” Sharon laughed now. “I just hope you don’t think that losing your bet was a big one.” “No, it’s been fine. And I’m not used to ...osing bets.” He thought back uncomfortably to the bet he made with her. “Normally I don’t make bets without knowing I’ll win.” “Me neither.” Sharon sniggered, one up on that one. “In fact, I can’t remember ever losing a bet.” Paul watched the devilish look in Sharon ’s eyes. Possibilities raced through his mind, all of them somewhat less risqué if. I just embraced her while sitting down. She was caressing my hair and I could smell her sensual perfume. I wanted this woman so much my heart was beating uncontrollably. I undid the buttons of her jacket and blouse and my mouth was caressing that wonderful warm skin. My hand went under her bra and uncovered the same beautiful breast I saw that day in her bathroom. I couldn't resist her hard pointy nipple. It felt good in my mouth. I pulled down her skirt and she stood in front of me wearing. Some time to myself as my girlfriend Jane wont be home for a couple of hours, and both her mum and dad are out too. I decide to head to the garden and cut the grass before it gets dark. Half way through and I hear Jane's mum Julie pull up out front. A few moments later I notice her moving around in her bedroom window. Julie wasn't your typical pinch yourself and thank god you're a man kind of woman, but there was something about her. I know for a fact her rather large breasts and stern. She was wearing button shirt and jean pant. She watched me that in staring her book. They are like pair of torpedo about to launch.I cannot control my lust; the moment she came in I closed the door. She was scarred by my act. I went right away to her hold her by waist, trust me she is virgin. The first male hand in her waist made her weak in her legs. She could not stand, literally falling down. I slid my hand inside her shirts and touched the washboard abs. What a sensation? I pressed them.