“What’s the rush,” Yvette slurred and giggled, “not even any foreplay?”Mom stepped back in shock realizing Yvette did not know who was undre...sing her. She was so drunk she must have thought she was having one of her lesbian flings (Mom had known for sometime her daughter was gay) and an appropriate punishment for her daughter began to form in her mind as she disrobed Yvette of all but her thong panties before covering her with a blanket and leaving.The next morning, after her husband left for. She turned and looked at her breasts, which sagged only a very little. She touched them, and they still felt firm. There was a little softness around her belly and rear, and she made a mental note to get to the gym more often. But still, plenty there to attract a man, if she'd ever had time for one, or met one who wanted a woman with teenaged children. A man like her husband. Sam was really remarkably like him, Caroline thought, hefting her breasts again absently. Same dark looks; same. Then I asked if she had a bf. She responded the same way as u did and the next day I gathered some courage and proposed her with a rose in hand after the college. She accepted my proposal and told me that I was the only guy she had a crush on.Then we both started chatting regularly and slowly we started moving out for movies, shopping etc. We used to kiss each other in class rooms whenever we got a chance. We shared non-veg jokes and sometimes had naughty talks.One night I told her that I want. Nicole was seated next to me. As we all carried on our conversation, Nicole's hand moved to me leg, and she stared to rub it. She then drifted her hand over my crotch, rubbing my cock, which was growing my the second. I gave her a smile, and she asked if I wanted to go for a walk, which I easily agreed to. We excuse ourselves, and I made sure to move in a fashion that no one would see my erection. We quickly made our way down the room into a spare room that doubled as a dressing room. I showed.