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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 for the college. He was fit, solid and sizeable, and his older sister's mates thought he was quite good-looking, in a ‘ cute'kind of way. He hated that Logos. For whatever reason, he just lacked confidence with female child. He went shiny red and couldn't think of anything to say whenever he got near a missy he fancied. Being a virgin was the pits.

He'd heard the other guy going on about all the girl 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 confabulate up a girl and get her into bed.

At least his Best Paraguay tea, Deano, was trash with lady friend too. They hung out all the metre, except when Deano went fishing with his dad, which was a couple of weekends a month. He got on okay with Deano's dad, but his mum, Angie - wow ! She was a actual milf - hotter than a lot of the ones you see on websites. It was weird admitting that his unspoiled better half's mum qualified as a ‘ Mother I'd Like to piece of tail ’, but it was avowedly, at to the lowest degree as far as Josh was concerned. She was thirty-six and really pretty, with farsighted blond hairsbreadth and a stacked body ; nice mamilla and a smashed stern. She did salsa, zumba and cardio classes to continue 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 home 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 XIV. Their back garden met the side of Josh's, round of drinks behind the garage. He would stand at the fencing talking to Deano during the summer holidays when his mum would do 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 feel horny, but that was the outcome she had on him anyway.

Deano's dad kept a hoard of porno mags in the garage until Angie found them, and Deano used to bring them to Josh. They would often spill about which missy 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 magazine. He'd kill him !

This summer prison-breaking from college was one of the hottest on disk. Deano and Josh spent quite a bit of fourth dimension sunbathing in Deano's back garden, and Angie joined them on many occasions. She was really skillful 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 strawman 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 liberal end. That's how he found himself mowing the plump for 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 short pants to work on his tan while he got on with it. He hated gardening, and would never cut the grass at home base, but this was for Angie.

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

"Thank you so much for doing the garden for me ”. She smiled at him and his brain melted."Sit here and cool down for a bit."She patted the can next to hers at the breakfast bar. Then she picked up a towel and rubbed his face 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 hatful of towels in the bath. I'm just going to change into my bikini and sunbathe for a bit. seminal fluid 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 endorsement later, thinking that if he walked into her sleeping accommodation right now he would probably grab her naked. He would train her in his weapon system and buss her, and then they'd Fall onto the bed and spend 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 incline by side, facing the sun, but sheltered from the view of neighbor by her garage on one slope and the six-foot high up hedge on the former. The fence at the ass 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 private spot.

They were alone, and Angie looked stunning, lying there in her skimpy red bikini with her eyes closed. She was already a endearing specter of golden brown, and her skin glistened with sunburn application. He couldn't avail wondering if her pelt was still whitish white beneath her bikini. His turncock asked itself the same question, so he laid down on his battlefront 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 result and passed him another shabu. It looked like it contained lager. It wasn't even eleven in the first light. Then she picked up a trash 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 zilch, because he couldn't think of anything to say, and took a long drinkable. 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 household, either"he replied without thinking, 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."prison term to work on my back, I think ; would you do the honours ?"

He opened his eyes and saw that she was holding a bottle of tan application out for him. He sat up and took it. She turned so that she was sat with her backbone to him. She took two dance band from her radiocarpal joint, tying her whisker in let loose Bunche and pulling them forward over her shoulders so that he wouldn't get lotion on them. He hesitated. She reached up and undid the thin red string behind her neck. He squirted application into one deal, squeezing too hard and getting too much. He hesitated again. She waited patiently. He rubbed his palms together to spread the lotion and tentatively put his hands on her shoulder joint. She didn't react. He slowly began moving, spreading the lotion across her shoulders and down her back, rubbing gently in circles. Her cutis was so soft and smooth, and warm. Massaging her was turning him on.

As he reached her Bikini shoulder strap she told him to pull it away from her and get his fingers underneath it so he didn't miss anywhere. He was very careful not to go too far around the sides, and then worked his way down her scummy dorsum. When he got to her waistband, she said the same again ; that he should put his fingers inside a lilliputian, so he didn't leave anywhere uncovered. She must consume been capable to feel his work force shaking as his fingertips skimmed lightly across the crease at the top of her bum, and his heart was thumping so hard he could almost see it jumping out of his thorax.

When he stopped she laid down on her front and asked him to do it again in subject 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 own liked and started again. She was facing away from him, so he didn't feel too embarrassed and was really starting to enjoy it. He got off his reclining chair and knelt down beside her, so he didn't have to accomplish over too far.

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

Josh's workforce shook so much he fumbled his inaugural attack and had to try again. There was no tan-line. Angie's back was golden-brown all over. He wondered if her front was, too. He began massaging the lotion in again and quickly got into his stride. He was beginning to slack up and delight it. His jot became more confident, and he began to get physically aroused. When the lotion began to dry in, she turned her mind to face him and said"why don't I rub some on your back ? You don't want to burn down, either."

He stopped rubbing her spine and hesitated, panicked really, for a abbreviated second base. 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 genu, 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 shoulder joint and down his rear, and he had never known anything feel as dependable as the soupcon of her manus on his soundbox. He suddenly remembered that he hadn't refastened her bikini top for her. Was she sat topless behind him ? Should he find an self-justification to look behind him ? He felt his hard-on stiffen. As Angie reached his lower back she slipped her fingers inside his waistband like he had for her. She was almost rubbing his bum-cheeks, and his cock lurched again, straining gruelling against his short. He would have to be very heedful how he got back on the mope 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 polite boy who had been very salutary friends with James Dean all their living. She didn't know his parents much and had only really talked to pass the clip of day or clear arrangements for the lads as they grew up.

And now they were almost full-grown men. At her insistence, Josh had been calling her Angie rather than ‘ Deano's mum'or ‘ Mrs Deano'for a while, now. James Byron Dean was maturing boring than Josh. He was quieter, less strong-arm, and just less manly generally. Josh had clearly started to shave fairly regularly if not yet daily, but that still seemed some meter off for Dean. Josh was clearly more muscular and athletic, too. He had a good body on him, she mused as she applied the lotion. Nice bum, too !

Her married man Don had been quite athletic in his day, and she liked men like that, but that had been a foresighted sentence ago. His torso was indulgent and fleshy these daylight, not business firm and tend like Josh's. His energy and enthusiasm for life had slowly and quietly ebbed away too, until he only seemed interested in fishing now, which required relatively niggling effort.

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

She had known for quite some time that Josh fancied her. circumspection was never a strong full stop for teenage boys, or most men for that matter. She had seen him looking at her many sentence but had never embarrassed him by letting him know she had caught him doing it.

Several years earlier she had become mindful that, like all teenage boy, James Dean had started masturbating. She realised that Josh must do it too and wondered if she had ever been the physical object of his desires in those nongregarious here and now. The thought gave her a thrill. It was flattering to know that even at 36 she might still be attractive to unseasoned men in their sexual prime quantity. What a shame that they didn't have the experience to use their sexual energy to its full-of-the-moon advantage.

She smiled to herself as she pictured the growing hard-on she had seen in Josh's shorts just before he had quickly turned away, clearly embarrassed by his open reaction to touching her organic structure. She had enjoyed him touching her too, which is why she had asked him in the first off place. It was her little ‘ guilty pleasure'for today. She wondered how he'd react if she reached around and began rubbing lotion into his abdomen and then let one hired hand slowly move down to caress him through his shorts.

Would he jump up and run away, never to prognosticate round again ? It was certainly possible, and that would be a shame. Would he do cypher and just let her touch him, simply because he wouldn't know what else to do ? That was perhaps more probably. Could she then slip her helping hand down inside his boxershorts and touch him properly, slowly and gently bringing him to total foreplay ? Would he cum in his drawers on first contact ? As far as she knew, Josh and James Byron Dean were both virgins.

Would that make her the predatory cougar, using his unattackable young body for her own pauperism, or would she be the educator, gently teaching him and sharing common pleasure… ?

Her erotic imaginings were interrupted by the phone ringing in the house."tinker's dam ! Sorry,"she apologised for her language immediately. She got up, smiling as she noticed that Josh carefully kept his back to her and position font down on his lounger.

He was disappointed that she had stopped and gone inside, but relieved at the like time. Maybe his erection would make worn off by the time she came back out.

She was gone quite a while, and he had relaxed and turned on his cover again by the time she returned to the garden."Sorry about that,"she said as she lay down on her mope, on her cover. 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 tits, 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 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 kind of you. Would you heed ?"she said as she turned her back to him momentarily, smiling to herself as she did.

His hands 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 cheek flushed a little, and not from the heat of the day.

"You know, it's okay to calculate Josh. When a charwoman takes her top off in populace, she understands that men will seem at her. She might even be a small appall if they didn't."

He didn't response. He couldn't ; the ball in his throat prevented him. He swallowed hard and opened his eyes, looking at her sideways, with barely a turn of his head. He thought he might actually die at that mo. His gist had stopped beating, he was for sure. He was trapped. He couldn't blink, or fold his eyes again, or look away. clip was suspended.

"Let's get past this import, 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 optic off her. Her chest were beautiful ; at least as beautiful as any he had seen in the powder store. They were as tanned as the relief of her body.

"Touch them."That caught his aid. His eyes flew up to meet hers.

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

"It's OK. I'd like you to. We can both decompress and revel sunbathing again once you've got by 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 breasts. He swallowed hard, still staring at them, and she saw the rebuff crusade in the figurehead of his shorts. This might get interesting, she thought.

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

"That finger decent, Josh. I like the way you touch me,"she heard herself say. It was true, but she couldn't quite trust she was saying it. Where was she taking this ? What on worldly concern was she thinking ? There was a trenchant bulge in his trunks 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 superfluity and incredibly turned on. He had fantasised about this countless time but had never considered for a moment that it could actually happen - she was Deano's mum !

"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 hands 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 spouse, is it ? Telling me exactly what you're thought. I promise I won't be offended."

He swallowed, and his grimace flushed."You've got awing tits"he said, ineffective to look at her.

She laughed."Thank you. I know you mean it, now. Come 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 much. In the bedchamber she turned to face him. She put his bridge player on her shank and reached up on her tiptoes to buss him on the lips, just once. His completely organic structure was stiff."Relax, it's okay. Just copy me."

She kissed him again ; a slow, lingering kiss this clock time, until she felt his lips finally responding to hers. She continued kissing him and moved closer, pressing herself against his bare pectus, and running her fingers through his hair. She felt him relax all at once, taking her in his arm properly and kissing her enthusiastically. His erection 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 charwoman he had ever seen, and she was showing him what to do. She obviously wanted to sustain sex with him, and his erection was so stiff, held down by his shorts, that it was getting painful. He felt unbelievably horny but terrified at the Same clip. He didn't dare do anything unless she did it to him first. The last thing he wanted to do was go against her and take a leak 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 best to re-create it exactly, hoping this would never stop but, at the same sentence, hoping she was going to hurry up and make him fuck her. Was that really going to happen ? He could barely contain his excitement.

She stepped back and knelt down in forepart of him, taking appreciation of his waistband."You're going to do yourself an injury if we don't set him free,"she said softly as she slowly pulled his short down. His putz sprang to attending the moment it was released and came to rest pointing almost vertically at the ceiling."Oh my word, you've got a beautiful hammer, and it looks so hard ! Can I touch it ?"she asked, looking up at him with big brown eyes.

He swallowed heavily and nodded, not trusting himself to address. Very gently, she curled her finger around his hot, strict shaft, one-half expecting him to lose ascendency and detonate all over her face at any bit. She heard him gasp and swallow again. With her face still just inches away from his dick, she slowly began to fuck off him, not daring to move too quickly yet. Josh watched the whole time, without moving.



"Energy that feel good ?"She asked, looking up at him and smiling. He nodded."It feels much better when mortal else is doing it for you, doesn't it ?"He nodded again. She cupped his balls and stroked him a petty quicker and more firmly. He closed his centre and his breathing quickened noticeably. Without breaking her rhythm, she stood up, and asked him to tinge her again. He opened his eyes and fondled her white meat more confidently now, even teasing her nipples 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 suspire with pleasure now, while she continued to gently masturbate him.

Eventually she stopped and removed her bikini rear end."expression at me, Josh. adjoin me there, too. Take your time."

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

He was very mollify and considerate ; almost too much so, and she wanted to tell apart him to be more vigorous, but of class he didn't know what he was doing yet. She was hungry for him, but knew she had to move over him time. She guided first one and then two of his fingerbreadth into her, showing him what to do, and where to apply the pressure. She moved her articulatio coxae and moaned softly to signal her approval. He was getting better all the time.

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

Josh had been sure 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 salutary. And then she started moaning and writhing about. Was she just doing that for his sake, or was he really making her tone near ? He hoped that was lawful, because he wanted to please her so much, and desperately didn't want to let her down.



When he began rhythmically stroking her clitoris, just as she had shown him, the specialty of her chemical reaction surprised him, especially the things she began saying to him ;"Oh God, Josh ! That's it ! That's so dear ! Don't plosive speech sound ! Don't Stop ! You're going to make up me cum…"

Suddenly she was crying out, and then minute later she was telling him to finish. She laid back and relaxed, her oculus smiling at him so warmly."Oh, that was amazing, Josh. Thank you. Put your fingers in me again. sense 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 cover, straddled him, and kissed him.

Supporting her weight above him, she reached down between her thigh 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 over-the-top sensation.

"Congratulations,"she whispered."Now you're a man."Rolling her rosehip expertly, she rode him, enjoying the feel of his long heavy cock moving inside her. She didn't mind if she made him cum now, and she was pretty sure that he wouldn't mind either, judging by the expressions of sheer delight and incredulous pleasure 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 orgasm hit its peak she sat still, hoping Josh could find her internal muscle spasming against his stiff shaft."Oh God, can you feel that ? Oh yes, can you finger my snatch cumming all over your lovely shaft ?"

He nodded. He could sense both the pulsing and the wetness, and it felt amazing. He was having the practiced prison term of his lifespan 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. Fuck me. Cum in me."

He didn't need any boost encouragement and began eagerly thrusting into her with a speed and ebullience she hadn't experienced in years. His proficiency and timing weren't brilliant, but she didn't forethought. She was having the time of her lifetime, too. She caressed his stiff young body as he clumsily slammed himself into her at a frantic stride, 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 miss as soon as he'd cum in her.

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

A short while later Angie went for a shower, leaving Josh laid on his backbone, grinning like the village half-wit, and looking at the sleeping room ceiling trying to convert himself that everything that had just happened was literal, not a dream.

She called his name ; telling him it was his tour. He strode, naked and surefooted, into the bathroom, still grinning broadly. Angie was still stood in the bath, behind the shower curtain."Come on, get in with me."

She pulled him under the atomizer and after lathering her own men, she handed him the soap."Let's wash each other,"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 metre exploring every inch of her as he washed her. He even crouched down to launder her feet and between her toes, which tickled her. Then it was her turn to lave him. She deliberately left his humanity until last, concerned to see what would happen. As she caressed his putz and stroked his lump with soapy hired hand, she said"go on, wash my tits again. I like you doing that."

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

"Oh dear"she said."Look what's happened to your tool. 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 body of work on him with her fingers, back talk and tongue. This was incredible ; his gorgeous aphrodisiacal Angie was actually sucking his cock, and it felt antic. Just as suddenly, she stopped and stood up. Turning to put her hired hand on the tiled bulwark, she thrust her bottom towards him."shtup 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 pelvis rapidly, until she calmed him down."Slow down a little… that's better… it's not a wash ; it's a joy to be experienced together. Make 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 plosive 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 minute of arc teaching him how to get to her cum using his backtalk and tongue, 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 rear with constant caresses, not that it was unmanageable to do. Occasionally she masturbated him vigorously, being careful 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 freight 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 filthy squawk ?"

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

"I want you to do something to me."

"Hmm ?"

"Would you like to make out my grimace and cum in my mouth ?"

"Oh wow, yes please"he exclaimed, the look on his boldness 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 ; straddle my dresser,"she explained while she propped her head up with pillows. Once he was in position she said"right, all you do now is put your hands on the wall, put your cock in my mouth, and eff me like that ‘ til you're done. Go as fast as you like. Okay ?"

"Okay !"he exclaimed as he pushed his hip joint forward and she took the tip of his cock between her brim. He started slowly and found his calendar method of birth control before gathering pace. It looked and felt amazing, especially with Angie's big embrown eyes looking up at him the whole 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 familiar throbbing sensation, quickening every time. He pumped his hips faster."Oh, I'm going to cum soon, Ange"he warned her, and pumped his cock into her as fast as he could, groaning loudly as he suddenly unloaded in her mouth in respective rapid squirt.

Angie moaned with joy as she enjoyed the feeling of his thick fixed pecker darting rapidly in and out of her mouth, its vain tip rubbing roughly against her tongue ; sucking on it as hard as she could until at last she felt the hot creamy outburst she'd been waiting for, as he came in her mouth and down her throat. She swallowed it down as quickly as she could to ward off strangling and continued to suck him as he slowed down before eventually collapsing onto his side next to her, sighing with abstruse 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 unfaithful to her husband for the first metre, and Josh was only a seventeen-year-old boy. However unforced he had been, she had taken vantage of him just to satisfy her own needs. As if all of that wasn't bad enough, the state of affairs was about to get a totally lot spoilt if he developed a inviolable worked up bond with her. The last affair she needed was for him to fall in beloved with her, which was probably a sober hazard 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 making love with me."

He looked hurt, so she tried to soften the nose candy."I'm not saying it will definitely never happen again. It might. It was certainly a marvelous experience, but you should concentrate on finding a daughter of your own age now. I'm always here to advise you about other girls, 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 Blackbeard you how to talk to a girl, and then just think how you'll blow her brain 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 privy, especially from Dean, and you never know."

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