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Fuck buddy seduces son

Date: 7/13/2015, Categories: True Story, Teen Male / Female, Author: luvsumcameltoe, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

heard the toilet flush. Then silence. Then the sink running. Then it stopped. Then it ran again. Then it stopped. Silence. Finally the door opened and Randi trapsed down the hall. She looked a little off. Sheepish, I'd say. She grinned at me, but then looked away as she approached me. "Ready?" she asked. "Yah, let me hit the head real quick and we can go." She made some smartass remark about "make it quick, I've been waiting forever". I peed and went to wash my hands. Water was all over the counter by the sink. I washed up, but when I went to dry my hands, I realized the hand towel was missing. I looked in the cabinet under the sink for one, but the basket for the clean hand towels was empty. Damn it. WTF did Ethan do with the hand towel? He was always using my good towels for stuff like wiping up paint. I cursed under my breath. And then I noticed the corner of a towel sticking out from behind a cluster of cleansers and bottles. What damage would be done to this one? I grabbed it and pulled it out, expecting to see paint stains or something. It was wet. Freshly wet, like it had just now been wrung out and tossed back there. And it smelled like pussy. Randi's pussy. Why had she hid the towel?? And then it hit me. All the wierd little things that by themselves meant nothing added up in my head. No way. I got my composure and went back out to the living room. Randi was waiting there, her purse slung over her shoulder. She was wearing a low cut shirt, and I could see the ... outlines of her nipples under it. Also odd. Randi always wore a bra. She had a thing about not liking her very noticable nipples to be protruding when in public (which I always found odd for a kinky nympho to be concerned about). That just confirmed it all. I was sure she didn't go to her prior appointment and then here without a bra on. So where was it? "Did Ethan say hi, or hide out in his room the whole time?" I asked. She stuttered for a second and then told me he answered the door and they chatted for a few minutes, then he went to his room. "And you just sat there bored in the living room for an hour?" I pressed. She claimed she was on her phone, and checking Facebook, etc. Apparently Alex wasn't home yet. We left to a nearby bar. I picked a quiet end of the bar for us and we ordered up our drinks. Through the first drink we just chit chatted randomly. I had questions, but wanted her to get that margarita in her - she's a lightweight, and I knew she'd be pretty buzzed after it. Finally I pressed her. "OK, Randi...I KNOW something is up!" I proceeded to point out all the things that didn't add up, finishing with the pussy juice soaked towel hidden under the sink. "I'm not judgemental, you know that - just tell me what happened! Where's your bra???" Randi paused quietly, avoiding my gaze. Then she took a deep breath and spilled it. Quietly she said "I don't know". She was clearly uncomfortable. "It's...at your house." Silent pause. "I didn't mean to...I was just...teasing him a ...