My buddies Mom

This is about Russell’s Mom.

To start with, my name is Jay and my best buddy for most of my life has been Russell and this is about my 18th birthday. Well at least the celebration of it the weekend following my 18th birthday. As I was still in High School had to wait until the following weekend to whoop it up and that is just what Russell and I had planned.

So early Friday evening I drove over to Russell’s house to pick him up with plans for both of us to head up to my parents cabin for the weekend that was close to a small country bumpkin college town inundated with plenty of hot co-eds. Granted Russell and I were still in High School, but both of us being of larger stature, we could pass for college kids. Even though Russell was just a young pup of 17.

Arriving at the Wagner’s home to pick up Russell, I was met at the door by Lori. Lori is Russell’s 16-year-old sister that goes to the same school as we do. Lori is a very hot looking chick, and she knows it, teasing any swinging dick she comes across. She also has an antagonizing habit of putting me on the spot with her questions that should be private.

Lori of course was dressed to the nines waiting to go out on a date. She was wearing a slinky mid thigh length, low cut dress that accentuated her youthful figure. She had yet to fill out her chest, but still managed to have a cleavage with the help of a push up bra. Her legs were absolutely perfect though; from toes to thighs it appeared that they were off a well-formed mannequin.

Me being me, of course I tried to visualize what she looked like under her clothes. It helped as Russell and I a few months ago, were tasked to run to the local under garment boutique for Lori and Mrs. Wagner, to pick up a few items for them. Mrs. Wagner gave us instructions to give a certain attendant a card with Mrs. Wagner’s and Lori’s critical measurements in which the attendant could confirm the proper item was shipped. Of course we had to look at the card. It showed Lori being 5’3” to 5’4’ tall, weighing 110 lbs, with measurements of 34-22-34 and specified large A/small B cup. Now Mrs. Wagner’s critical measurements were 5’7’ to 5’71/2”, 135 lb, and having a 36-26-37 figure specifying a full C cup (nice to know, even though she was older, I did have more than one self induced orgasm thinking of her).

So, with me thinking about whether or not Lori had graduated all the way to B cup status, she led me into the kitchen and told me to sit at the table. After I took my chair, Lori went to the other side and before sitting down herself; she bent over the table pushing a bowl of fruit towards me. This allowed a full view of her chest right down to her belly. Ok, she had made it past the teacup size but was not yet up to cereal bowl size. What I did pick up on were the 1/3 visible rounds of her areola’s above her push up bra. My staring it did not get lost on her as she woke me up out of trance by saying:

“Hey idiot, those tits are jail bait now that you are 18 years-old”

I stammered, ”Ah…what?” as she sat down across from me.

Taking full advantage of my condition she continued, “too bad we did not hook up a few days ago, you might have had an opportunity to get a touch of my tits, maybe I would have even let you kiss them. Maybe I would have even allowed you to fuck me, maybe.”

By now my dick was harder than granite with the thoughts of what she just said swirling in my mind. Along with my mind’s eye painting a picture of Lori’s nude body spread out in front of me.

“Hey dickhead, get your mind out of the gutter” Lori shouted.

With that she pulled one of her tits out of the top of her dress, exposing an exceptionally large nipple and areola. She looked at me an said,” yep, too bad, you might have been able to have this” and then pushed it back in place.

She leaned on her elbow and said, “ from now on seems as though you will have to go after older women…or just old women.” She said with a laugh, “ maybe my Mom’s got some friends you could hook up with”.

Apparently from the expression on my face, Lori came back with. “What you think my Mom’s too old, not good looking enough?”

I relied, “ no, not at all, she is great looking for someone in their late 30’s”.

To which Lori responded, “ will you admit she is hot?”

“Absolutely”, I came back hoping Lori would drop it.

“Oh yeah, would you fuck her if you had the chance?” Lori shocked me again.

Not knowing what to say, I just shrugged my shoulders.

To which Lori responded, “ I can visualize your little dick trying to fuck Mom’s pussy, turns you on doesn’t?” She waited a second to let it sink in, then asked, “Answer me, you would, wouldn’t you? You are probably so horny right now that if you touched your dick it would explode thinking about my Mom.”

I blurted out, “yes, yes I would…your Mom is one hot 38ish woman, thank God she is married and looks at me as just kid.”

“40” Lori said. “ My Mom’s 40, now how do you feel?”

To be honest, at this point it did not matter, in fact it turned me on even more especially with the knowledge it would never happen.

“Well Jay, here is the scoop” Lori matter of fact stated, “ Russell left with my Dad this afternoon and will not be back till late Sunday or possibly early Monday. Fortunately, you might have a chance to get into my Mom’s pants because you are now elected to escort my Mom to a banquet tonight. Of course the fucking thing will just be a chance in a million with Mom, but if you take her, I promise that some day you will be able to put your little dick in this.”

With that Lori stood up and pulled the front of her dress up exposing her pussy to me, spreading the lightly haired lips allowing me to see the moist inner folds of her cunt.

You will take her, will you not?” Lori aked.

Again I stammered, “Yes, absolutely…when?”

“When what?”

“When can I fuck you?”

“We will discuss this after, remember that I am now jail bait”.