I’ll never forget my cousin, Arlene. She was and is a really beautiful girl/woman. She and I were able to learn a lot of things together when we were younger.

Arlene and her parents, Tony and Tanita, moved to the door next to me and my parents when she was ten.

Because there were so few children living near us, no one, we simply turned to each other. We actually lived in the country and the nearest farmhouse was close to a quarter mile away and had no children of our age.

At the beginning of 1980 I worked in this factory producing snacks. At this time all employees had their offices (ah, the days before the cubicles were discovered). The accounting department, where I worked, was in an additional wing on the back. Due to the sensitive nature of our work, the offices had an external door always closed, then each of our offices had its own doors.

During lunch, my three colleagues always left to go home or eat. On the other hand, I usually ate a sandwich at my desk. I didn’t really understand that I had a lot of privacy at this time. One day I was super excited, my pussy desperate for a little relief. I couldn’t do it anymore and I had to do something. On my own, I locked the office door and locked it. Sitting at my desk, I got my skirt up and I put my panties aside. Nervously, my fingers are immersed in my pussy, quickly I gave myself a nice sperm. I licked my fingers clean and came back to work.

My best friend’s mom was the last thing I thought about when I went to her house. I played the bell and answered the door. I asked her if her son, Tom, was home. He said I just lost him while he left with a girl and they would hit the mall.

She said I didn’t have to leave, like she just made a coffee and invited me to a cup. He worked in one of the city’s hospitals and was still in uniform. I asked her if she worked another double shift. He smiled and said without a second salary to help pay the bills, he needed to work all the hours offered to her.

I’m in the middle of the 20s, and my girlfriend’s mom is very sexy. Every time I visit their home I find it most of the time looking at my contour while I look at her breasts. Sometimes I took her and smiled. I suspected his attraction to me when he accidentally bumped his ass smooth to my big member on a occasional Saturday visit. She didn’t leave immediately and confirmed she was interested. Her husband is a little green, tall, has thick glasses and a lot of workaholic, maybe this explains why they are good to do. He doesn’t look like the kind of guy who could take care of his wife.

A message on the voice mail was the only notice of his imminent arrival. Less than 12 hours from now, Doug would be here to stay for 48 hours. He’s subdued heavily in frustration. Twice before she came to him. The first time, many years before, was rejected. He hurt his ego. The second was during a visit when he had surgery on the shoulder. I can’t blame him for not being sexually interested. It was a remarkable pain. But you and Greg had repeatedly discussed him as a man he could be with. It was definitely his fantasy. If it would become a reality it would be another story.