Monday was a bit of a blur. I was busy all day but also lost in my head, replaying everything that had happened.
“So I’ll have the place all to myself for 2 hours tomorrow night. Are you going to come around and fuck me senseless?” the text read.
My friend’s mum was a complete nympho and loved driving me crazy.
“So can you get up here this weekend? My husband is at a golf tournament both days and I can get the kids to stay at their friends’ houses,” her sister messaged a little later.
It was crazy. I’d gone from a dry spell to so much pussy I didn’t know how I was going to keep up.
I managed to get through Tue, bombarded with teasing texts, naked photos, and a shower masturbation video from the mum, plus an increasingly demanding dialogue with the aunt.
That night I knocked on the door of my friend’s place. His mum answered, wearing 3 piece lingerie. She looked amazing. Her body was so good. All that walking, gym, yoga, whatever else she did. Her hair was done and she was wearing a slutty amount of make up.