My wife had asked me to ring Vivienne Kate Smith back to let her know if I could do her a favour. We had got to do it Vivienne quite well over the past few years as her son was at the same school day as mine. Both male child, now approaching their 20th birthday, had started university in conclusion 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-bodied to take some matter up to Finlay future time I was going to Leicester for piece of work, which I did every 3 weeks or so. I said yes, I'd be pleased to and that I was going up following Monday. We arranged that I would shout out in on my way up Monday dawn about 10am.
It was just before 9am when I rang her doorbell, Vivienne answered wearing a robe and slippers with her hair wrapped in a towel. She apologised saying she had just stepped out of the shower, I apologised for being early but wanted to get booked into my hotel before meeting up with my fellow. She asked me in and said she would get the things for Finlay ready.
I noticed that she was alone, her married man bell ringer normally worked form home. He's away again she said, two week in China this clock time. 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 lady with shoulder length brown hairsbreadth, nice trope considering she'd had two kids.
As she came down she had not changed out of her robe and I caught a glance her pitch-black flip-flop, 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 duet of books some sweets, chocolate and hair product. Also, some expensive looking aspect pick. Finlay had always taken charge of his coming into court so it wasn't a surprise to my married woman or me close yr 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 drinks company we were at.
She thanked me again for taking these things for her, I put my mitt 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 mouth. I pulled her in for a nuzzle asking what was wrongly.
Through tears and sniffles she explained that cross had virtually disowned Finlay after he had come out, and that former than driving him to Leicester for the commencement of full term he didn't want to chat him. Vivienne went on to say that she couldn't travel up there herself as there was no one to front after Judas her untested son. I told her not to worry and that before she knew it term would be over and Finlay would be home for Christmas. She hugged me tightly and said she wished scratch was so understanding.
I am only about 6 inches tall than Vivienne so when she looked up at me our faces were end, before I knew it she was kissing me quite gently but with real number meaning. I pulled away momentarily and then kissed her back. My men roaming over he back and discovering the flip-flop, I slipped my finger underneath it and grabbed her right bum boldness.
Within a few hour Vivienne had dragged me into the waiting area, pushed me onto the couch and was wrestling with my whack. As she did so she was talking really quickly saying that Deutschmark and her didn't have a loving kinship and she hadn't had sex in over 2 geezerhood.
Once my belt was undone she took my pant off, then she stood and undid the knock on her robe, it fell to the floor, she kicked off her skidder and tore the towel from her head. In this time, I managed to hold off my shoes, socks, trousers and was unbuttoning my shirt to reveal my hairy chest. Vivienne sighed as she put her look against me and begged me to make honey to her. We were like teen on heat and it wasn't long before she was bouncing up and down on my putz grunting like a woman possessed. I had had a vasectomy so ploughed on fucking her until I came inscrutable 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 friend to buff. Her face fell again and she gabbled on about being distressing and what if our better half found out. I stood up and held her tightly saying it was alright, understandable under the circumstances. With the pressure, she was under no one could blame her. I reassured her that I can go on a closed book and that no one would determine what happened from me.
After she calmed down we dressed and she saw me to the room access, gave me a kiss on the cheek and said she hoped she hadn't ruined our friendship. I once again told her it was fine and that I would let her sleep with how Finlay was later. She had written down Finlay's Mobile River number so I could arrange to degenerate off the box of goodies.
As I neared Leicester one of my piece of work colleagues called me to say that the encounter was postponed to tomorrow, I explained that I was already on my way and that I would last out the nighttime anyway and see them first affair.
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 grab a meal tonight, my treat. I knew what poor diet's bookman had and thought the opportunity of a good repast would be welcome. He texted back almost immediately and we arranged for me to foot him up at 6pm. I then hit the inhouse gym, pool and sauna and had a relaxing afternoon.
rush on 6pm I pulled up outside Finlay's student house, 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 overbold short-change sleeved shirt, his blonde fuzz was trimmed and tidy. I suggested we head back to my hotel as I could put the meal on disbursal and let work pay, then I would drop him back with his box of delicacy from his mum. He thanked me again for the offer and off we went.
Soon after we were sat down and with beer in mitt I quickly took a picture of him and we sent it to Vivienne with a myopic note of explanation. She replied saying that I had been too kind to her already and now to Finlay too. Finlay caught sight 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 variety to his mum. I told him that it was cypher. As the meal went on Finlay had two more beers, while I stuck to the water on the tabular array. He told me about how he was enjoying the row, he had made some sound friends and was happy at uni. I asked him if he had made any particular friend yet, giving him a cheeky grin. He said not yet but there were some better-looking bozo on the sports squad, we laughed. He told me that although his roommate was cognisant he was gay he didn't want to get a reputation for bringing guys back, so having"fun"was tricky.
I remained tranquillise 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 fill a guy and if I was up here for piece of work he could use my room to experience his fun in. As he blushed again I noticed how blue his eyes are. He replied and said that he was grateful for my offer, he dropped his head and said he would love to be able-bodied to take aim me up on it.
We finished the meal in secrecy, I paid and said let's go and collect his box from my room and then I would run him back to his digs. As we walked down the corridor Finlay didn't tone at me once, so when we reached my way I asked him if I had offended him and if I had I was very no-count. 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 border of the bed and looked at me, he paused, swallowed and then said again that the guys at Uni weren't his eccentric. He paused again and said he liked older guys.
The secrecy in the room was deafening as I slowly tried to sympathise what Finlay meant. Then like a smacking in the face it hit me and I found myself lost for words. In a Wyrd repetition situation to this morning Finlay began to cry like his female parent had done that dawning. Whether it was me being paternal or something inscrutable 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 reliever on his face was clear to see. My emotions were running wild. In my past I had been with guys, but nothing since I had met my married woman and that was over 25 years ago. This prison term Finlay took the lead and laid me on the bed, he immediately began to get hold of my brake shoe and windsock off, then turned to my whack and trouser. Once they were off he carefully unbuttoned my shirt and ran his fingers 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 wearing apparel. As each while came off he revealed more and Sir Thomas More of his beautiful toned young body. Finally, as he slipped off his pugilist shorts I could see his tan pedigree and his set up hairless liquid cock. Now he said I want to see your prick. I looked down and my prick was tenting in my pants, he pulled them off with a flick and my putz 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.
kiss me again I said, then suck my cock. He kissed me quickly then sucked my hammer into his back talk and swirled his tongue around and around. I looked down and laughed out loud thinking that only a matter of hours earlier my putz had been inside his mother's pussy. H estopped sucking and asked me what was so rummy. I just said I was laughing at my chance. I told him to carry on but not to bear to be going home soon.
Part 2 if you like it .