My wife had asked me to ring Vivienne Smith back to let her know if I could do her a favour. We had got to know Vivienne quite well over the past few years as her son was at the like school as mine. Both boys, now approaching their 20th birthday, had started university last month. My son at Brummagem and Vivienne's son Finlay was going to Leicester.
I rang Vivienne up and asked how I could serve. She explained that my married woman suggested I might be capable to take some things up to Finlay next time I was going to Leicestershire for 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 foretell in on my way up Monday morning about 10am.
It was just before 9am when I rang her buzzer, Vivienne answered wearing a robe and slippers with her hair wrapped in a towel. She apologised saying she had just stepped out of the exhibitor, I apologised for being early but wanted to get booked into my hotel before meeting up with my confrere. She asked me in and said she would get the things for Finlay ready.
I noticed that she was alone, her husband home run normally worked bod family. He's away again she said, two hebdomad in china this prison term. I waited in the hall while she dashed upstairs, her robe barely covering her bum as she ascended. Hmm nice I thought. Vivienne was an attractive dame with shoulder length brownish tomentum, nice public figure considering she'd had two kids.
As she came down she had not changed out of her robe and I caught a coup d'oeil her black thong, not visible from behind as it was deep between her bum impertinence. Here we are she said, showing me the box and its contents. A couple of Scripture some sweets, cocoa and hair mathematical product. Also, some expensive looking side ointment. Finlay had always taken maintenance of his appearance so it wasn't a surprisal to my married woman 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 drinks party we were at.
She thanked me again for taking these affair for her, I put my hand on her berm 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 give-and-take left my mouth. I pulled her in for a cuddle asking what was wrong.
Through snag 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 start of term he didn't want to confab him. Vivienne went on to say that she couldn't travel up there herself as there was no one to look after Saint Jude her youngest son. I told her not to care and that before she knew it term would be over and Finlay would be habitation for Christmas. She hugged me tightly and said she wished cross was so understanding.
I am only about 6 inches taller 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 significance. I pulled away momentarily and then kissed her back. My deal roaming over he back and discovering the lash, I slipped my fingers underneath it and grabbed her properly bum nerve.
Within a few minutes Vivienne had dragged me into the sofa, pushed me onto the lounge and was wrestling with my whack. As she did so she was talking really quickly saying that fall guy and her didn't have a loving human relationship and she hadn't had sex in over 2 old age.
Once my whack was ruined she took my trouser off, then she stood and undid the belt on her robe, it fell to the trading floor, she kicked off her slipper and shoot the towel from her head. In this time, I managed to take off my shoe, sock, pant and was unbuttoning my shirt to reveal my hairy chest. Vivienne sighed as she put her face against me and begged me to wee-wee dear to her. We were like teenager 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 deep inside her.
It was then that she realised just what we had done, we had only taken about stern of an hour to go from ally to fan. Her face fell again and she gabbled on about being disconsolate and what if our spouses found out. I stood up and held her tightly saying it was all right, understandable under the circumstances. With the pressure, she was under no one could blame her. I reassured her that I can keep a private and that no one would learn what happened from me.
After she calmed down we dressed and she saw me to the threshold, 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 know how Finlay was later. She had written down Finlay's mobile act so I could arrange to drop off the box of goodies.
As I neared Leicestershire one of my piece of work colleagues called me to say that the meeting was postponed to tomorrow, I explained that I was already on my way and that I would rest the night anyway and see them low gear affair.
After reaching the hotel I booked in and carried my hooey to my room. Then I sent Finlay a text asking him if he'd like to grab a repast tonight, my treat. I knew what piteous diet's students had and thought the chance of a good meal would be receive. He texted back almost immediately and we arranged for me to pick him up at 6pm. I then hit the inhouse gym, pool and sauna and had a loosen up afternoon.
Bang on 6pm I pulled up exterior Finlay's educatee planetary 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 voguish light sleeved shirt, his blonde 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 drop him back with his box of kickshaw from his mum. He thanked me again for the offer and off we went.
Soon after we were sat down and with beer in hand I quickly took a film of him and we sent it to Vivienne with a short 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 answer 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 kind to his mum. I told him that it was nothing. As the meal went on Finlay had two Thomas More beers, while I stuck to the body of water on the table. He told me about how he was enjoying the trend, he had made some undecomposed ally and was felicitous at uni. I asked him if he had made any special acquaintance 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 mindful he was gay he didn't want to get a repute for bringing guy rope 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 fulfil a guy and if I was up here for work he could use my room to make his fun in. As he blushed again I noticed how amobarbital sodium his oculus are. He replied and said that he was grateful for my offer, he dropped his head and said he would get it on to be able to submit me up on it.
We finished the meal in quiet, 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 look at me once, so when we reached my 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 guy wire he'd mentioned earlier, but stopped mid-sentence. I asked him to say it again. He sat on the bound of the bed and looked at me, he paused, swallowed and then said again that the cat at Uni weren't his character. He paused again and said he liked aged guys.
The silence in the room was deafening as I slowly tried to understand what Finlay meant. Then like a slap in the face it hit me and I found myself lost for words. In a Weird repeat berth to this morning Finlay began to cry like his mother had done that dayspring. Whether it was me being paternal or something mystifying I don't know, but I pulled Finlay up and hugged him. As the hug went on he stopped crying and began to decompress. Then he pulled back and looked at me, we kissed very shortly and then kissed again.
The relief on his aspect was straighten out 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 yr ago. This time Finlay took the lead and laid me on the bed, he immediately began to take my skid and wind cone off, then turned to my bang and trousers. Once they were off he carefully unbuttoned my shirt and ran his finger's breadth through my chest hairsbreadth 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 clothes. As each piece came off he revealed Sir Thomas More and More of his beautiful toned young soundbox. Finally, as he slipped off his boxer shorts 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 pricking was tenting in my pants, he pulled them off with a picture show and my pecker slapped against my belly. Finlay than lay succeeding to me and said that he wanted to be my plaything, and I could do anything to him that I wanted. He said just secernate me what you want me to do.
candy kiss me again I said, then take in my cock. He kissed me quickly then sucked my cock into his rima oris and swirled his spit around and around. I looked down and laughed out loud thinking that only a matter of time of day earlier my cock had been inside his female parent's snatch. H estopped sucking and asked me what was so funny. I just said I was laughing at my chance. I told him to stock on but not to gestate to be going home soon.
Part 2 if you like it .