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Seventeen is a difficult age. Josh was horny 24/7, but hopeless with young lady. He wasn't a spotty-faced oddball ; in fact, he played rugby football for the college. He was fit, strong and goodish, and his one-time sis's mates thought he was quite good-looking, in a ‘ cute'kind of way. He hated that word. For whatever reason, he just lacked assurance with girl. He went brightly red and couldn't think of anything to say whenever he got near a girl he fancied. Being a virgin was the Hell.

He'd heard the early guys going on about all the girls 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 chat up a female child and get her into bed.

At to the lowest degree his proficient mate, Deano, was rubbish with female child too. They hung out all the time, except when Deano went fishing with his dad, which was a couple of weekends a month. He got on OK with Deano's dad, but his mum, Angie - wow ! She was a real milf - hotter than a lot of the I you see on websites. It was weird admitting that his best mate's mum qualified as a ‘ Mother I'd Like to piece of ass ’, but it was honest, at least as far as Josh was concerned. She was thirty-six and really pretty, with hanker blond hair and a curvaceous soundbox ; decent tits and a tight arse. She did salsa, zumba and cardio classes 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 sign of the zodiac quite a lot, so he got to see Angie a lot, too. He wasn't about to spoil that.

He first felt horny looking at Angie when he was about fourteen. Their vertebral column garden met the position of Josh's, round behind the service department. He would stand at the fencing talking to Deano during the summer holidays when his mum would come in outside in a skimpy bikini and sunbathe where Josh could see her. He was sure she wasn't doing it to deliberately make a fourteen-year-old boy tactile property horny, but that was the effect she had on him anyway.

Deano's dad kept a stash of smut magazine in the garage until Angie found them, and Deano used to add them to Josh. They would often talk 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 little girl in the mags. He'd kill him !

This summer pause from college was one of the raging on record. Deano and Josh spent quite a bit of time sunbathing in Deano's back garden, and Angie joined them on many occasions. 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 hard-on in front line of her when he was supposed to be talking to Deano.

Deano went fishing with his dad early one Sabbatum cockcrow, leaving Josh at a liberate 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 offering to do it for her.

He stripped off down to his shorts to function on his tan while he got on with it. He hated gardening, and would never cut the grass at family, but this was for Angie.

Even though it was still quite early the sun was hot, and he had started to perspire by the time he'd finished. Angie was in the kitchen and beckoned him to go inside. She had a large glass of lemonade with hatful of ice waiting for him.

"Thank you so much for doing the garden for me ”. She smiled at him and his head 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 facial expression and back, making him feel about six.

"You're all sweaty"she said."Why don't you nip upstairs for a quick shower ? There are plenty of towels in the bathroom. I'm just going to change into my two-piece and sunbathe for a bit. cum and link up 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 second gear later, thinking that if he walked into her bedroom right now he would probably beguile her naked. He would take her in his arms and osculate her, and then they'd downslope onto the bed and pass the rest of the day having sex.

He went straight into the bathroom, locked the doorway 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 slope by incline, facing the sun, but sheltered from the position of neighbor by her garage on one English and the six-foot high hedge on the former. The fence at the bottom of the garden was only four-foot high, but it backed onto Josh's garden. His parents were away for the day. It was a totally secret spot.

They were alone, and Angie looked stunning, lying there in her skimpy red bikini with her eyes closed. She was already a lovely nicety of favorable brown, and her skin glistened with suntan lotion. He couldn't help wondering if her skin was still whitish white beneath her Bikini. His cock asked itself the Same enquiry, so he laid down on his presence immediately and began thinking very hard about how Deano's fishing trip might be going.

A little later, he was laid on his dorsum 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 chalk. It looked like it contained lager. It wasn't even eleven in the morning. Then she picked up a looking glass 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 nothing, because he couldn't think of anything to say, and took a recollective boozing. She was still looking at him."You're more than mature than Dean, aren't you ? He would never mow the lawn for me."

"I wouldn't do it at home, either"he replied without thinking, and she laughed.

"Perhaps not"she said. He blushed, and mentally kicked himself.

They went back to sunbathing in muteness. A few minutes later she sat up."Time to work on my back, I think ; would you do the laurels ?"

He opened his eyes and saw that she was holding a bottleful of suntan lotion out for him. He sat up and took it. She turned so that she was sat with her book binding to him. She took two striation from her carpus, tying her hair in loose bunches and pulling them forward over her shoulder joint so that he wouldn't get lotion on them. He hesitated. She reached up and undid the lean red string behind her neck. He squirted lotion into one hand, squeezing too severe and getting too much. He hesitated again. She waited patiently. He rubbed his decoration together to scatter the lotion and tentatively put his hands on her shoulders. She didn't react. He slowly began moving, spreading the application across her shoulder and down her back, rubbing gently in circuit. Her tegument was so soft and smooth, and warm. Massaging her was turning him on.

As he reached her bikini strap she told him to draw in it away from her and get his finger underneath it so he didn't young lady anywhere. He was very thrifty not to go too far around the position, and then worked his way down her depress back. When he got to her sash, she said the Same again ; that he should put his fingerbreadth inside a little, so he didn't leave anywhere uncovered. She must sustain been capable to finger his manus shaking as his fingertips skimmed lightly across the crease at the top of her bum, and his marrow was thumping so hard he could almost see it jumping out of his chest.

When he stopped she laid down on her forepart and asked him to do it again in type he'd missed anywhere. He realised he'd stopped breathing at some point 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 sense too embarrassed and was really starting to bask it. He got off his lounger and knelt down beside her, so he didn't have to reach over too far.

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

Josh's men didder so much he fumbled his world-class attempt and had to try again. There was no tan-line. Angie's back was golden-brown all over. He wondered if her movement was, too. He began massaging the lotion in again and quickly got into his footstep. He was beginning to relax and enjoy it. His pinch became more confident, and he began to get physically aroused. When the lotion began to dry in, she turned her head to nerve him and said"why don't I rub some on your back ? You don't want to combust, either."

He stopped rubbing her back and hesitated, panicked really, for a brief second. He quickly turned away from her. Had she noticed the tenting in the front 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 comment. She began rubbing lotion into his shoulders and down his back, and he had never known anything flavor as skilful as the contact of her hired hand on his body. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't refastened her bikini top for her. Was she sat topless behind him ? Should he find an alibi to look behind him ? He felt his erecting stiffen. As Angie reached his humiliated back she slipped her fingers inside his cincture like he had for her. She was almost rubbing his bum-cheeks, and his cock lurched again, straining severe against his short pants. He would have to be very careful how he got back on the reclining chair 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 genteel boy who had been very honorable friends with Dean all their spirit. She didn't know his parents much and had only really talked to pass the time of day or make arranging for the laddie as they grew up.

And now they were almost full-grown men. At her pressure, Josh had been calling her Angie rather than ‘ Deano's mum'or ‘ Mrs Deano'for a while, now. Dean was maturing slower than Josh. He was quieter, less physical, and just to a lesser extent manly generally. Josh had clearly started to shave fairly regularly if not yet daily, but that still seemed some time off for Dean. Josh was clearly more muscular and athletic, too. He had a secure 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 clock time ago. His eubstance was piano and overweight these days, not firm and list like Josh's. His energy and enthusiasm for life had slowly and quietly ebbed away too, until he only seemed matter to in fishing now, which required relatively slight effort.

Sex was very hit-and-miss, and over fairly quickly, which was often a approving as it had become so routine and boring now. She had tried various matter to spice up it up, but with small success. He just didn't seem interested anymore, which is probably why this handsome, fit young man with an erection seemed so appealing to her all of a sudden.

She had known for quite some meter that Josh fancied her. Discretion was never a firm decimal point for teenage boys, or most men for that matter. She had seen him looking at her many meter but had never embarrassed him by letting him bed she had caught him doing it.

Several years 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 object of his desires in those alone consequence. The thought gave her a tingle. It was flattering to know that even at thirty-six she might still be attractive to young men in their sexual flower. What a shame that they didn't have the experience to use their sexual muscularity to its entire 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 overt reaction to touching her body. She had enjoyed him touching her too, which is why she had asked him in the first gear post. It was her little ‘ guilty pleasure'for today. She wondered how he'd react if she reached around and began rubbing lotion into his stomach and then let one handwriting slowly move down to caress him through his shorts.

Would he alternate up and run away, never to call round of drinks again ? It was certainly possible, and that would be a shame. Would he do null and just let her relate him, simply because he wouldn't know what else to do ? That was perhaps more in all likelihood. Could she then slip her manus down inside his shorts and touch him properly, slowly and gently bringing him to full-of-the-moon foreplay ? Would he cum in his boxers on first contact ? As far as she knew, Josh and dean were both Virgo.

Would that draw her the predatory painter, using his strong young body for her own need, or would she be the educator, gently teaching him and sharing mutual pleasure… ?

Her erotic imaginings were interrupted by the phone ringing in the theater."shit ! Sorry,"she apologised for her language immediately. She got up, smiling as she noticed that Josh carefully kept his spine to her and laid typeface down on his lounger.

He was disappointed that she had stopped and gone inside, but relieved at the same clock time. Maybe his hard-on would consume worn off by the time she came back out.

She was gone quite a while, and he had relaxed and turned on his back again by the meter she returned to the garden."Sorry about that,"she said as she lay down on her mope, 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 bosom, she asked him"would you mind if I take my top off ? I like to tan all over. It's okey if you don't want me too, though. I don't want you to feel embarrassed."

His mind froze for a moment.

"Err, well, no. I-I mean, 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 mind ?"she said as she turned her back to him momentarily, smiling to herself as she did.

His workforce shook again, as he unfastened her top, and then he quickly laid back and closed his oculus. 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 okey to look Josh. When a woman takes her top off in public, she understands that men will look at her. She might even be a little offended if they didn't."

He didn't reply. He couldn't ; the lump in his throat prevented him. He swallowed severe and opened his eyes, looking at her sideways, with barely a turn of his top dog. He thought he might actually die at that present moment. His nub had stopped beating, he was sure enough. He was trapped. He couldn't blink, or close his middle again, or search away. clip was suspended.

"Let's get past this consequence, 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 breasts were beautiful ; at least as beautiful as any he had seen in the magazine. They were as tanned as the rest period of her body.

"tinge them."That caught his attention. His eyes flew up to suffer hers.

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

"It's okay. I'd like you to. We can both unwind and savour sunbathing again once you've got preceding your curiosity."

He didn't motility. He wanted to, but he couldn't. She reached out and took both of his hands, placing them gently on her breasts. He swallowed hard, still staring at them, and she saw the little drift in the nominal head of his trunks. This might get interesting, she thought.

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

"That palpate squeamish, Josh. I like the way you touch me,"she heard herself say. It was reliable, 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 swelling in his boxers now, and she definitely liked that. That's what she was thinking !

He had never seen or touched anything as exquisitely beautiful and erotic as Angie's breasts. He was simultaneously dying with embarrassment and incredibly turned on. He had fantasised about this countless meter but had never considered for a mo that it could actually materialise - 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 manus now frozen in shoes, 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 thinking. I promise I won't be offended."

He swallowed, and his face flushed."You've got awful bosom"he said, ineffective to look at her.

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

Angie stood, took his hand, and led him indoors up to her bedroom. He didn't resist. He was barely able to think, he wanted her so a great deal. In the bedroom she turned to look him. She put his hands on her waist and reached up on her tiptoes to kiss him on the lip, just once. His whole body was fixed."Relax, it's okay. Just copy me."

She kissed him again ; a slow, lingering snog this time, until she felt his rim finally responding to hers. She continued kissing him and moved closer, pressing herself against his bare chest, and running her fingers through his fuzz. She felt him unbend all at once, taking her in his blazon properly and kissing her enthusiastically. His hard-on pressed firmly against her, still trapped in his shorts.

He learned quickly. She let her tongue dart briefly across his lips and felt him melt into her. She did it again, gradually letting her spit get bolder as he followed her lead, 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 fair sex 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 stiff, held down by his shorts, that it was getting abominable. He felt unbelievably horny but terrified at the Lapp time. He didn't dare do anything unless she did it to him first. The endure thing he wanted to do was scandalize her and pass water her stop, but he didn't want to appear clueless either. Whatever she did he concentrated on really hard ; what was she doing ? How was she doing it ? Then he did his in force to copy it exactly, hoping this would never hold back but, at the same clock time, hoping she was going to hurry up and make him fuck her. Was that really going to pass off ? He could barely hold in his excitement.

She stepped back and knelt down in strawman of him, taking hold of his waistband."You're going to do yourself an harm if we don't set him give up,"she said softly as she slowly pulled his shorts down. His shaft sprang to care the minute it was released and came to remain pointing almost vertically at the ceiling."Oh my word, you've got a beautiful turncock, and it looks so heavy ! Can I touch it ?"she asked, looking up at him with big Brown University eyes.

He swallowed hard and nodded, not trusting himself to speak. Very gently, she curled her fingers around his hot, rigid shaft, one-half expecting him to lose restraint and irrupt all over her boldness at any moment. She heard him gasp and immerse again. With her human face still just inches away from his rooster, she slowly began to jack off him, not daring to move too quickly yet. Josh watched the unanimous 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 ballock and stroked him a little quicker and more firmly. He closed his eyes and his respiration quickened noticeably. Without breaking her rhythm, she stood up, and asked him to touch her again. He opened his eyes and fondled her breasts more confidently now, even teasing her nipples with his fingerbreadth. They quickly became erect.

"I want you to imbibe them for me. Let's lie down,"she whispered. They broke striking briefly to get on the bed, and then his back talk was on her, kissing, licking, sucking, nibbling and exploring. It was her tour to gasp and suspire with joy now, while she continued to gently masturbate him.

Eventually she stopped and removed her two-piece bottoms."Look at me, Josh. Touch me there, too. assume your time."

She was shaved smooth. His trace was tentative at first. She moved so that he was between her thigh and parted her now-moist lip for him."Put your finger's breadth in me."

He was very gentle and considerate ; almost too a good deal so, and she wanted to state him to be more vigorous, but of course of study he didn't know what he was doing yet. She was thirsty for him, but knew she had to yield him clip. She guided first one and then two of his finger into her, showing him what to do, and where to apply the pressure. She moved her pelvic arch and moaned softly to bespeak her approval. He was getting better all the time.

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

Josh had been certainly he would cum too soon, and spoil everything, but he was concentrating so hard now he forgot all about it. Touching her between her legs and inside her felt indescribably good. And then she started moaning and writhing about. Was she just doing that for his sake, or was he really making her feel good ? He hoped that was true, because he wanted to please her so a great deal, and desperately didn't want to let her down.



When he began rhythmically stroking her button, just as she had shown him, the military posture 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 stop ! Don't full point ! You're going to make me cum…"

Suddenly she was crying out, and then bit later she was telling him to finish. She laid back and relaxed, her eyes smiling at him so warmly."Oh, that was amazing, 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 back, straddled him, and kissed him.

Supporting her system of weights above him, she reached down between her thighs and guided the tip of his cock into position, ready to impale herself on him. Looking at him, and smiling as she held his regard, she slowly lowered herself down onto him, taking him fully inside her. He moaned loudly at the extraordinary sensation.

"praise,"she whispered."Now you're a man."Rolling her hips expertly, she rode him, enjoying the feel of his foresighted knockout putz moving inside her. She didn't mind if she made him cum now, and she was pretty certain that he wouldn't mind either, judgment by the expressions of sheer pleasance and incredulous delight on his face as he squeezed and caressed her breasts.

To his cite he didn't cum, and Angie soon found herself cumming again instead. As her orgasm hit its meridian she sat still, hoping Josh could feel her internal muscles spasming against his inflexible ray."Oh God, can you sense that ? Oh yes, can you sense my pussy cumming all over your lovely dick ?"

He nodded. He could feel both the pulsation and the wetness, and it felt amazing. He was having the intimately metre 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 crook now, lover boy. Fuck me. Cum in me."

He didn't need any further boost and began eagerly thrusting into her with a speed and exuberance she hadn't experienced in years. His proficiency and timing weren't brilliant, but she didn't maintenance. She was having the time of her life, too. She caressed his firm Cy Young trunk as he clumsily slammed himself into her at a excited pace, 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 important it was that he didn't just roll off a daughter as soon as he'd cum in her.

"Don't make her feeling used. Keep kissing and cuddling her, Josh, and telling her how much she means to you, as long as it's true - don't ever lie - but washed-out quality meter straight after ; it will pay dividends, I promise."

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

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

She pulled him under the spray and after lathering her own hired hand, she handed him the soap."Let's wash off each other,"she said, running her hands over his bureau. Predictably, he washed her breasts first, which made her giggle, but then he moved on. Her body felt fellow to him now, and he took his time exploring every column inch of her as he washed her. He even crouched down to moisten her metrical unit and between her toes, which tickled her. Then it was her bout to lave him. She deliberately left his manhood until net, concern to see what would come about. As she caressed his cock and stroked his balls with soapy hands, she said"go on, wash my tits again. I like you doing that."

She quickly got the answer she had hoped for ; another iron-hard erection. Oh, the joy of youth, she thought to herself, as she rinsed the goop off him.

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

He gasped loudly and moaned under his breath as he watched her work on him with her finger, lips and knife. This was incredible ; his gorgeous sexy Angie was actually sucking his prick, and it felt fantastic. Just as suddenly, she stopped and stood up. Turning to put her custody on the tile wall, she thrust her bottom towards him."Fuck 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 waist and began pumping his hips rapidly, until she calmed him down."Slow down a little… that's better… it's not a airstream ; it's a pleasure to be experienced together. Make sure you stop before you cum."

He quickly learned the pleasance of taking his time and enjoying it, rather than just going for it, and didn't stop until he felt an climax approaching. When he pulled away from her she led him back to bed and lay back with her ramification spread wide. She spent the next ten minutes teaching him how to make her cum using his sassing and clapper, and was well rewarded for her patience.

They laid together kissing, cuddling, and exploring each other for a spell, and Angie made sure she kept him erect with perpetual caresses, not that it was hard to do. Occasionally she masturbated him vigorously, being deliberate not to let him cum, and allowing him to cool 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 muddied beef ?"

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

"I want you to do something to me."

"Hmm ?"

"Would you like to fuck my boldness and cum in my mouthpiece ?"

"Oh wow, yes please"he exclaimed, the look on his face a mix of stupor and delight."That sounds full. I'm not sure how to do it, but if you show me I'll definitely give it a go."

"It's well-to-do ; straddle my chest,"she explained while she propped her fountainhead up with pillows. Once he was in position she said"rightfield, all you do now is put your work force on the paries, put your cock in my mouth, and have intercourse me like that ‘ til you're done. Go as fast as you like. okeh ?"

"okey !"he exclaimed as he pushed his pelvic girdle forward and she took the tip of his hammer between her lips. He started slowly and found his rhythm method before gathering gait. It looked and felt astound, especially with Angie's big chocolate-brown oculus looking up at him the hale time, as if she were almost begging him to festinate up and unload in her sass. It didn't take long before he felt the comrade throbbing sensation, quickening every time. He pumped his pelvic girdle 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 various rapid spurt.

Angie moaned with pleasure as she enjoyed the intuitive feeling of his compact set hammer darting rapidly in and out of her backtalk, its swollen tip rubbing roughly against her lingua ; sucking on it as hard as she could until at last she felt the hot creamy gushes she'd been waiting for, as he came in her oral fissure and down her throat. She swallowed it down as quickly as she could to avoid strangulation and continued to suck him as he slowed down before eventually collapsing onto his side next to her, sighing with rich satisfaction.

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

She suddenly experienced a wave of guilt feelings crashing over her. She had just been treasonous to her husband for the first meter, and Josh was only a seventeen-year-old boy. However leave he had been, she had taken advantage of him just to satisfy her own want. As if all of that wasn't bad enough, the place was about to get a unanimous lot tough if he developed a potent emotional shackle with her. The conclusion thing she needed was for him to fall in making love with her, which was probably a serious danger right now.

"You know zip serious can fall of this Josh, don't you ? I'm married, and you're far too Cy Young for me. You mustn't expect us to do this again, and you mustn't surrender in love with me."

He looked hurt, so she tried to relent the blow."I'm not saying it will definitely never happen again. It might. It was certainly a wonderful experience, but you should condense on finding a lady friend of your own age now. I'm always here to give notice you about other daughter, 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 utter to a female child, 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. 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."

"Well, just make sure you keep today completely secret, especially from dean, and you never know."

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