I mean, you’re welcome to touch yourself. You look like you might need to.” My dick was still bulging in my pants. “You mean…” 

“Yes,...I love watching boys play with their cock.” She looked at me. Her cheeks were flushed. Both hands were on her tits now. “It’s OK. We’re cool. I love it when boys get hard looking at me. And I love that you can’t just fuck me. You’ve been a good boy and respected my boundaries. We can still have a bit of fun.” 
I didn’t need much encouragement. I stood up and. I was protecting of him all the time (because I was a little older) and he was feeling safe all the time with me for many years. So the conclusion was that we were loving each other for many years... I was feeling responsible of his safety all the time and he was feeling good when I was close to him. So our first time was the completion of our pure old love.After almost 2 hours we decide to go at our homes... Some steps before his door I ask of him for an official date... He pull me in a dark. We then came up with a crazy scenario that would involve one of my husband's friends, Nathan. We decided it would be really hot if we teased Nathan and see if he would try to **** me if I was tied to a bed. I asked my husband what if he tries, and my husband said he won't. I remember telling my husband that I wouldn't be able to stop him and he says he doesn't remember it like that, but he also thought I met physically and I meant more mentally I guess. So there was some gray area on what I was. Ma tesoro, speravo, lasciandoti sola con quel bel ragazzo che forse sarebbe stata la volta buona……per risposta ottenni: ma dai…non sono preparata mentalmente….lo sai non mi piacciono le sorprese…..e poi quello non mi ha degnato neppure di uno sguardo…figurati se gli interessato…..! Allora, le dissi, facciamo una cosa: io vado in camera, tu resti qui sola e quando esce cerca di capire se ti piace, se noti il suo interesse su di te, dai fatti corteggiare.La lasciai stesa sul lettino, avvolta in.