1. ALEX


    Date: 9/2/2015, Categories: Mature, Taboo, Voyeur, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    That fateful Saturday afternoon I was lounging by the pool, soaking up the late summer sunshine and reading a new bestseller. I’m Diane Sawyer—no, not that one. Having just turned forty I was in the midst of life-evaluating melancholy. I’d always taken care of myself and wasn’t too far off my college weight. Like today I proudly wore a bikini that not too many forty year olds would dare to wear. My husband Joe still thinks I’m hot even as his sex drive was beginning to wane. And that was part of my present gloominess. Even though no one else saw it, when I looked in the mirror I saw the signs of aging. I saw the wrinkles that weren’t there before. I saw the breast sag that nobody else saw. I also saw a woman who at her seemingly peak of sexuality isn’t getting enough sex, thus leading me deeper into melancholy. As the reverie grappled with my reading comprehension, I was startled when May, my s*******n year old daughter called out to me from the patio door. “Hey Mom, you busy?” “Not anymore,” I said, smiling as I put the book down. “I want you to meet someone,” she said as she led a young man by the hand and walked toward me. “Mom, this is Alex. He’s taking me to the prom.” “Hi Mrs. Sawyer,” he said with only a tinge of nervousness. The way he looked at me momentarily washed away my aging angst. “Call me Diane, please.” I turned to May and said, “You’ve been keeping a secret boyfriend from your mother?” “We just met. Alex goes to State.” A college k**. That put a new spin on ...
    the prom date. “Alex, you must realize I’m wary of you taking my daughter to the prom, especially since you just met.” “Oh Mom!” May exclaimed in her usual petulant tone. “Mrs. Sawyer… Diane… Yes, we’ve just met, but I see May as a special girl and won’t do anything to hurt her. It’s not like I’m THAT much older than she is.” “It wasn’t ‘hurt’ I was thinking about,” I said and he got the message, blushing deeply. Regardless of my motherly trepidation, I thought May had made a good catch. The tall, sandy-haired dude certainly was a hunk. But then there was the way he kept looking at me. Since he was so blatantly stripping me with his eyes upon first meeting then how demanding would he be with May on prom night? Of course they may already have done the deed, and that thought, instead of having me worry about my daughter’s virtue, unexpectedly aroused me. I crossed my legs and hoped it didn’t show in my body language. May’s body language, though, reinf***ed what I believed to be her insecurities. She saw how Alex was checking me out. Once more in her young life she had to contend with the fact that her mother was essentially hotter than she was. It’s not that May isn’t cute. It’s simply that she took after her father more than her mother. Genetics can be cruel thing to a teen girl. My libido spoke for me as I said, “You don’t have to run off, do you? Why don’t you put on bathing suits and join me?” May was already shaking her head when Alex said, “I’d like that, so you could get ...
«1234...1112»