I spend a lot of time at my buddy Neil's house. I have to admit I like looking at his mom, Jean. What can I say, at nineteen I hadn't had a lot of experience with females. Neil's mom had to be in her early forties. She was a curvy woman with long dark hair. Her best feature was her tits. Boy, did she like to show them off. There were more than a few times I was sure she wasn't wearing a bra underneath.
"Your Mom sure like to dress sexy," I told Neil.
Neil gave me an evil stare. Even though we were best friends he didn't like people talking about his divorced mother. I guess he heard every comment about how his mother dressed like a slut. That wasn't the case but she didn't cover up her big breasts. I was supposed to meet Neil at his house one late afternoon. When I got there Jean told me Neil had to stay over at his job and work some overtime.
"You're welcome to come in and wait a bit."
I didn't have anywhere else to be and I would never turn down an opportunity to look at Jean. Sure enough she was wearing tight shorts that day and even though she had a bra on, it could barely contain her tits. Jean was cleaning up around the house and as she was doing so, she was bending down at the waist. I have wondered if she was doing it for my benefit. I could see some major cleavage.
I know my dick was stirring in my pants. I tried to move around on the sofa so my cock bulge wasn't so obvious. Neil's mom finally sat down next to me on the sofa. She was making small talk. She asked me about where I work and if I had any girlfriends. I told her I didn't have a girlfriend at the moment.
"A handsome guy like you shouldn't have any trouble picking up women," she said to me.
I didn't quite know what to say. I take that back, I wanted to ask if she would take her shirt and bra off for me. Things changed in just a few moments. Jean moved over closer to me. She place a hand on my thigh and started to rub it.
"I don't get out as much as I would like," she said to me. "I like it when you come over to visit me"