His salutary mate 's mum

Seventeen is a difficult age. Josh was hornlike 24/7, but hopeless with girls. He wasn't a spotty-faced geek ; in fact, he played rugby for the college. He was fit, stiff and sizeable, and his older sister's Ilex paraguariensis thought he was quite good-looking, in a ‘ cute'variety of way. He hated that word. For whatever reason, he just lacked confidence with girlfriend. He went bright red and couldn't think of anything to say whenever he got near a young woman he fancied. Being a Virgin was the stone pit.

He'd heard the other 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 girl and get her into bed.

At least his best Ilex paraguariensis, Deano, was trumpery with girls too. They hung out all the fourth dimension, except when Deano went fishing with his dad, which was a match of weekends a calendar month. He got on okeh with Deano's dad, but his mum, Angie - wow ! She was a actual milf - hotter than a lot of the single you see on websites. It was uncanny admitting that his best Ilex paraguariensis's mum qualified as a ‘ female parent I'd Like to piece of tail ’, but it was honest, at least as far as Josh was concerned. She was thirty-six and really pretty, with tenacious blond hair and a curvaceous body ; nice tits and a tight arse. She did salsa, zumba and cardio classes to hold on 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 quite a lot, so he got to see Angie a lot, too. He wasn't about to despoil that.

He first felt horny looking at Angie when he was about fourteen. Their back garden met the slope of Josh's, bout behind the garage. He would place upright at the fence talking to Deano during the summer holiday when his mum would fall 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 event she had on him anyway.

Deano's dad kept a stash of pornography mags in the service department until Angie found them, and Deano used to lend 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 Sir Thomas More than any of the fille in the mags. He'd kill him !

This summer break from college was one of the red-hot 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 prissy and friendly, and Josh wasn't complaining, but it was really difficult not to stare, and even more difficult trying not to get a erection in front line 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 at large 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 boxers to work on his tan while he got on with it. He hated horticulture, and would never cut the Gunter Wilhelm Grass at place, but this was for Angie.

Even though it was still quite early the sun was hot, and he had started to sweat by the time he'd finished. Angie was in the kitchen and beckoned him to go inside. She had a vauntingly drinking glass of lemonade with peck 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 stool next to hers at the breakfast bar. Then she picked up a towel and rubbed his human face and back, making him sense about six.

"You're all sweaty"she said."Why don't you nip upstairs for a quick cascade ? There are good deal of towels in the privy. I'm just going to change into my bikini and sunbathe for a bit. Come 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 seconds later, thinking that if he walked into her sleeping accommodation right now he would probably capture her naked. He would take her in his arms and kiss her, and then they'd fall onto the bed and drop the respite of the day having sex.

He went straight into the bathroom, locked the room access 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 face, facing the sun, but sheltered from the purview of neighbor by her garage on one side and the six-foot high gear hedge on the other. The fencing at the undersurface of the garden was only four-foot gamey, but it backed onto Josh's garden. His parents were away for the day. It was a totally private billet.

They were alone, and Angie looked stun, lying there in her skimpy red bikini with her heart closed. She was already a adorable shade of golden brown, and her skin glistened with suntan lotion. He couldn't help wondering if her skin was still whitish bloodless beneath her two-piece. His tool asked itself the same question, so he laid down on his front immediately and began thinking very hard about how Deano's fishing trip might be going.

A small later, he was laid on his spinal column again, looking at her titmouse when she opened her heart and caught him. He quickly looked away, and she didn't say anything. Instead she reached down to her left and passed him another looking glass. It looked like it contained lager. It wasn't even eleven in the morning. Then she picked up a Methedrine 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 grin.

He said nothing, because he couldn't think of anything to say, and took a long drink. 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 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."fourth dimension to make for on my backrest, I think ; would you do the honour ?"

He opened his eyes and saw that she was holding a bottle of suntan lotion out for him. He sat up and took it. She turned so that she was sat with her cover to him. She took two set from her wrist, tying her hair in loose bunches and pulling them forward over her berm so that he wouldn't get application on them. He hesitated. She reached up and undid the cut red string behind her neck. He squirted application into one hand, 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 shoulders. She didn't react. He slowly began moving, spreading the lotion across her shoulders and down her spine, rubbing gently in circles. Her pelt was so subdued and liquid, and warm. Massaging her was turning him on.

As he reached her bikini strap she told him to rend it away from her and get his fingers underneath it so he didn't miss anywhere. He was very thrifty not to go too far around the sides, and then worked his way down her lower dorsum. When he got to her sash, she said the Saami again ; that he should put his finger's breadth inside a little, so he didn't leave anywhere uncovered. She must take been able-bodied to feel his hands shaking as his fingertips skimmed lightly across the crease at the top of her bum, and his gist was thumping so hard he could almost see it jumping out of his chest.

When he stopped she laid down on her front and asked him to do it again in case he'd missed anywhere. He realised he'd stopped breathing at some decimal 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 feel too embarrassed and was really starting to bask it. He got off his mope 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 paw stimulate so much he fumbled his first attempt and had to try again. There was no tan-line. Angie's back was golden-brown all over. He wondered if her straw man was, too. He began massaging the lotion in again and quickly got into his stride. He was beginning to slow down and bask it. His reach became more convinced, and he began to get physically aroused. When the lotion began to dry in, she turned her head to face him and said"why don't I rub some on your back ? You don't want to cut, either."

He stopped rubbing her backrest and hesitated, panicked really, for a brief arcsecond. He quickly turned away from her. Had she noticed the bivouacking in the front line 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 articulatio genus, and she sat on the reclining chair just behind him. He jumped a little when she touched him, but she didn't comment. She began rubbing lotion into his shoulder and down his back, and he had never known anything feel as expert as the touch modality of her hands 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 excuse to look behind him ? He felt his erection stiffen. As Angie reached his lower back she slipped her digit inside his sash like he had for her. She was almost rubbing his bum-cheeks, and his peter lurched again, straining backbreaking against his boxers. He would have to be very thrifty how he got back on the lounger 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 good Quaker with Dean all their lives. She didn't know his parents much and had only really talked to pass the fourth dimension of day or make arrangements for the lads as they grew up.

And now they were almost grownup men. At her imperativeness, Josh had been calling her Angie rather than ‘ Deano's mum'or ‘ Mrs Deano'for a piece, now. James Byron Dean was maturing tedious than Josh. He was quieter, less physical, and just less manly generally. Josh had clearly started to shave fairly regularly if not yet daily, but that still seemed some prison term off for dean. Josh was clearly more powerful and athletic, too. He had a salutary 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 tenacious clock time ago. His physical structure was soft and heavy these days, not unfaltering and lean like Josh's. His energy and ebullience for life had slowly and quietly ebbed away too, until he only seemed concern in fishing now, which required relatively little effort.

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

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

Several class 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 target of his desires in those alone moments. The thought gave her a tingle. It was flattering to fuck that even at thirty-six she might still be attractive to young men in their intimate prime. What a disgrace that they didn't have the experience to use their sexual Energy Department to its good advantage.

She smiled to herself as she pictured the growing erecting 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 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 stomach and then let one script slowly move down to caress him through his short.

Would he jump up and run away, never to visit round again ? It was certainly possible, and that would be a pity. Would he do nix and just let her rival him, simply because he wouldn't know what else to do ? That was perhaps more in all probability. Could she then slip her hand down inside his short and touch him properly, slowly and gently bringing him to entire arousal ? Would he cum in his shorts on start contact ? As far as she knew, Josh and dean were both virgins.

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

Her erotic imaginings were interrupted by the phone sonority in the house."Damn ! Sorry,"she apologised for her linguistic process immediately. She got up, smiling as she noticed that Josh carefully kept his cover to her and laid nerve down on his lounger.

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

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

His mind froze for a import.

"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 form of you. Would you beware ?"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 optic. She removed her top and laid back down, looking across at him, as his cheeks flushed a trivial, and not from the heat of the day.

"You know, it's okay to take care Josh. When a charwoman takes her top off in public, she understands that men will look at her. She might even be a little bruise if they didn't."

He didn't reply. He couldn't ; the hunk in his throat prevented him. He swallowed hard and opened his eyes, looking at her sideways, with barely a play of his head. He thought he might actually die at that moment. His pith had stopped beating, he was sure as shooting. He was trapped. He couldn't winking, or close his heart again, or look away. sentence was suspended.

"Let's get past this moment, shall we ?"she said to him, softly, sitting up and turning to confront him."Sit up, Josh."

He was mesmerised. He did as she asked, without taking his eye off her. Her tit were beautiful ; at least as beautiful as any he had seen in the powder store. They were as tanned as the rest of her body.

"tactile sensation them."That caught his tending. His eyes flew up to touch hers.

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

"It's OK. I'd like you to. We can both relax and enjoy sunbathing again once you've got past your curiosity."

He didn't move. He wanted to, but he couldn't. She reached out and took both of his hired hand, placing them gently on her titty. He swallowed hard, still staring at them, and she saw the slight movement in the front of his boxers. This might get concern, she thought.

He recovered from the shock and tentatively began to explore her, squeezing so gently, as if she might go, and gradually beginning to fondle her.

"That find nice, Josh. I like the way you touch me,"she heard herself say. It was confessedly, but she couldn't quite believe she was saying it. Where was she taking this ? What on worldly concern was she thinking ? There was a distinct bulge in his shorts 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 innumerable times but had never considered for a second that it could actually fall out - 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 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 awe-inspiring tits"he said, unable to expect at her.

She laughed."Thank you. I know you mean it, now. ejaculate 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 bedroom she turned to front him. She put his script on her waistline and reached up on her tiptoes to osculate him on the lips, just once. His whole organic structure was rigid."Relax, it's okay. Just written matter me."

She kissed him again ; a slow, lingering snog this clock time, until she felt his lips finally responding to hers. She continued kissing him and moved closer, pressing herself against his bare chest of drawers, and running her fingers through his tomentum. She felt him relax all at once, taking her in his subdivision 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 clapper 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 adult female 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 shortstop, that it was getting painful. He felt unbelievably horny but terrified at the Lapp time. He didn't dare do anything unless she did it to him first. The live on matter he wanted to do was offend her and micturate her stop, but he didn't want to look 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 time, hoping she was going to travel rapidly up and make him bonk her. Was that really going to happen ? He could barely check his excitement.

She stepped back and knelt down in figurehead of him, taking delay of his cincture."You're going to do yourself an injury if we don't set him free,"she said softly as she slowly pulled his shorts down. His cock sprang to attention the moment it was released and came to reside pointing almost vertically at the roof."Oh my word, you've got a beautiful hammer, and it looks so arduous ! Can I touch it ?"she asked, looking up at him with big John Brown eyes.

He swallowed heavily and nodded, not trusting himself to address. Very gently, she curled her fingers around his hot, rigid dick, half expecting him to fall back ascendance and burst forth all over her face at any moment. She heard him gasp and swallow again. With her face still just inch away from his cock, she slowly began to jerk off him, not daring to prompt too quickly yet. Josh watched the whole sentence, without moving.



"doe that finger good ?"She asked, looking up at him and smiling. He nodded."It feels much better when someone else is doing it for you, doesn't it ?"He nodded again. She cupped his chunk and stroked him a little quicker and more firmly. He closed his eyes and his breathing quickened noticeably. Without breaking her rhythm method of birth control, she stood up, and asked him to touch her again. He opened his middle and fondled her breasts more confidently now, even teasing her mamilla with his fingers. They quickly became vertical.

"I want you to suck them for me. Let's lie down,"she whispered. They broke contact briefly to get on the bed, and then his mouth was on her, kissing, licking, sucking, nibbling and exploring. It was her bend to gasp and sigh with delight now, while she continued to gently masturbate him.

Eventually she stopped and removed her bikini can."Look at me, Josh. equal me there, too. subscribe your time."

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

He was very gentle and considerate ; almost too a good deal so, and she wanted to narrate him to be more vigorous, but of course he didn't know what he was doing yet. She was hungry for him, but knew she had to make him time. She guided first one and then two of his fingers into her, showing him what to do, and where to apply the pressure. She moved her hips and moaned softly to signal her commendation. 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 consequence. She began masturbating him again, moaning more emphatically now and urging him on.

Josh had been indisputable he would cum too soon, and spoliation everything, but he was concentrating so hard now he forgot all about it. Touching her between her ramification and inside her felt indescribably expert. And then she started moaning and writhing about. Was she just doing that for his saki, or was he really making her feel salutary ? He hoped that was true, because he wanted to please her so very much, and desperately didn't want to let her down.



When he began rhythmically stroking her clit, just as she had shown him, the military capability of her reaction surprised him, especially the thing she began saying to him ;"Oh God, Josh ! That's it ! That's so in effect ! Don't arrest ! Don't stay ! You're going to make me cum…"

Suddenly she was crying out, and then minute later she was telling him to bar. She laid back and relaxed, her centre smiling at him so warmly."Oh, that was amazing, Josh. Thank you. Put your fingers in me again. Feel 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 weightiness above him, she reached down between her thighs and guided the tip of his cock into placement, set to impale herself on him. Looking at him, and smiling as she held his gaze, she slowly lowered herself down onto him, taking him fully inside her. He moaned loudly at the extraordinary sensation.

"congratulations,"she whispered."Now you're a man."Rolling her hips expertly, she rode him, enjoying the feel of his long heavily 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 joy 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 pinnacle she sat still, hoping Josh could feel her inner muscles spasming against his fixed shaft."Oh God, can you find that ? Oh yes, can you experience my cunt cumming all over your lovely cock ?"

He nodded. He could feel both the pulsing and the wetness, and it felt amazing. He was having the well time of his living and was hoping it would never end.

She kissed him passionately, before rolling on her back, pulling him on top of her."Your turning now, lover boy. Fuck me. Cum in me."

He didn't need any advance encouragement and began eagerly thrusting into her with a speed and enthusiasm she hadn't experienced in years. His technique and timing weren't brilliant, but she didn't aid. She was having the time of her life, too. She caressed his strong Lester Willis Young body as he clumsily slammed himself into her at a frantic 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 crucial it was that he didn't just roll off a girl as soon as he'd cum in her.

"Don't make her feel used. keep back petting and cuddling her, Josh, and telling her how lots she means to you, as long as it's true - don't ever lie - but spent tone time straight after ; it will pay dividends, I promise."

A short while later Angie went for a shower, leaving Josh laid on his cover, grinning like the village changeling, and looking at the bedchamber ceiling trying to convert himself that everything that had just happened was real number, not a dream.

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

She pulled him under the spray and after lathering her own hands, 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 physical structure felt familiar spirit to him now, and he took his meter exploring every inch of her as he washed her. He even crouched down to moisten her pes and between her toes, which tickled her. Then it was her bit to wash him. She deliberately left his humanness until last, interested to see what would pass off. As she caressed his hammer and stroked his glob with soapy hired hand, she said"go on, wash my tits again. I like you doing that."

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

"Oh dear"she said."tone what's happened to your cock. I'll have to do something about that, won't I ?"she said mischievously, and dropped to her knees taking his broad distance 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, brim and tongue. This was incredible ; his gorgeous sexy Angie was actually sucking his cock, and it felt fantastic. Just as suddenly, she stopped and stood up. Turning to put her hands on the tiled wall, she thrust her tooshie towards him."Fuck me again,"she said over her shoulder. It took him a moment to perspective himself properly before sliding himself smoothly and gently into her. He held her waist and began pumping his hip joint rapidly, until she calmed him down."Slow down a little… that's better… it's not a race ; it's a joy to be experienced together. bring in certainly 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 stay until he felt an climax approaching. When he pulled away from her she led him back to bed and lay back with her legs spread wide. She spent the adjacent ten instant teaching him how to make her cum using his oral fissure 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 erect with constant 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 warhead 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 bitch ?"

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

"I want you to do something to me."

"Hmm ?"

"Would you like to be intimate my boldness and cum in my mouth ?"

"Oh wow, yes please"he exclaimed, the flavor on his nerve a mixing of impact and pleasure."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 ; range my chest of drawers,"she explained while she propped her header up with pillows. Once he was in berth she said"right, all you do now is put your hands on the wall, put your hammer in my mouth, and be intimate me like that ‘ til you're done. Go as fast as you like. Okay ?"

"Okay !"he exclaimed as he pushed his hips forward and she took the tip of his shaft between her lips. He started slowly and found his regular recurrence before gathering pace. It looked and felt amazing, especially with Angie's big brown eyes looking up at him the altogether metre, as if she were almost begging him to hasten up and unload in her mouth. It didn't take long before he felt the intimate throb sensation, quickening every meter. He pumped his hips faster."Oh, I'm going to cum soon, Ange"he warned her, and pumped his prick into her as fast as he could, groaning loudly as he suddenly unloaded in her rima oris in several rapid spurts.

Angie moaned with pleasure as she enjoyed the notion of his midst unbending dick darting rapidly in and out of her back talk, its tumesce tip rubbing roughly against her tongue ; sucking on it as hard as she could until at hold up she felt the hot creamy gushes she'd been waiting for, as he came in her mouth and down her pharynx. She swallowed it down as quickly as she could to avoid choking and continued to suck him as he slowed down before eventually collapsing onto his slope next to her, sighing with cryptic satisfaction.

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

She suddenly experienced a waving of guilt trip 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 bequeath he had been, she had taken reward of him just to gratify her own demand. As if all of that wasn't bad enough, the situation was about to get a whole lot worse if he developed a strong emotional bond certificate with her. The last matter she needed was for him to fall in love with her, which was probably a serious peril right now.

"You know nothing serious can come of this Josh, don't you ? I'm married, and you're far too vernal for me. You mustn't expect us to do this again, and you mustn't drop in passion with me."

He looked distress, so she tried to soften the blow."I'm not saying it will definitely never happen again. It might. It was certainly a wonderful experience, but you should centre on finding a miss 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 teach you how to talk to a girl, and then just recall how you'll blow her judgment 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."

"fountainhead, just piss sure you keep today completely mysterious, 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 .