“Jennifer, I’ll be here as much as you need me to.”“Thanks,” she said softly, almost in a whisper.“Do you want to talk tonight? Or do you ...ant to wait until tomorrow?”“Tomorrow. I’m really tired right now. I think maybe I should just go to bed.”“I put the air mattress on the floor of Jennifer’s room,” Mrs. Spencer said, “but if you want, we could move it to the basement.”“Jennifer?” I asked.“It’s OK. I’m going up now.”“I’ll be up in a little while, OK?”“Yes,” Jennifer said.Jennifer went up the. The most alone. It hurt my ears. ‘Yes.’ I said immediately. Loudly. Up from my heart. Like before – not formed in my head. The surge from my chest even made me stand – up from the edge of the bed to look down on her. ‘Yes’ I repeated – glaring and with a frown. She looked up at me – still with the same expression. And I let go again. Let it wash over me. What… what was the point? I closed my eyes and my face slackened. ‘Yes’, I said a third time. My voice was different. Soft. Warm. I felt her. Here`s my girlfriends mother,skirt hiked up and my hand in her panties.i certainly felt shocked,yet tunred on.i knew was the luckiest guy in highschool.i was alittle intimidated by this older woman,but was up to the challenge.my cock was throbbing,pressing up against my jeans,as my fingers spread her pussylips and i gently slipped a finger inside her.she moaned in my ear as she ran her tongue up and down my neck.i was just a teenager at the time but was ready to take this hot mom and make her. They were going to head out Friday afternoon and be back sometime Sunday evening.Karen protested that she didn't want to baby-sit and I complained that I didn't need one. This led to an argument between us, faked of course. Our parents ended it by telling us that was the way it was if we wanted to stay home so we begrudgingly gave in. Later we had a good laugh over it.Friday before leaving our parents made sure we had some money for the weekend, then they were gone. As much as I loved my.