As I've gotten older, entering into my 40's, I find myself fantasizing more and more about younger men.
I think my most recent naughty fantasy, which was ultimately fulfilled, involved the 21-year-old man who was I sharing dog-sitting duties with for a mutual friend. David is covering the 'night shift' for the weekend, and I'm coming over in the morning and afternoon.
I've run into David a few times in the past, and he's always been very sweet and polite. Often I've found myself noticing his gorgeous bicep muscles, the way his jeans fit his tight, young ass, and the way his mouth and lips curved seductively when he laughed. I had to stop myself on more than a couple of occasions from staring at his crotch.
Dog-sitting was to be from Friday to Monday. I went to my friend's house Friday afternoon, and found that David had left a note on the kitchen counter, detailing the time he'd been there, and that he'd fed the dogs. Also on the note was his cell phone number. I left a note saying what time I'd been there, and some funny stuff about what the dogs did and said.
I called him before I left, asking if he was planning on coming back that night. He said he would be there around 8:00pm and would stay a few hours and lock up the house for the night.
Unable to suppress the inappropriate sexual thoughts running through my head, I decide I have nothing to lose, and plan to show up 'unexpectedly' at the house later that night, knowing he'd most likely be there.
I see his truck in front of the house, and pull my car into the driveway. I take the key out from under the doormat and unlock the door - pretending I didn't know he was there. As soon as I come through the door, the dogs greet me with excited barks and tails wagging. I come into the kitchen and surprise him lying on the couch in the family room. He's wearing shorts and a t-shirt, his hair slightly messy from lying back on the couch pillow.
I say "Oh, hi David! I didn't know you were here! I guess I've never paid attention to what you drive-I suppose that's your truck out front?"
He smiles and says, "yes, that's my truck. I was just watching a movie with the dogs."
I sit down on the opposite end of the couch and play with the dogs a little. We share some small talk, and I ask if he'd like a beer. He says "yes", and I walk to the kitchen to fetch us a couple of cold ones.
I ask him what he's watching, and he says "I'm not sure of the name of it, but it's a pretty good movie".
I settle in and start watching the movie with him, while the dogs climb up on the couch between us. After a while, I get up to get another beer for the two of us, and come back in to a rather steamy scene in the movie. I sit back down on the couch, and notice he's acting somewhat embarrassed – he's blushing uncomfortably. I also notice a slight bulge beginning to appear in his shorts.
I make a joke about what was going on in the movie to help relax him a bit, and then move closer to him on the couch (pretending to be reaching to pet one of the dogs).