Growing up, my best friend’s mother, Lesa, was one of the sexiest women I knew. She is a tall brunette with long legs, great butt, and large tits. But, she’s also the nicest lady ever! Always has a smile on her face, loves to talk to people, and is just a genuine person! She’s also a pretty big flirt, or at least I think she is. Her husband passed away when Bob, her son and my friend, was young. Fortunately, he left her taken care of and she hasn’t had to struggle like so many single mothers. I used to fantasize about sex with her on a regular basis, as did most the boys in the neighborhood I guess. We all used to hang out at their house and she would feed us, take us places, and just sit and talk to us if we wanted. We all knew we could call on her anytime if we were in trouble. Because of that, I almost feel guilty that my main desire was to bone her!
I’m 22 now and Bob has gone out of state for a job he recently took and I have had to find new friends to hang out with. Recently, a few of us went to a C&W bar and who did I see but Lesa! She looked hot in a short denim skirt, tank top, and boots and had guys waiting to dance with her. When I saw her, she ran over and gave me a huge hug, it had been about 2 years since I’d seen her. She’s now 40 years old but damn sure doesn’t look it! She actually asked me to dance with her, which I gladly accepted. As we moved around the floor I had to fight to avoid staring at her tits as they bounced up and down. Her nipples sticking out against the shirt, she wasn’t wearing a bra! After a couple of songs she went back to her table and sat with 2 women and 3 men, the men glared at me before looking away.
I am nothing for them to be jealous of. 5’8” tall, 155”, skinny, not really a ladies man at all. At this time I’d had 2 girlfriends and had embarrassing sex with 1 of them. I have had friends try to set me up, but I’m always instantly in the friend zone after 1 date. It’s not that I”m ugly, I’m just rather plain looking and tend to speak my mind, some people don’t like that. Anyway, I was talking to the 2 guys I came in with, each of them wanting to know who the MILF was that I danced with! I told them who she was and they were goading me to dance with her again. One of them, Jason, eventually telling me that you could see her butt cheeks when she would spin around, I guess she was wearing a thong! No Bra and a thong! I could hardly believe this was Lesa, Bob’s mother! We did dance again and I asked her about her friends. She said she worked with the guys and the ladies she’d known since college. She then asked how I had been and if I was dating. I told her no, girls just don’t seem to be interested. She shook her head and said “As cute as you are? I find that hard to believe.” But I somehow felt it was just her being like a “mom”. We danced 3 or 4 more times that night and I was curious if this was a regular thing for her. She told me she comes here a couple of times a month on Fridays, but that’s about it. I asked if she was dating anyone, she told me no…she is just friends with a few people. She did say that one of her friends has a boat and that she’d invite me the next time they took it out. She came over and told me goodnight around 11:30 and kissed me on the cheek. I hated seeing her leave because I’d had more fun with her than any dates I’d been on in years, or ever! Holding her body against me when we slow danced was incredible! I couldn’t help get an erection and was afraid she’d notice and get mad but, if she noticed, she didn’t let on.
I figured I wouldn’t see her again for a long time but, about a month later, she called my cell phone and asked if I wanted to go out with her and a few friends on the boat. I said yes and she told me to invite a few friends if I wanted. I said I would, but knew I wouldn’t. I got directions to where the boat was docked and agreed to meet her a week from that coming Saturday. When I arrived and saw the boat, it wasn’t what I expected. I figured it was a smaller boat large enough for 4 or 5 people, but it was probably large enough for 10 or 12! Lesa was just getting onboard when I walked up. She looked quite hot in the short cover up she wore over her swim suit and the floppy hat and sunglasses. She introduced me to Phil, the owner of the boat, who was about 65 years old and apparently wealthy. I asked who else was coming and Phil told me if none of my friends were coming then it was just us and his assistant Angel. I said it was just me and got onboard with my bag. Within 20 minutes, Angel was steering the boat away from the dock. Once we got out a little bit the water was pretty smooth. The 3 of us went the front of the boat and sat on the benches there, Phil offered everyone a drink. I took a beer and Lesa sipped on some scotch on the rocks while we talked. She soon decided to get some sun and removed her cover up and lay down on the padded bench. I had a hard time looking at her because i didn’t want anyone to see me with a hard-on! Her swim suit was sex as hell and her body was unbelievable! I never wanted a girl/woman so badly in all my life! The suit was black and cut high up on her hips. The front was cut down almost to her belly button and tied around her neck. From behind, it could not contain her full ass, her butt cheeks proudly on display. When she moved to one side or the other, the fabric would pucker and threaten to expose her entire chest.
This was the start of something fun. More to come…
I’m 22 now and Bob has gone out of state for a job he recently took and I have had to find new friends to hang out with. Recently, a few of us went to a C&W bar and who did I see but Lesa! She looked hot in a short denim skirt, tank top, and boots and had guys waiting to dance with her. When I saw her, she ran over and gave me a huge hug, it had been about 2 years since I’d seen her. She’s now 40 years old but damn sure doesn’t look it! She actually asked me to dance with her, which I gladly accepted. As we moved around the floor I had to fight to avoid staring at her tits as they bounced up and down. Her nipples sticking out against the shirt, she wasn’t wearing a bra! After a couple of songs she went back to her table and sat with 2 women and 3 men, the men glared at me before looking away.
I am nothing for them to be jealous of. 5’8” tall, 155”, skinny, not really a ladies man at all. At this time I’d had 2 girlfriends and had embarrassing sex with 1 of them. I have had friends try to set me up, but I’m always instantly in the friend zone after 1 date. It’s not that I”m ugly, I’m just rather plain looking and tend to speak my mind, some people don’t like that. Anyway, I was talking to the 2 guys I came in with, each of them wanting to know who the MILF was that I danced with! I told them who she was and they were goading me to dance with her again. One of them, Jason, eventually telling me that you could see her butt cheeks when she would spin around, I guess she was wearing a thong! No Bra and a thong! I could hardly believe this was Lesa, Bob’s mother! We did dance again and I asked her about her friends. She said she worked with the guys and the ladies she’d known since college. She then asked how I had been and if I was dating. I told her no, girls just don’t seem to be interested. She shook her head and said “As cute as you are? I find that hard to believe.” But I somehow felt it was just her being like a “mom”. We danced 3 or 4 more times that night and I was curious if this was a regular thing for her. She told me she comes here a couple of times a month on Fridays, but that’s about it. I asked if she was dating anyone, she told me no…she is just friends with a few people. She did say that one of her friends has a boat and that she’d invite me the next time they took it out. She came over and told me goodnight around 11:30 and kissed me on the cheek. I hated seeing her leave because I’d had more fun with her than any dates I’d been on in years, or ever! Holding her body against me when we slow danced was incredible! I couldn’t help get an erection and was afraid she’d notice and get mad but, if she noticed, she didn’t let on.
I figured I wouldn’t see her again for a long time but, about a month later, she called my cell phone and asked if I wanted to go out with her and a few friends on the boat. I said yes and she told me to invite a few friends if I wanted. I said I would, but knew I wouldn’t. I got directions to where the boat was docked and agreed to meet her a week from that coming Saturday. When I arrived and saw the boat, it wasn’t what I expected. I figured it was a smaller boat large enough for 4 or 5 people, but it was probably large enough for 10 or 12! Lesa was just getting onboard when I walked up. She looked quite hot in the short cover up she wore over her swim suit and the floppy hat and sunglasses. She introduced me to Phil, the owner of the boat, who was about 65 years old and apparently wealthy. I asked who else was coming and Phil told me if none of my friends were coming then it was just us and his assistant Angel. I said it was just me and got onboard with my bag. Within 20 minutes, Angel was steering the boat away from the dock. Once we got out a little bit the water was pretty smooth. The 3 of us went the front of the boat and sat on the benches there, Phil offered everyone a drink. I took a beer and Lesa sipped on some scotch on the rocks while we talked. She soon decided to get some sun and removed her cover up and lay down on the padded bench. I had a hard time looking at her because i didn’t want anyone to see me with a hard-on! Her swim suit was sex as hell and her body was unbelievable! I never wanted a girl/woman so badly in all my life! The suit was black and cut high up on her hips. The front was cut down almost to her belly button and tied around her neck. From behind, it could not contain her full ass, her butt cheeks proudly on display. When she moved to one side or the other, the fabric would pucker and threaten to expose her entire chest.
This was the start of something fun. More to come…