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From rtjerebv@ryther.com Thu Mar 13 20:08:03 2003
Date: Sat, 15 Feb 2003 07:27:16 +0900
From: "rtjerebv@ryther.com" <rtjerebv@ryther.com>
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Jay's Mom




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Jay's Mom

Jay was my best friend in high school. He and I
were both 19 when this story takes place. I was
always over his house and he mine. Unlike a lot of
stories here, his mom was average looking. Not a
striking beauty by any means, but to a 19 year old
boy anybody with tits got your attention. Jay's
mom's name is Hazel, but I always called her Mrs.
D**** (She is still alive and I'm not sure I want
to use their last name.)

Well, she was about 5' 6" tall and thin. She was
in her early to mid 40's. She had small breasts,
probably a b cup, but to me they looked great. As
I spent more and more time there, I noticed that
she was always wearing blouses with a scoop
neckline. And that very time she bent over I could
see down into it. She always wore a bra, but her
breasts hung down inside it and to me looked
great. Usually I managed to offer her my help
doing things around the house. I helped put clean
linen on her bed a lot as that afforded me a good
opportunity to peek down her blouse as she bent
over to make the bed. I never was sure if she knew
what I was doing, but since I offered my help and
she always accepted, I didn't care. But in my mind
I did wonder if she was showing herself to me on
purpose. My answer would come in the winter of
1971. This is when the real story happened.

I was over Jay's on a Saturday afternoon when it
started to freezing rain. As the storm got worse
Jay asked his mom if I could stay the night rather
than attempt to drive home. I was given the ok and
called my parents to let them know. A short time
after that Jay went into the basement to work on
his motorcycle and that left me with his mom in
the living room. I was a klutz with mechanical
stuff, so he never asked my help. She went in to
the kitchen to do dishes and I followed and
offered to help.

"Oh, no" she said, I'll get them. There aren't
many to do."

As she washed and rinsed I stood leaning against
the refrigerator and watched her from behind. She
had a knit pullover shirt and jeans on. Whenever I
had the chance I always watched her as I was
fascinated with the thoughts of older women. Even
if she was my best friend's mom, that never
stopped my dreaming and imagination. I do not know
what got into me, but that afternoon as I stood
behind her, I made up my mind to try something.
What I wasn't sure, but I would try to find out if
she was deliberately showing herself to me or not.


As she was doing the dishes, we talked and then I
moved right behind her and started rubbing her
shoulders. She jumped, I startled her, but then
relaxed and said it felt good. I continued my
massage going in wider and wider circles across
her shoulders and down her back. Then, I reached
for the edge of her shirt and slipped my hands
under. I continued to rub her shoulders and back.
I could feel her bra straps as I rubbed and
thinking of her breasts got me hard. Hazel stopped
talking when she realized I was under her shirt. I
waited for her to yell or tell me to stop.

She didn't. Instead, she whispered "Just don't let
Jay catch us like this. He'll never believe that
this is an innocent back rub." Yea, right I
thought. Innocent to you, but I got other ideas.
Since she did not stop me I kept on massaging and
rubbing her shoulders and back. Then as my hands
went to her shoulders I kept going aver the tops
and lightly touched the top of her breasts with my
fingers. Still, she did not stop me, so I went
further. After a couple of minutes I circled my
arms around her and using both hands began rubbing
her breasts thru her bra. They felt great to me.
And boy did my cock get hard. At last I was
touching her breasts, even if it was with her bra
on. I held my breathe and waited for her reaction.
Is wasn't long in happening. She dropped a dish
into the dishpan and let out a startled squeal.
But it was a quiet one.

"Rob!' She hissed. "What are you doing" I leaned
over and answered her." What I've wanted to do for
a long time. I wanted to feel your breasts for
months, but wasn't sure how you would react. But
after all the times of you wearing low cut shirts
and bending over showing me a hint of them, I just
decided to go for it and see your reaction." I
noticed that she did not try to move away or stop
my hands in any way.

Hazel said " I always thought you found me
tempting, but never thought you would do
something."

" Do you want to stop?" I asked. "No. It feels too
nice. I haven't felt this way in a while, what
with Jay's dad in the hospital for so long." "
Just be careful and don't let Jay catch us." She
answered.

We could both hear him working on his cycle thru
the door to the basement. We would have to pay
attention to him as well as what I was doing tom
her.

I continued rubbing and kneading her breasts and
she stopped doing the dishes and just leaned
against the sink. As I kneaded and squeezed she
started to breathe deeper and little sighs or
moans escaped her lips. She tried to be real
quiet, but I could still tell she was enjoying my
playing with her breasts. I then took a chance and
brought my hands behind her and quickly unhooked
her bra. I slipped my hands under her straps and
back around to the front onto her bare breasts.

"OHH, my!" She sighed. "Your hands feel so good on
my tits."

I couldn't believe it. I was feeling my best
friend's mom's naked tits and she was letting me!
Boy was my cock getting hard now. I started
playing with her nipples, rubbing them between my
thumbs and fingers. They started getting hard and
long. "OHHH, GGGOOODDD" She whispered. "your hands
are driving me nuts. I haven't felt like this in
months. Please Don't stop."

Just when I felt things were moving along okay, I
realized that the noise from the basement stopped.
I quickly pulled my hands from under her shirt and
whispered that Jay was coming up the stairs.
Hazel, spun and left the kitchen to go up to the
bathroom to fix her bra and straighten out her
cloths. Wow, almost caught! As Jay came into the
kitchen eh asked where his mom was and I simply
told him the truth. She went to the bathroom. HA
HA.



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