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Brandi vacuums her living room and cleans it up. The 50 years old has been a clean freak ever since she was a kid. She is very beautiful for her age. Her face has some wrinkles and her large breasts sag a little, but she still has a flat stomach and firm ass. The woman is a rich surgeon and sexy as hell. She has everything she could ever ask for. Well, almost everything. There is still one thing she wants and couldn't have, and it's been bothering her for ages now. She sighs in frustration, looking at a framed picture on her mahogany table.
It is a picture of a 20 years old boy named Jeff. Jeff is a very sweet, kind and wonderful young man. Brandi has known him since he was 10. She has been in love with him for many years now. She craves him. Every night she lies down on her silky bed sheets, the raven haired beauty wishes he is lying next to her, wrapped in her arms with his head resting on her breasts. She wants to feel his young lips around her nipples, sucking her tits one at a time as she plays with his cock. Oh, how she wishes she could wrap her fingers around his pretty dick and jerk him off until he cums on her face!
There is only one problem though. Her beauty is great enough and she is very confident she could seduce him if she wants, but she can't seduce him. He is her best friend's son.
She and Laura have been friends since Laura transferred to the hospital where they work at. Brandi knows Laura would be very mad at her if she asks the boy out. It fills her with guilt to be in love with and have filthy, depraved thoughts about her closest friend's only child, but she knows she couldn't keep resisting her desire forever.
Sooner or later, Brandi will crack. She will be overcame by her lust for the much younger man. Of that she is very certain. Brandi just isn't sure yet when that will be.
There is a knock on the front doorZ
Brandi applies some fresh lipstick. Not that she needs any makeup since she is already naturally gorgeous. The tall, voluptuous surgeon just likes looking the best she could. She puts on her Christian Louboutin stilettos and heads to the door.
Opening it, she grins at her best friend whose son she was just thinking about.
"Hey, Laura!" Brandi greets.
"Wanna go shopping?"
"Sure! Just let me grab my handbag first, okay?" Brandi quickly gets her handbag and then follows her friend to the BMW parked outside the house.
Laura is a much better driver than Brandi. As her friend drives, Brandi continues to think about Jeff. The boy has zero clue his mom's friend is in love with him. He is oblivious enough with girls his own age and has no way of knowing that the much older woman has been thirsty for him for some time now.
"Is everything okay?"
"Huh, what?" Brandi is surprised by the question that her friend just asked her.
"You were staring off for ages now" says Laura. "Nothing to look at but the trees." It's true. There isn't much for Brandi to stare at. She chides herself and does her best to put on a normal expression.
"It's nothing."
Laura frowns but doesn't say anything else. She keeps her hand on the large steering wheel and drives faster. Soon they are at the mall.
The two women go shopping together very often, both of them having loads of money to spend. They make the same amount but Brandi has saved up a lot more over the years, since she never had a child.
She buys herself a new scarf while her best friend purchases a wallet.
Laura suggests that they eat lunch at a French restaurant. Brandi agrees. She likes French food a lot.
They enter the restaurant and are then seated in a corner. Settling into the comfy leather chair, Brandi peruses the menu. The black haired beauty orders lamb chops, just like Laura.
Laura gazes at Brandi intently before saying "I think I know what your problem is now."
Brandi flinches. "What are you talking about?" she asks.
"You need to get laid." Silence. "I mean it, Brandi. You look like you've got a lot going on in your life right now. I don't know what it is but getting fucked will really help clear your head. When was the last time you got a guy to pound your cunt? You really need to get your pussy stuffed full of cock soon."
Brandi laughs nervously. She is already thinking of getting a certain someone to fuck her but she doesn't think that her friend would be supportive if she tells her who the guy is.
"Yeah, you're right," she mutters. "I do need to get laid." The woman wraps her new scarf around her neck. It is sea green and very soft. Feels good on her tanned skin.
Laura unfolds the white napkin right in front of her and also takes a sip of the red wine. She looks at Brandi and tells her "Maybe we should go to a bar and pick up some guys together tonight."
"No, I really don't want to do one night stands anymore."
Back in her younger years, Brandi used to fuck a bunch of random guys. She is no longer interested in sleeping around though. In fact, she stopped doing that sort of thing ages ago, ever since she fell in love with Jeff. She just didn't tell Laura that she stopped.
"Fair enough. May as well get a proper boyfriend," Laura shrugs.
Two waiters bring over their food and Laura smiles at them. She hands each of them a piece of paper with her phone number. "You two are quite handsome. I want you to call me this evening so we can arrange an threesome. You guys could fuck me and cum in my holes all you want."
Brandi snickers as she watches the two flustered men walk off. She then says to her best friend "Sometimes I just can't believe how slutty you are, banging all decent looking guys you can find."
Laura chuckles. "Yeah, I guess I am a bit of a whore."
"A bit? You slept with 12 guys last week!"
The women eat their lunch and chat a bit more before paying the bill. Laura tells Brandi she will drop her off first before going home but Brandi tells her "I want to go over to your place and play some foosball with you. Are you game?"
"Sure! No problem."
Laura doesn't see the mischievous glint in Brandi's eyes. She and her friend goes shopping for another half an hour, with Brandi buying a red thong. Then they get back to Laura's car and Laura drives them to her place.
Brandi feels herself getting wet. Her cunt is oozing fluids as she thinks of the boy she is about to see very soon.
I really have to control my lust, she tells herself mentally.
Laura hums along to the songs on radio and taps the steering wheel with her index fingers absent-mindedly. She is fantasizing about the two waiters and imagining one of them banging her cunt while another slams into her hot ass.