Chapter 1
Meeting Hazel
It all started when I, an innocent young eighteen-year-old, got caught out by a rainstorm on my way to a youth-hostel.
I had decided to run away from home, where my mum and dad were always arguing, and from school, where I didn't have any real friends.
I was totally soaked when a Jaguar XKR pulled up and stunning young woman offered me a lift. I guessed her to be mid-thirties. When she noticed how wet I was, and I pointed out that I would get her car wet, she told me to throw my coat, shoes and trousers into the boot. I sat there in my underwear, becoming aware of how sexy she is.
We drove to her place, an expensive looking house, and I followed her in. She ran a hot bath for me, with loads of bubble-bath, and while I was lying there naked in the water, she came in with a cup of tea and took my clothes to be washed, offering me a bath-robe. She asked how I was feeling, and sat on the side of the bath. Then she asked if the water was hot enough, dipping her hand in just around my waist to test the temperature. I don't know if it was her intention, but I guess so; anyway, her hand brushed against my rapidly growing cock, and her swirling around moved the bubble-bath away from it to leave my erection partly exposed. She smiled, and said she would leave me to finish off.
I put on the bath-robe, which was very short, but I needn't have worried about the shortness of the robe exposing my cock, as in those circumstances the old devil was not looking south very much. Rather I was somewhat embarrassed by the bulge which it was making under the bath-robe. Hazel seemed to approve, as she too had got changed into a loose dress which showed no signs of having a bra underneath. She had two glasses on the table in front of her, and beckoned me to join her on the sofa. As we sat there drinking, she started stroking my thigh, which did nothing to calm my erection, and as she leaned forward to put her glass back on the table her dress briefly exposed her breast. She asked me if I was comfortable, and I said that I was just a little nervous. She smiled again, and I noticed that my throbbing cock has slipped though the opening of the bath-robe, and was completely exposed. She reached out and stroked it with her finger-nails, saying I didn't look nervous, and then she lifted my hand up to her breast. Her dress slipped aside, exposing her completely, and I fondled her tits and then she kisses me. Then she guides one of her breasts into my mouth, and I kissed and sucked her nipple while her hand started wanking me. She lay me down on the sofa and climbed on top of me, and I felt my cock slide easily into the warm wet welcome of her pussy. I didn't need to do anything as she started humping me, smothering my face with her tits, until I exploded inside her, shooting some weeks' worth of come into her.
She took me up to bed, where we slept together, and in the morning made love again.
Then she told me that she had to go out on business, but I should make myself at home.
I explored the house and found a swimming-pool. As I didn't have any swimming kit with me, I just stripped naked and went for a swim. It felt wonderful, being naked in the water.
Suddenly I looked up and see a young woman standing above me. She looked hot. I guessed her to me in her early twenties, and she was wearing a very small bikini.
