Some time later I awoke with Ty still on top of me, my legs around him but without his manhood inside me. My head was throbbing with the beginning of a hangover, and my pussy was still drenched with our combined juices so I couldn't have slept very long. I woke Ty up enough to get him off me and lead him to my bedroom where we both collapsed. I did manage to go to the bathroom, take a couple Tylenol, drink a glass of water and dab myself dry before joining him between the covers. It must have been around midnight, but I didn't work weekends so I could sleep in the next morning.
I crawled under the covers with Ty, who seemed to be back asleep already. I almost was when an arm was draped over me, which was nice, and then it slid down my side to my ass which was a little annoying. I mean, okay, I liked him, but he was my son's friend. We had a great night together but I was worn out and just because he had apparently been dreaming about tapping my ass since he hit puberty, but having been with me once... okay, well more like three times that night, doesn't mean he can feel up my butt whenever he... "Ty, why are you grabbing my ass?"
"Because its perfect. You have the most amazing ass Mrs... uh, I mean Beth."
The crudeness of his words were appropriate I suppose, given the circumstance, but I was seriously confused by everything. I had been with one guy my whole life until tonight and in a moment of physical yearning, emotional loneliness and self pity, as well as complete moral failure, I had let,,, no I had used a guy half my age that I had practically watched grow up to satisfy my primal urges. I had gone from reserved professional woman in the community to wanton slut in one evening due to imbibing alcohol and being caught in an embarrassing situation. Still, Ty was great. Too young, too connected to my family, but I didn't want to date anyone and he seemed okay with that as far as I could tell. His semen was still wet inside me and even though I was confused about our situation, I knew already that I wanted him to take care of me physically again, probably before we went to sleep as his first ravishing of me on all fours on the couch, though completely satisfying, left my body craving more attention. I just didn't know, but it felt wonderful to have someone who thought I was sexy and desirable, it had been so very long since I felt that way. I then realized I had been silent too long and Ty was squeezing my ass cheeks as if he had a permanent right to. It felt really good.
"Well thanks" I said as I rolled onto my back. "Ty, how is this going to work?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean... I don't know. Look, you're great, tonight was amazing and I... well I really needed it, but, you're half my age, you're my son's best friend, we can't just... I don't know how it is going to work. I don't... I still... Well, I don't love Steven, not after what he did to me, and to our family, but, well, he's all I have ever known. I can't... I don't want to be involved with anyone right now. As soon as everyone heard about the divorce every single guy and half the married ones I know started hitting on me, but I don't want to be in a relationship, and if I did, well, you are half my age and"
"James' best friend, you said that already." Ty said.
"Right... well, its confusing is all. I like you, I really do, but I can't offer you love or anything like... well, I mean, I can do the physical stuff, that's great, you're awesome at that and"
"No, I'm not. I have no idea what I'm doing. Will you teach me?"
"What?"
"I don't know what I'm doing. I need you to teach me. I... I am... I have lusted for you since... well, you know."
"No, I don't know" I said as I rolled towards him. "How long have you thought about me?"
"Uh, since I met you. I think every guy in our class did. James had the hot mom. That was just kind of understood. Do you remember the first time... well we didn't meet so probably not, but our class Christmas party, seventh grade, I think you made cupcakes for it. You were wearing a kind of blue skirt and jacket and the skirt it... well, I just stared at your legs, they were the most wonderful thing, hottest thing I had ever seen. Pretty sure you gave us all boners that day. And after that sometime James and I started hanging out, and every time I came over I knew two things, one, your husband hated black people and two, you were the most beautiful woman in the world. I couldn't figure out how James had a mother as young as you, I thought you were like twenty five and had him when you were eleven or something, it didn't make sense. I still can't believe you're forty"
"Forty one."
"Whatever, you look thirty, if that. You are so freaking hot it kills me, so like, the reason... well uh, I've held your butt now, and I want to again, and I don't want to stop, and I don't know what I'm doing and I'm begging you to teach me."
"How to treat women?"
"Not just that, how to be successful, how to live in your world. I want to go to college but, I have no idea what I'm doing.
"Where do you live now?"
"Uh"
"Be honest Ty."
"Well, sometimes my auntie's, but if her husband is home, well I can't. Sometimes my sister's, but not right now, there's some issues there. There is a hotel out on Memorial that is about thirty a night and sometimes I get enough tips to, and well sometimes"
"In your car. You're living in your car aren't you?"
"Some. A lot really. I shower at the gym mostly."
"Okay. That won't work. You're moving into the guest room. You have to start school in January or you lose your free two years right?"
"How did you know?"
"James told me back in August before he left. You have to start within two years of graduation or you lose it. Right?"
"Yeah, but, I mean, living in the car."
"Because you don't live anywhere else. Okay, so lesson one. Be honest with me about everything. Don't keep secrets, I've had you in my mouth for fuck's sake, I think you can trust me. Now, you're going to move into the guest room. Save everything you make. You can eat here and pack a lunch for work if you want. If you don't have enough when its time to register I will help. You're starting school in January, and you're going to work hard at it. That's lesson one. Get the basics under control. I'm happy to help, you were always there for James. And, well, now you're here for me when I needed you most."
"So, guest room, no more of us, uh..."
"Oh, lets play it by ear. We've seen each other naked and been intimate. We can't go back to a time we haven't. And Ty, I liked it, it was... it was the best it has ever been for me and it will probably get better, I mean, I think... well back when me and the ex first started it was clumsy, awkward, weird, you know? But we got used to each other and what we liked and, well, it got better. As to our day to day sleeping arrangements, well, I think I would like you to be in here. If you want to be, I mean. I think for the time being I want to be available for you, and you for me. I can't promise you love, but if you want to be, uh, have benefits, well okay. I'll try it. Thing is, I have kids. I... well, they need to know you live in the guest room. I just had the 'Dad and I are getting divorced' talk with them, I don't want to have a 'your best friend and I are doing it' talk. I mean, I'm not ashamed, I adore you but"
"I understand. I don't think James would take kindly to me banging his mom. He's very protective of you."
"Good point. So you understand? I want you, I want to be there for you, both in bed and out, but I can't offer you love, like romantic love right now. Just physical, and yes, I will be using you, and I will let you use me. I'm okay with that if you are."
"How could I turn that down?" He smiled, then leaned towards me to kiss.
"Good, now second lesson. When you have your hand on my ass, you better have a plan for what you're going to do next."
"Uh..."
"Plan ahead Ty, it counts in the bedroom as well as life. The reason you aren't in college now is that you, or your family and teachers at least, didn't plan ahead. The reason you don't know what to do next is because you wanted to touch my butt, but didn't think about how to move from that to stuffing your, uh, your dick into me. So, what's your plan?" I smirked.
"Hmmm, can I do it there?"
"Do it? You mean do anal? Sodomize me?"
"Yeah" he grinned.
"No."
"Oh uh"
"Don't over think it. Look that is something I do from time to time, I think I told you that, but it takes a lot of prep work or it can get really messy and, well, its not comfortable, it hurts. A bunch, but, well I can put up with that, but I'm not there mentally and if we were going to do that tonight I would have needed to start getting ready this morning, or even yesterday. Stick to liquids, use enemas to clean myself out, wear a plug to loosen me up, there's a lot that goes into it. Quite a production really. So I will say when we are ready for that. And we will be, I know its important to you and I will do it for you, but not tonight. Bad plan. Try again." I smiled.
"Uh"
"Look, lets make an analogy here. You want to be successful, so you want to graduate college in a field with a future. To do that, you have to work hard in school and explore career options that both suit your interests and are actually productive. To do that, you have to actually get into school. So, if we apply that step by step to your hand being on my ass, well, where do you want to end up because of it?"
