"Bobby!" his mother called a few days later while was lying next to the pool in their back yard. "Phone call! Mrs. Everett wants to talk to you."
Bobby smiled at their visitor, Lana, who was lying on a blanket next to him wearing a very scanty black bikini. "She probably wants me to mow her lawn or something," he said.
Lana flashed him a knowing grin. "I bet its - 'or something'," she giggled. Lana knew a little bit about Bobby's exploits with some of the older women in the neighborhood. She asked him how he got to be such a good lover when he and she were talking one night, so he told her a little bit about what he'd been doing. Since he and Lana had become lovers, he wasn't worried she'd tell on him.
"Gotta go," Bobby said, standing up.
"Don't do anything you wouldn't do with me," Lana whispered, licking her lips seductively. "And if you do, come back and do it to me, too."
Bobby gave her bikini-clad form one last appreciative glance, then he headed for the house.
"Bobby," Nicole said when he picked up the phone, "I have some chores I could use some help with. Can you come over?"
"Sure," Bobby said, feeling the onset of excitement deep in his body. He hadn't seen Nicole in some time. For whatever reason, her husband hadn't been taking so many business trips lately. "When?"
"Ah...the sooner the better," Nicole replied softly.
"Be there in a few minutes," Bobby said. He put the phone down and turned to his mother.
"Mrs. Everett has some chores she wants me to help her with," he told his mom. "I'm going down to the mall after, so I might not be home for dinner."
"Just make sure you eat," his mother said.
"I haven't missed a meal yet," Bobby replied. He walked out the door and started down the street toward the Everett residence.
Nicole was waiting anxiously in her kitchen when Bobby arrived. She was wearing a white Oxford cloth man-tailored shirt with pink stripes and a pair of tan slacks that hinted at her fine figure. He walked over and put his arms around her. "What can I do to help you?"
Nicole pressed against him and put her head on his shoulder. "I think you know," she whispered. "I need you to do what you always do."
They stood like that for a while, Nicole drawing comfort from being in the young man's arms.
Being with Mrs. Everett like this, in the middle of the day, made Bobby a little nervous. "We...ah, we shouldn't be here like this," he said. "What...what if...if your husband comes home?"
"He's on another of those damn business trips, he says he has to take!" Nicole replied bitterly.
That was all Bobby needed to know. "Come on!" he said, and led her toward the stairs which led to her bedroom. He knew the way all too well.
Trembling with excitement, Nicole went with him, her head spinning. She knew using the young man like this was wrong but she was thrilled just the same. Bobby cared for her. He always made her feel good.
Nicole sat on the bed. Bobby sat next to her. She looked at him and saw the desire in his eyes.
Bobby put his arm around the older woman and his face moved toward hers.
When his lips met hers, sparks of excitement flashed into erotic fires deep inside Nicole. She groaned and wrapped her arms around him.
Bobby felt her mouth open, then her tongue probed into his mouth. Locked in passionate embrace, they fell back on the bed. His hands fumbled the buttons of her blouse open, then he spread the blouse apart.
Nicole felt Bobby's lips move down her throat and onto the swell of her breasts. Everywhere his lips went, they left trails of fire. Soft groans of joy escaped from her. She needed this so desperately!
The ardent young man was delighted to discover Nicole was wearing a bra with a front hook. He opened the clasp, and her small, but exquisitely-shaped breasts burst free, their already-hard tips straining. He captured a turgid nipple in his mouth and sucked it.
"Yessss!!!! Oh, yesssss!!!!" Nicole groaned as gentle suction drew the rigid nipple into the warmth and wetness of the young man's mouth. "Oh, darling! Yesss!!! Suck them!!!"
Bobby's hands moved boldly over Mrs. Everett's body, down across her belly, causing the flesh to ripple as they glided over it. He undid the clasp at the waist of her slacks, then slid his hand under the loosened waistband.
Thrills continued to invade Nicole as Bobby's hand slid into her panties and traveled through the crinkly mass of her pubic hair. Her groans got louder and her body twisted and turned desperately. The hand brushed her swollen clit. Her hips shot off the bed as shock-waves of ecstasy raked her from the roots of her hair to the tips of her toes.
"More!!! Touch me more, Bobby!!!" Nicole moaned, writhing, and clutching at the bedspread, her hips rocking and thrusting against the young man's tantalizing hand.
Nicole's reaction to his caresses had an equally powerful effect on Bobby. His cock had swelled in his pants and pre-cum seeped from the tip of his engorged penis. He withdrew his hand, despite a groan of protest from Nicole, and quickly began stripping off his clothes.
Nicole opened her eyes, wondering what happened to the hand that was giving her such divine thrills. She saw that Bobby was getting undressed and her eyes widened. He had an immense erection already! She slipped out of her slacks and panties, then laid back on the bed, legs spread, holding her arms out to him. "Take me, lover!" she entreated.
Bobby climbed between Nicole's legs, grasped his swollen shaft and slid it up and down between the humid lips of her vagina. Then, suddenly, he drove it all the way into her.
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!" Nicole groaned as Bobby's thick wand rammed into her lubricant-slick love-tunnel. God! He filled her so well! Making love with him felt better than it ever did with her husband!
Bobby was aflame with need. His hips beat an erotic tattoo against her, driving both of them quickly to the point of explosion.
"C...C...C...Commmminnnnngggggg!!!!!" Bobby cried, as passion unleashed and ripped through him. Hot fluids pumped out of him, into Mrs. Everett.
