moved closer, pressing herself against his bare chest, and running her fingerbreadth through his fuzz. She felt him relax all at once, taking her in his arms properly and kissing her enthusiastically. His erection pressed firmly against her, still trapped in his shorts.

He learned quickly. She let her tongue flit briefly across his lips and felt him thaw into her. She did it again, gradually letting her spit get bolder as he followed her principal, 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 woman he had ever seen, and she was showing him what to do. She obviously wanted to have sex with him, and his erection was so soaked, held down by his shorts, that it was getting painful. He felt unbelievably horny but terrified at the Lapplander time. He didn't dare do anything unless she did it to him first. The survive thing he wanted to do was injure her and take a crap her plosive, but he didn't want to seem clueless either. Whatever she did he concentrated on really tough ; what was she doing ? How was she doing it ? Then he did his best to copy it exactly, hoping this would never finish but, at the Saami time, hoping she was going to speed up and clear him bonk her. Was that really going to happen ? He could barely contain his excitement.

She stepped back and knelt down in front of him, taking clench of his cincture."You're going to do yourself an injury if we don't set him free,"she said softly as she slowly pulled his shorts down. His stopcock sprang to care the moment it was released and came to rest pointing almost vertically at the roof."Oh my password, you've got a beautiful cock, and it looks so hard ! Can I touch it ?"she asked, looking up at him with big brown eyes.

He swallowed concentrated and nodded, not trusting himself to mouth. Very gently, she curled her fingers around his hot, rigid cock, one-half expecting him to suffer control and set off all over her grimace at any moment. She heard him gasp and accept again. With her face still just inches away from his cock, she slowly began to masturbate him, not daring to propel too quickly yet. Josh watched the whole time, without moving.



"Does that feel good ?"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 refer her again. He opened his optic and fondled her breasts more confidently now, even teasing her teat with his fingers. They quickly became erect.

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

Eventually she stopped and removed her bikini seat."Look at me, Josh. Touch me there, too. lead your time."

She was shaved smooth. His touch was probationary at first. She moved so that he was between her thighs and parted her now-moist mouth for him."Put your fingers in me."

He was very entitle and considerate ; almost too much so, and she wanted to order him to be more vigorous, but of form he didn't know what he was doing yet. She was hungry for him, but knew she had to apply him time. She guided first one and then two of his fingerbreadth into her, showing him what to do, and where to apply the atmospheric pressure. She moved her hip and moaned softly to signal her blessing. He was getting better all the clip.

Next, she guided him to her clitoris and again showed him what she liked. He began to unlax, lying beside her again now, and stroking her more confidently with every passing moment. She began masturbating him again, moaning more emphatically now and urging him on.

Josh had been for certain he would cum too soon, and despoliation everything, but he was concentrating so hard now he forgot all about it. Touching her between her peg and inside her felt indescribably dear. And then she started moaning and writhing about. Was she just doing that for his sake, or was he really making her flavour 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 things she began saying to him ;"Oh God, Josh ! That's it ! That's so good ! Don't period ! Don't Stop ! You're going to piddle me cum…"

Suddenly she was crying out, and then instant later she was telling him to stop. She laid back and relaxed, her eyes smiling at him so warmly."Oh, that was flummox, Josh. Thank you. Put your fingers in me again. finger 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 book binding, straddled him, and kissed him.

Supporting her weight above him, she reached down between her second joint and guided the tip of his cock into position, cook to empale 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 extraordinary sensation.

"Congratulations,"she whispered."Now you're a man."Rolling her hips expertly, she rode him, enjoying the feel of his prospicient unvoiced cock moving inside her. She didn't mind if she made him cum now, and she was pretty sure that he wouldn't psyche either, judgment by the expressions of sheer pleasance and incredulous joy on his face as he squeezed and caressed her breasts.

To his credit he didn't cum, and Angie soon found herself cumming again instead. As her sexual climax hit its peak she sat still, hoping Josh could feel her inner muscles spasming against his inflexible slam."Oh God, can you feel that ? Oh yes, can you palpate my slit cumming all over your endearing dick ?"

He nodded. He could finger both the pulse and the wetness, and it felt amazing. He was having the undecomposed time 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. nookie me. Cum in me."

He didn't need any further encouragement and began eagerly thrusting into her with a swiftness and ebullience she hadn't experienced in years. His technique and timing weren't brilliant, but she didn't charge. She was having the time of her life, too. She caressed his strong Whitney Young body as he clumsily slammed himself into her at a phrenetic step, 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 roll off a girlfriend as soon as he'd cum in her.

"Don't make her spirit used. Keep kissing and cuddling her, Josh, and telling her how a lot she means to you, as long as it's straight - don't ever lie - but fagged timber time straight after ; it will pay dividends, I promise."

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

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

She pulled him under the atomizer and after lathering her own men, she handed him the goop."Let's wash each former,"she said, running her hands over his chest. Predictably, he washed her breasts first, which made her giggle, but then he moved on. Her body felt familiar to him now, and he took his time exploring every inch of her as he washed her. He even crouched down to lave her metrical foot and between her toes, which tickled her. Then it was her turn to wash him. She deliberately left his manhood until last, concern to see what would happen. As she caressed his cock and stroked his balls with soapy hands, she said"go on, dampen my bosom again. I like you doing that."

She quickly got the event she had hoped for ; another iron-hard erecting. Oh, the joy of younker, she thought to herself, as she rinsed the soap off him.

"Oh dear"she said."expression what's happened to your cock. I'll have to do something about that, won't I ?"she said mischievously, and dropped to her knees taking his good distance all the way into her mouth.

He gasped loudly and moaned under his breathing spell as he watched her work on him with her finger, lips 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 manpower on the tiled wall, she thrust her rump towards him."nooky me again,"she said over her shoulder. It took him a moment to position himself properly before sliding himself smoothly and gently into her. He held her shank 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 joy to be experienced together. prepare sure you stop before you cum."

He quickly learned the pleasure of taking his time and enjoying it, rather than just going for it, and didn't stop until he felt an orgasm approach. When he pulled away from her she led him back to bed and lay back with her legs spread wide-cut. She spent the next ten minutes teaching him how to make her cum using his rima oris and tongue, and was well rewarded for her patience.

They laid together kissing, cuddling, and exploring each other for a piece, and Angie made sure she kept him put up with unceasing caresses, not that it was difficult to do. Occasionally she masturbated him vigorously, being deliberate 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 load 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 bitch ?"

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

"I want you to do something to me."

"Hmm ?"

"Would you like to have a go at it my face and cum in my mouth ?"

"Oh wow, yes please"he exclaimed, the spirit on his face a concoction of shock 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 ; range my thorax,"she explained while she propped her pass up with pillows. Once he was in position she said"correctly, all you do now is put your hands on the wall, put your cock in my mouth, and bed me like that ‘ til you're done. Go as fast as you like. Okay ?"

"okay !"he exclaimed as he pushed his rose hip forward and she took the tip of his putz between her lips. He started slowly and found his rhythm before gathering pace. It looked and felt amazing, especially with Angie's big brown optic looking up at him the unit clock 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 comrade throbbing adept, quickening every clip. He pumped his hip joint faster."Oh, I'm going to cum soon, Ange"he warned her, and pumped his hammer into her as fast as he could, groaning loudly as he suddenly unloaded in her mouth in several rapid spurts.

Angie moaned with pleasure as she enjoyed the belief of his thick unbending dick darting rapidly in and out of her mouth, its swollen tip rubbing roughly against her tongue ; sucking on it as hard as she could until at lastly she felt the hot creamy gushes she'd been waiting for, as he came in her back talk and down her throat. She swallowed it down as quickly as she could to avoid choking and continued to suck up him as he slowed down before eventually collapsing onto his incline next to her, sighing with deep satisfaction.

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

She suddenly experienced a wave of guilt crashing over her. She had just been unfaithful to her husband for the first gear clock time, and Josh was only a seventeen-year-old boy. However unforced he had been, she had taken advantage of him just to satisfy her own needs. As if all of that wasn't bad enough, the spot was about to get a whole lot worse if he developed a strong emotional adhesion with her. The last thing she needed was for him to lessen in dearest with her, which was probably a serious risk right now.

"You know nothing serious 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 fall in love with me."

He looked injury, so she tried to soften the puff."I'm not saying it will definitely never happen again. It might. It was certainly a wonderful experience, but you should center on finding a girl of your own age now. I'm always here to propose you about other little girl, 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 teach you how to talk to a girl, and then just think how you'll blow her mind when you finally get her into bed."

He grinned at this."Yeah, you're right field. 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 pull in sure you keep today completely secret, especially from Dean, and you never know."

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