u/hiseroticstory Shared his version of our encounter together. I thought it was only fair to respond.
I remember the night in question well (How could I forget?). I’d known him since he was a little baby and he was always a cute little boy. A little bit shy, but absolutely delightful. I hope that doesn’t make me sound like a weirdo. I didn’t have any sexual feelings for him until he was about 17. He grew from being this cute boy into a very handsome young man. I felt weird about the fantasies I was having about him to begin with, and I tried to put them out of my mind.
On that fateful night I didn’t go downstairs with any intention to seduce him, or anything like it!
I was upstairs in bed, I heard him come in, and truthfully, just wanted some company. I hadn’t seen anybody all day, except my children. I usually sleep sans bra. So I put my bathrobe on quickly to cover up.
I admit, I probably was flirting with him a little. I couldn’t help myself :)