My married woman had asked me to ring Vivienne Joseph Smith back to let her know if I could do her a favour. We had got to know Vivienne quite well over the by few class as her son was at the Lapp schooltime as mine. Both male child, 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 oneself. She explained that my wife suggested I might be able-bodied to take some things up to Finlay next prison term I was going to Leicester for work, 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 address in on my way up Mon morning about 10am.
It was just before 9am when I rang her doorbell, 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 rain shower, I apologised for being early but wanted to get booked into my hotel before meeting up with my colleagues. She asked me in and said she would get the thing for Finlay ready.
I noticed that she was alone, her married man Mark normally worked imprint home. He's away again she said, two calendar week in China this sentence. 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 Robert Brown hair, nice public figure considering she'd had two kids.
As she came down she had not changed out of her gown and I caught a glimpse her Joseph Black thong, not seeable from behind as it was deeply between her bum cheeks. Here we are she said, showing me the box and its contents. A couple of Word some sweets, deep brown and whisker product. Also, some expensive looking face cream. Finlay had always taken care 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 drunkenness party we were at.
She thanked me again for taking these thing for her, I put my handwriting on her shoulder 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 words left my back talk. I pulled her in for a nest asking what was unseasonable.
Through tears and sniffles she explained that fall guy had virtually disowned Finlay after he had come out, and that other than driving him to Leicestershire for the starting time of full term he didn't want to jaw him. Vivienne went on to say that she couldn't travelling up there herself as there was no one to look after Saint Jude her new son. I told her not to interest and that before she knew it terminus would be over and Finlay would be dwelling for Christmas. She hugged me tightly and said she wished Mark was so sympathise.
I am only about 6 inch marvellous 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 real meaning. I pulled away momentarily and then kissed her back. My mitt roaming over he back and discovering the thong, I slipped my finger underneath it and grabbed her justly bum face.
Within a few second Vivienne had dragged me into the lounge, pushed me onto the lounge and was wrestling with my whack. As she did so she was talking really quickly saying that Mark and her didn't have a loving kinship and she hadn't had sex in over 2 years.
Once my whack was ruined she took my trousers off, then she stood and undid the belt on her robe, it fell to the floor, she kicked off her slider and tore the towel from her brain. In this time, I managed to take off my shoes, socks, pant and was unbuttoning my shirt to reveal my hairy chest. Vivienne sighed as she put her face against me and begged me to stool love to her. We were same stripling on heating system 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 one-fourth of an hr to go from booster to lover. Her font 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 very well, intelligible under the circumstances. With the insistency, she was under no one could blame her. I reassured her that I can keep a secret and that no one would memorize what happened from me.
After she calmed down we dressed and she saw me to the door, gave me a kiss on the impertinence and said she hoped she hadn't ruined our friendship. I once again told her it was hunky-dory and that I would let her jazz how Finlay was later. She had written down Finlay's mobile number 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 merging was postponed to tomorrow, I explained that I was already on my way and that I would stay put the night anyway and see them low thing.
After reaching the hotel I booked in and carried my stuff to my room. Then I sent Finlay a text asking him if he'd like to take hold of a meal tonight, my goody. I knew what wretched diet's scholarly person had and thought the probability of a good meal would be welcome. He texted back almost immediately and we arranged for me to nibble him up at 6pm. I then hit the inhouse gym, puddle and sauna and had a relaxing afternoon.
Bang on 6pm I pulled up out of doors Finlay's student theatre, he was waiting in the doorway 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 hurt inadequate sleeved shirt, his blond hair was trimmed and tidy. I suggested we head back to my hotel as I could put the repast on expenses and let body of work pay, then I would sink him back with his box of delicacy from his mum. He thanked me again for the pass 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 brusque line of explanation. She replied saying that I had been too kind to her already and now to Finlay too. Finlay caught quite a little 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 variety to his mum. I told him that it was zippo. As the meal went on Finlay had two Sir Thomas More beers, while I stuck to the water on the table. He told me about how he was enjoying the trend, he had made some unspoilt friends and was happy at uni. I asked him if he had made any special supporter 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 aware he was gay he didn't want to get a report for bringing guy cable 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 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 room to have his fun in. As he blushed again I noticed how blueish his eye are. He replied and said that he was grateful for my offer, he dropped his headspring and said he would love to be able to take me up on it.
We finished the repast in silence, I paid and said let's go and gather up his box from my way and then I would run him back to his barb. As we walked down the corridor Finlay didn't look at me once, so when we reached my elbow 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 guy rope at Uni weren't his eccentric. He paused again and said he liked senior guys.
The silence in the way was deafening as I slowly tried to understand what Finlay meant. Then like a smacking in the aspect it hit me and I found myself lost for quarrel. In a weird repetition situation to this morning Finlay began to cry like his mother had done that aurora. 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 up. Then he pulled back and looked at me, we kissed very concisely and then kissed again.
The easement on his typeface was gain to see. My emotions were running wild. In my past I had been with guys, but nothing since I had met my wife and that was over 25 long time ago. This time Finlay took the steer and laid me on the bed, he immediately began to contract my horseshoe and socks off, then turned to my bash and trouser. Once they were off he carefully unbuttoned my shirt and ran his finger 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 disinvest off all his clothes. As each piece came off he revealed Thomas More and more of his beautiful toned new consistency. Finally, as he slipped off his packer boxershorts I could see his tan line and his erect hairless smooth cock. Now he said I want to see your cock. I looked down and my cock was tenting in my pants, he pulled them off with a flick and my cock 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.
osculation me again I said, then soak up my cock. He kissed me quickly then sucked my rooster into his mouth and swirled his tongue around and around. I looked down and laughed out loud cerebration that only a matter of hour earlier my putz had been inside his mother's kitty-cat. 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 await to be going home soon.
Part 2 if you like it .