This is my true story...
I am 5'7 inches, quite muscular body as all I enjoyed was sports, and going to the gym. My family and Karen's family have been friends for 20 years, going back to when my mum and Karen were pregnant with my sister and my best friends sister at the same time, they were pregnant with myself and my best friend at the same time, and pretty much the same with my younger brother and there youngest.
A brief description of Karen, she is 5' 5", black hair, her breast have grown to 34d after bearing five children, and she tries to keep fit taking Sarah (her youngest) swimming, so has a relatively flat belly, with a well-proportioned round ass.
Karen, having divorced the children's father after he ran off with another woman, re-married to a religious hard to please man, who to be fair picked up the pieces after the first marriage but never really treated Karen right, nor saw the three children as 'his own' despite helping a lot in there upbringing.
Anyway, he always felt he needed a child of his own, and Karen gave birth to his daughter (Sarah), 8 years ago, Karen was young in the first marriage. Karen gave her husband what he had always wanted and after the birth of his child, he took less care in treating the family how they should, including Karen and she had suspicions of an affair. However, as we grew older I became the equivalent of a son to her, and was very comfortable around the family, I frequently stayed over there, even going to on holiday with them one year.
As I grew into a man I saw Karen in different ways, and for some reason sensed something different with the way she behaved around me, she would always take interest in my relationships with girls always smiling when my friend would tease me regarding girls I had got with.
One evening whilst the 3 'kids', were visiting there father who had moved to France with his new wife, Sarah, Karen's youngest child was with her Grandparents to give Karen and Darren some time alone, after months of little affection, Karen tried to spice things up, anything to get some notice from him. That night she dressed to kill, in long black dress, which complimented her still respectable figure, however Darren (the husband) had other plans, and said he had already had arranged to go jamming with the shitty band he was in. Karen was so upset and he left her weeping in front of a romantic candle lit dinner that she had prepared for the two of them.
I was just finishing football and as my bathroom was being re-decorated, I didn't think twice to drive over to Karen's to use their shower, when I got there and let myself in I was gobsmacked, Karen looked beautiful and evidently slightly drunk. She had been crying and her make-up was smudged, I consoled her with a hug and could feel her firm breast tightly on my chest, in all the excitement I still hadn't showered from football, so asked to have a quick shower and whilst doing so I told her not to worry, clean herself up and to re-heat the food. When I came out in a towel Karen met me in the hall; she had got me some clean clothes to wear belonging to her son, my best mate.
We sat down to the dinner and she poured her heart out to me about how the limp dick of a husband had neglected her for so long, and all she wanted was to be loved and treated like a lady, the alcohol was clearly having an affect on her now and after 20 minutes of her talking away I spoke, saying she deserved better, and that he was a fool to ignore someone so beautiful. She just looked at me and I thought I had gone too far, but then she gave me a sexy smile and leant in to kiss me.
I was utterly gobsmacked and remembered she was my best friend's mother! I broke the kiss and told her I didn't want to take advantage of her, however my protests were short lived when she kissed me again whispering she knew exactly what she wanted and rubbed my now semi erect cock. We stood, her against the wall and slowly I unzipped her dress leaving her in a red push up bra, red thong and red 3-inch heels. I was in heaven! She then took the rains, and within seconds I was naked in front of her, and by the grin on her face, she was pleased to see my rock hard cock, standing proud 8 1/2 inches in the air. It was later that she told of how Darren's limp dick only stretched to 4 1/2 inches at best.
We embraced once more now her on the floor and with me on top.
