He was definitely a late bloomer physically as well as emotionally. He was long past that snotty stage. He had become quite mature and level headed.Fr...nk's eighteenth birthday was in February. He graduated high school at the end of May. Our parents left for Europe two weeks later for a three month visit with relatives in different countries and to just sight see in between visits. That left Frank and me to hold down the fort at home.I'd left home in Ohio a week after my high school graduation. I wasn't asking myself if Iwanted to anymore more, I wasn't trying to restrain myself from thinkingthe way I do or wanting what I did. It felt good to "accept" this partof myself and my life. I haven't a clue how or when that came about butit was right, no longer was it a case of "should I" or "Could I" it wasa "how do I go about this?"I decided I had come to quite an important decision sat there and thatmaybe, just maybe, the film directors had a point!? Or maybe it was justsheer relief at. My tongue dancing with her clit now instead of her tongue. I sucked on it hard while I swirled around her swollen nob. I felt her lean into it and she gently started to ride my face. I felt her spit dripping down from my cock on my balls while she kept sucking me . She wants to milk me I thought in my self but that's not gonna happen yet! I had to fight the urge to spill my seed down her throat and succeeded. She stood up and kneeled on the couch. She grab her ass and spreaded it to invite me. Nothing could hold them back.I was doing the morning walk and was surprised to see her in the building. She stopped and exchanged pleasantries and informed me that she had come back permanently and would not be moving out. I checked her out. Even after ten years she was well maintained and worth seducing. Her husband was not joining her at least for another couple of years. The chances of seducing her seemed to be improving. Sam asked me to join her for a cup of tea, I agreed and told her that.