Moving is always a job none of us wish to do too often. So I was hoping this would be my last move. Standing on the porch of our new home I took a good look at my daughter Ann age eighteen and my son Mack age nineteen. They are great looking kids and both have enrolled in college to start in the fall. Ann is rather conservative in manner and dress. She likes long granny dresses and is one that does not use a lot of makeup if any at all. She has a natural beauty about her that will always turn a man's head. I have seen it a dozen times whenever we go shopping at the mall. She is a showstopper but she just doesn't seem to know it herself. She has small breasts, which are pointed much like my own. Except my breasts are large and not so high any more.
Age is a real killer in the T&A department. But in Ann I can see a lot of myself with one exception that is. At her age I was into wild sex with as many guys as I could get. God, did I love sex back then. I would do anything and was always looking for a new thrill and finding it wherever I could. I remember how I once went to the movies with my mother and Dad. While sitting next to my Dad I lifted my skirt and masturbated myself to a climax. Then reached over and laid my hand on the lap of the guy next to me. He was a total stranger but young enough to enjoy the attentions of a young girl. Before the movie was over I gave the guy a hand job and when he cum I licked his cum off my hand. This was so exciting to me and the thrill of sex would follow me for many years right up until I met my husband to be. He somehow turned me around till he was the only one I wanted. Then over the years I learned that sex for love was even greater than sex for the fun of it. I was so happy that Ann was not like her mother in that way.
Mack was only ten months older than his sister. Mack is also a well-built young man. He is handsome, with a few too many girls' friends. I know he is into sex with most of the girls he dates. I often fine stains on his underwear. I know dried cum when I see it. Not too long ago I happen to see him naked and was surprised at the size of him cock. I wished his father had been that well hung. It kind of turned me on to see his fluid cock hanging down like along thick salami. My oh my: what kind of mother am I standing here waiting for the moving van and thinking of my son's enormous cock. That was the moment I saw a tall handsome man walking across the front lawn from the house next door.
He introduced himself as Wayne Stewart single, two years my senior and there was no doubt he was looking me over pretty good. But that looking was a two way street. I noticed he had broad shoulders, narrow waist, and a formidable bulge in his jeans. As I looked him over I lost interest in my son's cock and wondered how soon Wayne and I would be jumping in the sack. I wondered if he loved to have his cock sucked. But I knew the answer to that after all, all men love to have their cocks sucked. And I was just the gal to get him in the mood for some hot sex. Damn if I was not reverting to the days of old. But why not I was no longer married and I had not had sex for over nine months. After I left my husband I had sex once with my boss so I could bet a raise in pay. But he was not an anything lover just a bomb that never went off. He was one of those guys that really needed Viagra.
Before the truck arrived Wayne was calling me Trudy we were on a first name bases in no time at all. We got a call and found the truck would not be here till later this afternoon. Wayne asked us to join him in his home for lunch. He laid out a table of cold cuts, a choice of breads and beer, wine or coffee. Mack took a beer and handed me one to me. Ann surprised me by having a glass of wine. I had never seen her drink before. I also noticed she had an eye on Wayne giving him the once over twice as I had done. I also noticed a smile on her face as her gaze fell on his crotch. I was beginning to think at maybe I and been wrong about my daughter not being interested in sex. I would have bet she was still virgin but I have been wrong before. I would find out later that I had been very wrong.
