I'd done something really stupid. Yes..... I was quite drunk but even through the haze of my inebriation I know I'd done something stupid. I'd had a blazing row with my fiancé and here I was letting myself through the back door of her Mom's house with an apology in my heart and a reconciliation on my mind.
The house was quiet. Too quiet. Andrea usually had her music system loud...... loud enough to make her Mom look to the heavens and pray for the day she'd move out and set up a noisy nest of her own. But the house was silent. I paused at the bottom of the stairs and called her name.
"Andrea!"
No reply.
"Andrea! Are you up there?"
Silence. Damn! She was still out somewhere with her friends. I was a little annoyed and dismayed. I'd worked out just what to say and now was unable to voice the thoughts running round inside my head. I needed a cigarette.... badly. I retrieved my packet from my jeans pocket but a glance inside revealed it to be empty. Remembering that Vera, Andrea's Mom, usually kept a carton of 200 cigarettes in the drawer in the lounge I strode purposefully into the lounge and slid open the drawer. DAMN! It was empty too.
Shit!!! I'd have to go without for a while longer!
I pondered what I should do. Should I wait for Andrea to return home - not knowing how long that would be? Or wander back into town in an attempt to find her and deliver my profound apology?
I didn't know what to do. Alcohol always makes decision making an impossible task. If I stayed here she might not return for hours..... perhaps not until the morning. If I slipped back into town I'd probably fail to find her at all. But whilst in town I could get another packet of cigarettes but might probably stay for another drink....... and another drink was something I could really do without.
I just didn't know what to do for the best.
I heard a footstep in the hallway and was just about to deliver the first line of my apology when the door opened and Vera stepped into the room. I presumed that she'd been upstairs snoozing when I'd called up the stairs and I'd awoken here. And here she was, wearing what I'd describe as an underskirt. Figure-hugging at that. I couldn't help but look at her smooth thighs, the swell of her breasts and her slender arms. She'd never make a Page 3 girl...... but, for a woman of her age, she was quite attractive. Maybe a bit too much tummy but, after-all, she was in her forties....... if only just.
"I thought I heard your voice, James", she cooed softly. "Is Andrea with you?" She glanced around the room looking for her daughter.
"No", I replied. "We had a bit of a tiff and she went off with her friends. I have no idea where she is"
"A tiff?", she queried. "Nothing serious I hope". She walked across the lounge carpet towards me. "You two look good together".
I told her that it was just a stupid quarrel and that I was ready with my apology. Things would soon be back to normal I reassured her.
"But", I went on. "It's no good me staying here, feeling sorry for myself. I must go home and sleep some of this beer off. I shall be back early in the morning to put things straight with Andrea". I grinned. "I might even bring flowers and chocolate!"
I pushed the swivel chair backwards a little so as to stand and that's when Vera slipped her arms around me and, with a soft voice said, "There's no hurry James. Andrea isn't the only girl here that enjoys your company, you know". She smiled a sexy smile and winked at me.
I don't know what came over me. Perhaps it was the beer doing my thinking. Perhaps it was the sweet scent of her perfume assailing my nostrils. Perhaps it was because I was upset. Perhaps it was her close proximity, her warm touch and near-nakedness but somehow we swept each other into our arms and we kissed.
This was not a passive, platonic kiss between a young man and the woman that could be his future mother-in-law. This was hot, torrid, urgent kissing with wandering squeezing hands and hungry flesh-seeking lips.
Her fingers quickly moved to my denim-covered groin and squeezed as my hands found the globes of her ripe, mature tits and squeezed, roughly plucking at her already erect nipples. My other hand grasped the globes of her full, round ass-cheeks and squeezed. Her insistent fingers tugged my T-shirt from the waistband of my jeans and she tugged it up higher and over my head. She threw it across the room to lay on the floor near the door before holding my close once more
Her fingertips caressed my naked chest as our tongues teased and taunted each others. My hand snaked between her smooth thighs and caressed her pussy through the thin fabric of her panties.
"GOD!", she gasped amid panting breaths. "It's been so long since Andrea's father left me! I want you! I want you now!"
She was sat astride me now. Just the material of my jeans and her flimsy panties preventing my hard shaft from plunging deep inside her wet pussy as our kisses became more urgent and hot. Her hands stroked and squeezed at my flesh....... my arms..... my back...... my shoulders as mine explored each exposed inch of her warm flesh.
"We shouldn't......", I managed to gasp between her urgent kisses but my hold on her hips didn't slacken at all. "What if........?"
"Andrea's not here", she whispered in a husky voice. "And I'm not going to tell her...... are you?"
I didn't get the opportunity to reply before her lips once more descended on mine and her tongue slipped into my mouth again to tease and please. Her soft breasts pressing against my chest exciting me further and my stiff prick pressed hard against the mound of her pussy.
She giggled as she broke off that hungry, devouring kiss and stood up in front of me. Leaning forward, giving me a good look at her full breasts down her top, her fingers were already plucking at the fastening of my jeans. Anticipating, I raised my hips, lifting my ass off the seat as she tugged them down. We both giggled as they tangled around my shoes before her increased efforts paid off and they, together with my shoes and socks, were thrown across the room. But she didn't pause there...... her slim, eager fingers delved inside my underwear to grasp my hard cock.
