Julia’s unexpected visit

It was 3p.m. Johan, a long, lanky young teenager in a
blue sweat shirt and shorts went alone up the garden path
to Mrs. Calder’s house, leaving his friend with his
bicycle to wait uncertainly at the lampost outside. He
was the same age and dressed in white with a white
baseball cap. Johan had been here three times before. He
had told his pal in lurid detail what had happened each
time but his story had met with total disbelief.

Julia had already spotted the boy coming up the path
and the front door opened before he got there. “What do
you think you’re doing, coming out of the blue without
letting me know first?” she said crossly, for she did not
approve of unexpected visitors. “For all you know my
husband might be at home!” But a glint of interest in her
eyes told Johan that she was alone and that he would
not be turned away.

“I… I was just passing and I thought that maybe you…
might be… well, in the mood.”

She laughed suddenly at his confusion. “Come in then. I
don’t like unexpected callers, Johan, but it’s nice to
see you just the same…” She gave him a teasing little
smile. “And, who knows, you might just be in luck.”

Even in her high heels she was a good deal shorter than
Johan. In the hall she looked up him with eyes that were
already beginning to get heavy. “Are you randy then?” She
looked at his crotch. Just the sight of her and the faint
scent of her soft dark hair was making his penis stiffen
in his trousers. Julia laughed and led him into the
living-room. “I don’t have much time but we can play a
bit if you want…”

“I can’t stay long either,” said Johan, trying to be
casual. “My pal’s waiting on me outside…”

Julia began to get a hint of what was going on. Her
eyes became suspicious but also curious. “Do I know him,
or not?”

“He lives in London and he’s only staying with us for a
few days…”

“And you’ve told him things about me, about us, haven’t
you?!”

“No, Julia, really I haven’t. I only said I had to
speak to you…”

“Liar!” said Julia, crossing to the window. “Where is
he? Is that him with the baseball cap?” Johan said it
was.

“Hmm…” she mused. “And how old is he?”

“Same age as me.” She could hardly believe such a well-
proportioned body could belong to a boy so young. She
turned to face Johan again.

“Now don’t lie to me. The two of you were planning to get
it off with me, weren’t you?”

Johan looked at the floor. “It doesn’t matter… I’ll be
going… I… I just thought you might like to do it with
the two of us.”

“Well, maybe I would,” she said cautiously, having
already decided to capitulate. Johan looked at her
expectantly like a dog waiting for a bone. She laughed.
“Go on then. Fetch him in and then we’ll see…” The boy
grinned at her and went to fetch his friend.

When he came into the living-room Julia smiled at
him. He was even better-looking that she had at first
thought. He took his cap off as she looked him over
admiringly, letting her eyes linger briefly at his crotch
where she detected a faint bulge already.

“Hi, my name’s Julia. What’s yours?”

“Alexander,” he said simply, his eyes admiring her
slender body in return.

“Listen, Alexander, you needn’t think I don’t know that
you two are just here to flirt with me and try to get it
off. I don’t mind having a bit of fun with you, but get
this straight: I’m a married woman and I don’t fuck with
young boys. Johan knows that well enough…” He nodded
solemnly in confirmation. Having made the rules clear,
she pointed to the big three-sitter couch. “Now sit down
there both of you while I fetch something to drink.”

Johan winked at Alexander as they watched her go to the
open kitchen, swaying gently on her high heels, her dark
blue skirt swinging softly round her slim shapely legs.
“You’re right! She’s really gorgeous!” Alex breathed.

“And hot as hell as well…” Johan whispered. “If she
let’s you neck with her then stroke her legs whlle you’re
kissing her,” he advised. “That turns her on like
anything… before you know it she’ll have your cock out
in her hand. You’ll see…”

When Julia returned, Alexander moved to make room for
her and she sat down between them. Although she looked so
cool, she was excited inside and Johan felt a soft tremor
run through her slender body as she leaned against him,
lifting her face up to him with a soft laugh. “If you
boys want to play naughty games, you’ll have to get me in
the mood first, you know…”

Johan responded by bringing his lips down on hers. They
parted almost immediately and he shivered as her tongue
snaked out between her teeth and into his mouth.
Alexander watched them as they necked. The kiss became
hotter and more passionate as Johan cradled her in his
arms and she slid her bare arm up round his neck, panting
softly through her nose. He could see her jaw working
slowly as her tongue explored his pal’s mouth. Johan’s
hand soon went to her breast and she squirmed
voluptuously. Her slim legs began to coil and slither
slowly, her pale transparent stockings rasping softly.

Alexander began to perspire as he watched the two
petting, his penis hard and aching with arousal. Finally,
unable to keep his hands off her, he reached out and
trailed his fingers tentatively up the leg nearest him.
Julia gave a little snort of approval and
encouragement and he began to stroke her stockinged legs
pushing her skirt back from her smooth knees.

Johan had his hand inside her silk blouse now and she was
panting heavily through flared nostrils. Alexander’s
breath caught in his throat as he realised she was
fumbling in Johan’s shorts and hunting, blindly,
feverishly for his penis.