"Shelley what are you doing here I thought you had broken up with my son. Anyway Stephen is not here and he wouldn't want to see you if he was. He told me you two had broken up and he didn't want to talk to you. Have you made things up?"
"Has Steve been here in the last week, or have you spoken to him?"
"Stephen hasn't been here in a couple of weeks why?"
I had not lied Stephen had not been at my house for a couple of weeks but we had met up for a drink and also talked regularly on the phone. He was very upset about what Shelley had done. He wanted revenge and had shared with me a way he wanted to bring it about. Shelley seemed very relieved by my reply but I wasn't sure why.
"Can I come in there are things I want to tell you and ask you?"
"If you have got time before you hit the town? It must be very cold standing there wearing almost nothing."
"What makes you think that I am going into town?"
I managed to avoid saying what I was thinking. Shelley had a beautiful body that didn't need her to dress so provocatively and the looks that were only spoiled by her heavy makeup. Despite that I had to admit that she looked stunning. I was seeing her in a different light for the first time. She had always just been my son's girlfriend. Two days ago Stephen had asked me whether I found Shelley attractive and I had answered.
"She has always seemed to be a nice girl."
Stephen laughed and said that that was not what he had asked me. He asked me the question again but this time using much more direct language. I actually thought about Shelley and said she was a very attractive girl. I could not bring myself to answer the cruder aspects of his questioning. I did have to point out that at 19 years old she was 20 years younger than me. Stephen had not pushed me too hard on his line of questioning. What he said next shocked me and made me very uncomfortable.
"When I broke up with Shelley she said she had always fancied you. She said that she was sure she could get you to fuck her brains out."
"Oh I am so sorry Stephen but you know I would never touch her she was your girlfriend. I could not let her come between us you know that."
"I know you would never do something to hurt me but I am not sure whether you would consider doing me the favor I am thinking of asking you. Shelley is so sure of herself and thinks that she can put one over me by having sex with you."
"I am not sure what you are asking me to do. If you are asking me to have nothing to do with her that is no problem. I would not be happy to lead her on in any way and then embarrass her, she is only 19."
"What I am suggesting is that if she tries to win a bet with me and makes herself available to her you take the opportunity with both hands and every other part of your body. That way you can get the first sex you have had in ages and I can laugh at her when she thinks I am gutted about what she did. One thing I can say for Shelley is she loves sex and if you can engineer spank her you might both have a night to remember. The girl is insatiable I would strongly recommend the use of a little blue tablet. She will go as long as you are able to produce the goods. I will miss the sex with her."
I was stunned by what my son was saying. I was not sure however irresistible Shelley could be whether I could take advantage of the girl and I voiced my concern to my son. He pointed out that if Shelley did make contact and offer herself to me whether I accepted or not he was happy. Either she would fail to seduce me (not his words) or she would give herself to me willing much to Stephen's amusement. This is where I found myself when the vision of sexuality turned up on my doorstep.
I wish I could say I was thinking clearly as I showed her into my living room. There was only one part of my body that was thinking clearly and my 39-year-old mind was fighting it. I offered her a drink but refused her request for alcohol. She was angry when I gave her a tonic without the gin. She pointed out that she had been drinking for over a year and it had not harmed her.
I was quite enjoying her slight anger and tried to enflame this further by pointing out that she was barely legal either sexually or alcohol wise. The comment had the desired effect and she said that at 19 she was legal entitled to drink and fuck whoever she wished to. As to being a child she would show me.
At this she settled back into the chair she was sitting in and opened her legs slowly. Her short summer dress hadn't been hiding much but very quickly it was hitting nothing. Was it my poor eyesight, bad light, or just disbelieve that took me many seconds to realize that her fingers were opening her bald pussy directly to my gaze. She was quickly masturbating her pussy and clit with a smile on her face.
"Do you see a child masturbating right now? I have heard old men like you like pussies to look like children's. I thought I would treat you. You will not find a hair on my body below my head. I might be bald but I am no child."
I watched the show in front of me. She was not just playing she was trying to arouse herself without any inhibitions. Even with my eyes I could see her arousal but if I had had any doubts before now I could not deny my arousal. This was fast approaching a point of no return. If I didn't do something quickly I would not be able to resist this girl.
I told her to stop. Much to my amazement she did. She asked me whether I was aroused or not. Even if I had been minded to she gave me no time to answer. Standing up she pulled her dress over her head in one movement. She didn't have a stitch or a hair to cover her stunning body. I knew I had to take some control of the situation. Shelley had laid her cards on the table. Somehow I had to make sure it was me that dealt them. Her body was beautiful. I had expected tattoos and piercings but there were neither. There was just a hint of puppy fat but that looked as sexy as hell. She looked at me with a defiance that challenged me.
"You have a choice either you come over here and take a spanking over my knee or you put your dress back on and leave. Let me warn you that if you take the spanking your bottom will be sore for days. Which is it to be young lady?"
She did not answer me with words but she no longer looked as defiant as she slowly walked across the room with a nervous questioning smile. I was desperate to reach out and touch her as she briefly stood in front of me but instead nodded my head to tell her to get into position. It was a submissive Shelley that was soon draped across my lap. My right hand found her raised bottom. It was firm to the touch and a little larger than I had expected. I pushed my hand between her legs in a way that allowed me to lift her into a better position. It also allowed me to feel the heat and the arousal I had expected. What I had not expected was that her natural lubrication was covering a large area including some of her bottom. I tried to make the contact appear functional but I don't think it fooled her. My view of her bottom will be etched into my memory forever.
The first spank was hard enough to leave her in no doubt that I was not playing about. Her loud gasp confirmed that she had got the message. I delivered half a dozen or so stingers to her perfect bottom alternating between one cheek followed by the other followed by both together. I rested my hand on the spanked area. She pushed herself up to welcome the touch trying to make it slide between her legs.
"Oh please Mr. Simmons, please."
The request was not specific as to what it was asking for but the tone was one of sexual frustration and submissiveness. I did very briefly allow my hand to feel the molten mess that was between her legs. The noise that she made was one of a request answered. I was so close to using my hand to deliver only pleasure but decided instead to retain some control of the situation. I used my hand instead to push her firmly back down over my lap. I wanted to recognize the sexuality of the situation and her arousal but I wanted it on my terms. Using my other hand, my left, I reached underneath her and found her left nipple. I have been a lover of large nipples and had been disappointed to see Shelley's were not very big with areola that were also not large. I was pleasantly surprised to find her nipple had combined with her areola and formed a very firm substantial erect nipple. While this was clearly not the contact that Shelley was looking for she seemed to accept it settling down over my lap again.
My right hand settled back down on her bottom while the fingers on my left hand rolled her nipple. I varied the pressure on her nipple and her moaning became louder and more excited the harder the pressure. She did try and push her bottom up to try and get my hand to move between her legs. Each time she did this I moved my hand so that she failed to achieve her aim. After a few attempts she got the message. I did however caress the spanked cheeks whenever she was fully settled.
I felt I had taken back control and that she understood. While I was certain that she wanted me to start the spanking again this was something I was happy to indulge her in. Very quickly she was pushing her backside up to meet my hand as I got into a predictable rhythm. Her breathing was becoming labored and her gasping and moaning louder. Shelley sounded like she was getting close to orgasm but that didn't seem possible. I had made sure that she had no possibility of rubbing her clit on any part of my body.