Ritten by ShyA little background before you read!This story was inspired by a long-term recurring dream I could never seem to shake, as well as Peter ...an. It's one of my favorites and I've finally expanded upon it. The soft fabric of the shorts were clinting to my ass and I felt his stare. I got moist thinking about it.I turned around and he was closer than I realized and I brushed against his arm with my breasts, sending little electric waves through my nipples down to my pussy. Lust doesn't wait.I took the books from his hands and leaned in to kiss him. He was stiff at first, unsure of what was happening. His hormones took over and he kissed me back. It was sloppy at first but we finally found a rhythm. You return to your previous position between my legs and I can hear the familiar hum of my pocket size silver bullet vibrator. You know my body well and know exactly where to place it so it will drive me wild. The vibrations run through me touching every nerve on the way, I can feel an amazing orgasm building quickly inside me. You can also see this as I start to arch my back and tense my muscles. You know I am seconds away from coming. You stop and again the feeling of disappointment runs. When she offered decisions, more and more things seemed to be going her way. Now her daughter had started to get her to color her hair more; adding slightly lighter streaks of brighter red to her now slightly brown hair. Jenn herself couldn't help but realize she did look a little younger now.Somehow, since none of this was really her idea; the shorter dresses, hair coloring and exercise, she seemed more willing to tolerate the changes. "I'm doing this to get along with my daughter." She told.