My Summer Job aka my best friend’s mom

It was the summer of 2004. My name is Steven and I had just turned 16 and my body seemed to know it. My dick had grown 2 inches during the school year, bringing it from 5 to 7 inches. I practically had a mane of pubic hair surrounded my cock. I was 6 foot even and about 170 pounds. I wasn’t particularly fat, but I wasn’t all muscle either. I had a lot of muscle from lifting weights but some baby fat that I never really got rid of. My hair was long, a little past my shoulders. I wore it in dread locks. My eyes were blue.
This summer, I had gotten my first “job”. I put quotes because it was just taking care of my friend’s cat while he and his family was away.
It was my first day on the job, and I had just gotten into the house. I turned on the lights and walked into the kitchen, calling to the cat.
I got out a can of cat food and opened it up. I put half of it into the food dish and laid it out for the cat. I then filled up her water dish. After that, I was done. (it was an easy job).
Because I was finished and had some time to kill, I decided to explore the house. I went from room to room looking for anything interesting. The only thing I found were some otter pops in the garage. That is, until I went into the parents room.
By then, I was pretty bored, so I decided to look through their drawers. The first one I looked through gave me a shock. In the drawer was some of the sexiest lingerie I have seen. Now, seeing lingerie probably wouldn’t shock most people, but this woman was a devoted Catholic, so anything sexual was a surprise to me.
As I looked at her underwear, I started to get a hard on. I could feel it bulging through my pants, begging to be touched. I complied.
I pulled a pair of her underwear out of the drawer and smelled it. It was wonderful. My raging hard on got even stiffer. I pulled it out of my pants and started to stroke it gently while rubbing it against the panties.
Now, to some people, jacking off into the panties of a forty-something mother may seem gross, so I should probably describe her. Her name was Jolene. She was a natural blond, standing at 5’5’’ with nice, firm c-cups, which were surprising, considering her age and the fact that she has had 2 kids. She was in shape, but not like a supermodel. She looked like she went jogging a couple of times a week. She also had one of the prettiest faces I have seen, with her full, pouty lips and big brown eyes.
Back to the story.
I was rubbing my dick harder now, thinking about fucking her. I pictured myself first licking her pussy lips and clit, getting them wet with my saliva and her own juices.