I was just entering second year of college and decided to rent a room instead of going back to residence. It was so noisy there and the food sucked. So I thought finding a room would be better.
Checking the Student Housing Office on campus I found a couple of places that seemed interesting. After checking them out, I decided to take the room at Mrs. Johnson's house.
Mrs. Johnson, or Mary as she wanted me to call her, was about 60. She had a full time job but needed the extra cash from my rent to make ends meet. She had been a widow for 2 years and had 3 grown children who lived on their own. I would have complete run of the house and all meals were provided. It was quite the deal.
Right from the start, Mary was constantly teasing me. There were the jokes with sexual overtones, the gentle touches to my arms and face and even the occasional peeks down her tops. There was no mistaking the fact there was some sexual tension between us even though she was so much older.
Mary certainly didn't look her age. She had a nice figure and a beautiful face.
One day, we were joking around as usual and I put my hand on her back. It was the first time I had "touched" her. Mary only looked at me and smiled. I could feel her bra through her top. The feel of it made me hard.
A little while later, Mary and I had been telling jokes. She kind of shocked when she told me a dirty joke. It was about a blond and her ass. I don't remember the joke but we both laughed. I then made a comment about how she would freak if some guy held her ass. Mary just looked at me with a mischievous grin and said, "Well why don't you try it and find out then."
We just stood there looking at each other. Mary's grin was challenging me to touch her ass. So I reached out and put my hand firmly on her ass. Mary didn't flinch. So I squeezed. I could feel her panties through her pants. "See!! I didn't freak. I've had my ass squeezed before and I remember liking it if I do recall." So that started my swatting and pinching her ass several times each day. Mary seemed to love the attention.
A few days after this, I was working on my studies after dinner at the kitchen table. I liked to work there because the table was big enough for all my books and supplies. I had been working for an hour or so when Mary came into the kitchen. She poured herself something from the fridge. I was not paying attention to her. Suddenly I heard her voice from right behind my head. "What are you working on?" Then I felt her head right beside mine. Our ears were touching. It was then I could feel her tits pressed into my shoulder.
"I'm..... I... um... I am working on.... Um... my algebra homework." All I could do was stutter out my response.
"Um. I hated algebra. I couldn't concentrate on it very well. I always wanted to be doing something different." Mary moved her tits across my shoulders a little.
I was paralysed. I didn't move a muscle. "It's ok. I need this course for my degree otherwise I wouldn't be taking it."
"I understand. But there are many more things that are much more interesting." Mary moved again then added, "I best leave before you can't concentrate at all any more." With that, Marry was gone.
I did have a problem in my pants after that. Her tits had felt great. It took a while before I could concentrate again on the algebra.
All the time I had been at Mary's, I had dated and even gotten a few pieces of tail. But they were few and far between. It was not long after that incident with her tits that I had a date with a girl on campus. She turned out to be a major cock tease. She was flirting like crazy and rubbing her body on me as we danced. But every time I put a hand on her, she pushed it away. I was not even trying to be sexual. I mean if I touched her back or her arm, she pushed my hand away. After a couple of hours of her rubbing against me, I was hard and ready to go. The problem was, she wasn't interested. I think she got her rocks off teasing men to the limit.
The dance floor at the pub was crowded. At one point she turned from me and started to dance with another guy. That was cool. Everyone was mixing like that. She was really rubbing him good. As the song ended, they didn't stop rubbing. Another song started and a buddy of that guy moved in on her. She was rubbing him now. From that point on, she never looked at me again. Eventually I headed to the bar and bought a beer. I just stood there and watched her tease the other guys. A couple of songs later I said, "Fuck it!!!!" and left to head home.
When I got to Mary's, it was early by my standards. It was just before eleven. As I came in, I heard the television in the den. I called out, "Hello!" to Mary so she would know I was home. I didn't wait for a reply but turned and bounded up the stairs toward my room.
The house was a side split. At the top of the stairs there was a bedroom on either side of the hall. Mary's room was on the right. At the end of the hall were two more bedrooms. Mine was at the end of the hall on the left. As you walked down the hall, just before the bathroom, the hall jutted to the left. The bathroom door was back behind this corner. So coming out of the bathroom, you could not see down the hall until your rounded the little corner of the jut out.
Even if you had a stunt co-ordinator on site, you could not have orchestrated what happened any better. Just at the instant I got to the corner, Mary came out of the bathroom with her head down and started to round the corner heading to her room. We collided face to face. It was a pretty good hit as neither of us was expecting the other to be there. We both started to fall and I reached out and grabbed Mary. I held on to her. It took a second or two before we were both steady on our feet.
