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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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