\I walked in the house and dropped my book bag on the kitchen table. Opening the refrigerator I scanned for something to eat. Finding nothing appealing I grabbed a soda, popped it open, sat down at the kitchen table. My mom walked in.
"Oh hi Shawn. You're home early." She said.
"Yeah I didn't have any classes this afternoon."
"Well Mrs Anderson called and wondered if you wouldn't mind helping her move some furniture around."
"Sure I could go over this afternoon."
"Great I'll call her and let her know."
Ah Mrs Anderson. She, her husband and 2 kids lived a couple of blocks away. My parents and the Andersons have been friends for years. The funny thing is my girlfriend's family also knew the Andersons. Actually Brandi just babysat for the Anderson's last night.
After lunch I went over to the Andersons. I knocked on the door, the same door I knocked on last night when Brandi called. She called me to come over and fuck her while she was babysitting. I got out of there just as the Andersons returned home.
Mrs Anderson opened the door.
"Hi Shawn, I'm so glad you could come over to help me out."
"No problem Mrs Anderson." For being an older lady, at least in her mid 30's, she was still an attractive sexy woman. She had short dirty blonde hair, a nice shape, some decent sized boobs. C if not D. She was wearing a short bath robe which ended about half way down her thighs. It was pretty well shut, not revealing what was underneath. I was surprised and a bit turned on by this.
"Where are the boys?" I asked as it appeared they were not around.
"They are at preschool, I have to pick them up in a couple of hours. But in the mean time I wanted to move the furniture around."
We began to move the furniture around. As we worked her robe became more and more open. She didn't notice or at least pretended not to notice. It wasn't long before I realized she wasn't wearing a bra. I tried to be coy about it but I kept taking peeks, hoping to see more. At one point she leaned over and a boob fell out. She put it back, but not before letting me get a good long look at it. All of this made me a bit horny.
Finally we were done. I sat down on the couch while she went to get us a drink. She came back with 2 glasses of soda. Her robe was open to her waist.
"Thanks for your help, I truly appreciate it." She said handing me the glass while standing in a sexy pose, hips to one side. "How can I repay you?" She sat on a chair next to the couch.
"No need for that." I said, and then took a drink of my soda. While her robe was opened down to her waist it still covered her tits. Still it was enough to drive me nuts. I didn't know where to look, so I looked down at the floor.
"Well can I ask you something?" She said after a short pause.
"Yeah sure." I quickly looked up at her, then back down to the floor. She fidgeted in her chair for a second.
"Do you find me sexy?"
"What?" I asked, totally surprised by that question. I looked up at her.
"Do you find me sexy?" she repeated.
"Well yeah I guess." I finally answered, not quite sure how I should answer this. She got up and sat next to me. She crossed her legs, made sure her robe was open enough that I could see her tit. I was getting excited, but really nervous. Was she coming on to me?
"Do you find me sexy enough to make love to?"
Not knowing how to answer I didn't answer. She rubbed my shoulder with her hand.
"Well?" She prompted me for an answer.
"Yeah I do Mrs Anderson, but..."
"But what?"
"You're married." We stared at each other for a couple of seconds.
"So does that mean I'm not sexy?"
"Well no, but you've got a husband and all that." I stammered out.
"My husband doesn't seem to be too interested in me these days. I'm sure he still loves me, but that spark is gone." She looked away as she explained. "I wasn't sure if I was still sexy or not." Silence for several seconds.
"I shouldn't be doing this." And she stood up, began to turn away from me. I reached out and grabbed her hand, not knowing why.
"Really Mrs Anderson you are a sexy woman." She stopped and stood still for a couple of seconds. Then she turned, undid her robe and it fell open. It still covered her tits, but she was wearing black panties.
"Thank you Shawn. Let me thank you for the work you've down today." With that she let her robe drop to the floor. Her tits were beautiful, fairly small nipples and areolas for tits her size, a light brown color. She sat on the couch next me, leaned over and kissed me. At the same time her hands were on my pants, trying to get them undone. This reminded me of last right, right on this same couch when Brandi pretty much attacked me just like this. I reached up and grabbed both her tits with my hands. I massaged them for a bit, feeling her erect nipples.
She finally got my pants opened, she pulled back from me and pulled them down. I lifted my hips after kicking off my sneakers. She pulled off my pants and immediately dropped to her knees between my legs. She wrapped her hand around my semi hard cock, started to stroke it. Her face was only inches from my cock, her eyes studying it closely. She brought it to her face, she took a deep breath.
"You smell so good." She said while holding my cock against her face. She took another deep breath. She licked up my shaft. She then licked the tip, ran her tongue around it. She licked to the hole, pushed her tongue into it. She then sucked my cock into her mouth. I could feel her tongue rubbing on my shaft as she began to bob up and down. As she bobbed on my cock her hands rubbed up and down my thighs. She did this for a couple of minutes then pulled off me. As she sat next to me on the couch she pulled off my shirt.. She then leaned into me and began to kiss me. Her hands rubbed up and down my chest. As we kissed our tongues intertwined, her hand found my cock again, began to stroke it. I wrapped my hands around her, rubbing up and down her smooth back. My hands rubbed over her ass, then into her panties, now on her naked ass.