Kitty Carin, 54, had been divorced for 12 years, leaving her as a single mom to her son, Colin, who was 18 and about to graduate high school. She worked out regularly and was proud that it showed in her figure. She was a classic brunette, 5'2" and about 110, and especially proud of her 34DD bust, which drew plenty of looks from men.
Kitty's ex-husband was a highly paid attorney, so he provided generous support for her and Colin, such that she did not need to work. This left plenty of time for her to pursue an active sex life, with her taste running to light S&M. She belonged to a swingers' club, attending three or four of its parties each year, and was an operator on a popular phone sex website. She owned a small collection of erotic props, including a set of matching black lace bra and panties, bustier, garters, garter belt, stockings, and what she liked to call "come-fuck-me" high-heeled pumps. Her favorite item was a short black leather riding crop, perfect for light spanking and other naughty mischief.
In addition to S&M fun with her club, Kitty had a sensual soft spot for young men, especially inexperienced boys and virgins in their late teens. She did not cross paths with many guys like this, although she sometimes noticed Colin's friends, but she rarely had the opportunity to act on this predilection other than virtually via phone sex.
Colin had one friend since seventh grade, Steve, who had been to their house many times over the years. Their birthdays were just five days apart in March, which made them especially close. As the boys grew, now nearing the end of high school, Kitty was quite impressed with Steve's personality. While he was rather shy and, she thought, inexperienced socially (with girls), she found him very polite and mature for his age. She also thought he was developing into a strapping, handsome young man. As he approached his 18th birthday, she began having rather naughty thoughts about him, and she sensed that he found her attractive as well. He often complimented Kitty on her appearance when he visited Colin.
Colin told his mom that despite their age, neither boy had done much dating, so Kitty suspected that Steve was still a virgin, which only intensified her naughty thoughts. Shortly after the boys turned 18, Colin informed her that he and Steve were planning to spend the following Saturday hanging out together. She hadn't seen Steve in a few months, so she looked forward to his visit. That night in bed, however, she found herself fantasizing about what might happen if Colin were somehow out of the house so that Steve would find her home alone.
As luck would have it, Colin's father called that Friday to ask Colin if he would like to go away for the weekend to attend a hockey game that would entail a three-hour drive each way. Colin was a big hockey fan, so he jumped at the chance. An hour later, his dad arrived to pick him up, and off they went for the weekend.
Late that evening, Kitty realized that something was amiss. In his rush to pack and leave, Colin had forgotten to call Steve and cancel their plans for the next day. It was too late to call anyone, so she devilishly decided to let the situation be so that Colin's buddy would come over as scheduled.
Steve was supposed to stop by at noon Saturday, so Kitty arose early to tidy up the house. She was finished by a few minutes after 10 am, so she had some time before he would arrive. She sat down and began to think about his impending visit, knowing that this was her chance to act out her naughty fantasy of seducing her son's sweet young friend.
Kitty decided to dress up for the occasion. She went into the bedroom and put on her favorite sexy black bra and matching panties, bustier, garters, garter belt, stockings, and those "come-fuck-me" high heels that she loved, completing the ensemble with a sheer, silk red kimono showing plenty of cleavage. She knew that Steve would be expecting to see Colin, but she wanted him to realize that he was about to become a man instead. She didn't want to scare him, so she left the riding crop in her nightstand drawer.
It was almost 11:30, so Kitty sat down at her makeup table. Gazing into the mirror, she put her favorite perfume on her wrists, also dabbing it on her neck and between her large breasts, places she imagined being kissed by what she hoped was her soon-to-be young stud. She touched her dampening panties as she daydreamed about sitting him down and breaking the ice, seducing him with her strong womanly scent and mature sensuality.
Just as the clock struck noon, the doorbell rang and snapped Kitty back to reality. She got up and went downstairs to open the door. Steve was right on time.
"Hi, Mrs. Carin, is Colin home?" Steve asked.
"Hello Steve. No, he's not here. He went away with his dad for the weekend," she said. "Sorry you missed him. I know you boys had plans, but it was a last-minute thing yesterday, and I guess he didn't have a chance to call you. So it's just me here all alone. But I'm glad you're here. I haven't seen you since before your birthday. Congrats on turning 18! Why don't you come in so we can catch up?"
"OK, Mrs. Carin, that would be nice," he said.
"Well don't stand there, come into the living room and sit with me here on the couch," she said, patting the seat next to her.
Steve noticed Kitty's fragrance as he joined her on the couch. He also got a good look at her outfit.
"You look nice today, Mrs. Carin," he said.
"Oh, do you like this little getup?" she said. "I wanted to put on something nice for you since Colin isn't here. I didn't want you to be too disappointed."
"Oh that's OK, Mrs. Carin," he said.
Steve was quite intrigued by Kitty's scent and appearance, but he began to feel a bit nervous as he couldn't stop looking at her cleavage and was afraid she might notice. It didn't take her long, and she also could see an unmistakable tent growing in the boy's jeans.
