My fingers trace the curvature of my breasts then cup each one, gently rubbing my nipples with my thumbs exciting them into hardness.The face peering ...ack at me is blushing, a natural face with no make-up to hide the freckles dancing in the candle light, cheeks covered in a light pink veil and lips full and moist. Nervously, I begin to twirl my long dark hair between my fingers; my body heat warms the lotion upon my skin, filling the air with the scent of springtime.I feel her hands upon me,. As I danced I waited for John to tell me to take off my nix, I still felt he wouldn’t though why I didn’t know.Then that sudden shock, “Come on get those knickers off!” His voice boomed out.I really couldn’t understand it my hands just seemed to obey his command and my fingers were in the waist band as I eased them off my hips and let them slowly fall to the table top then with one foot out of them I kicked them away and into the air.This tall man caught them he already had his cock out and was. When I started to tell her it was an important Premier League game, she soon lost interest."I was looking forward to my date," she said. "It's been a while since I've been fucked."I was a little taken back by her bluntness, even though I knew Zoe had a reputation for being, shall we say, a bit "friendly". She looked back at me and put her hand on my knee."Mum won't be back for a while. Are you up for some fun?"How could I resist that offer?"Sure," I said rather lamely, "I'm always ready for. I put the note in my pocket and gave her a call when I got home, she answered on the second ring. "Hi, it’s Pete, I got your note and, the answer is yes." "Have you eaten yet?" she asked, “I'm doing a pasta bake and there's plenty for two." "Thanks very much, that would be lovely, let me shower and change and I'll be round." "No rush, I’ve just started it,” I'll leave the door on the latch in case I don't hear the doorbell," she said and hung up. I got to her flat about 30 minutes later.