Please, Mrs. Robinson – 1

Story Title – Please, Mrs. Robinson – 1 (MILF, Fm, Exhibitionist, implied incest)

Summary – A story about an older woman and younger man. Would she really seduce her son’s best friend?

Note – This is a work of fiction, make-believe and fantasy. The author does not condone any sexual activity among persons under 18 in real life. It is OK to have fantasies, but turning a fantasy into reality can destroy lives. Don’t be a dick with other people’s lives!

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“Jimmy,” Nancy Robinson yelled up the stairway. “Brandon’s here!” She stood at the base of the stairs, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. The young visitor stood behind her, dressed in clean, white, baseball uniform. As she bent down slightly to look up the stairwell, her breasts nearly tumbled out of her robe. Brandon, her son Jimmy’s best friend, was staring at her long legs and the hint of her naked ass as the sexy older woman’s short robe rose up as she bent over.

“Send him up!” Jimmy yelled back.

“Go on up, Brandon,” Mrs. Robinson said as she turned around. She smiled at Brandon and gave him a sexy wink. She had caught him staring at her ass, and now, he couldn’t help looking at her deep cleavage and partially exposed breasts.

‘Boys will be boys, after all,’ Nancy thought. She pulled her robe just a little bit tighter, leaving an abundance of soft flesh still visible. He smiled at her and blushed, embarrassed at being caught.

Nancy watched Brandon climb the stairs. His pants were tight and showed off his firm, teenage ass. She nervously nibbled on a fingertip as she admired his butt flexing back and forth with each step. She sucked her finger a moment and removed it with a soft ‘pop.’

Mrs. Robinson was a recent divorcee in her mid-thirties. The smile lines around her lips and eyes were the only things that showed her age. Her body was still young and firm. She had full breasts and a tight, generous ass. She was considered very good looking and kept her body in shape.

Their friends thought her husband was a fool to leave such a pretty, vivacious, and sensual woman for a young trollop. Nancy couldn’t fault him for wanting a young lover; she had the same desires. She yearned to feel a firm, youthful, body between her thighs while she gripped her nameless Adonis’s ass-cheeks – one in each hand. She would encourage her teenage lover and his hard, teenage cock by softly scratching her fingernails up and down his back while moaning and whispering for him to fuck her; fuck her harder and faster. Then, because her lover was young, horny, and at his sexual prime, they would make love again and again.

Brandon arrived at the top of the stairs and went in to Jimmy’s bedroom. The morning sun was shining through the window. It was a beautiful Saturday morning.

“Brandon,” Jimmy said. “Why are you here so early again? I haven’t even showered yet.”

“You know I don’t like being late,” Brandon answered. He took off his baseball cap. “I want to practice a little before the ball game.”

“Well, you’ll have to wait a while,” Jimmy said. “I’m not going to hurry just because you are a psycho.”

“All right, I’ll go hang out with your mom while you get ready. You know I don’t like seeing you strip down to your skivvies for your shower.”

“Yeah, like I want you to watch anyway,” Jimmy said. “Hey, why do you always want to hang out with my mom?” Jimmy asked. “Don’t you think that’s a little odd? A young guy and an old woman hanging out?”

“Nah,” Brandon said. “Your mom’s cool. She’s a lot of fun to talk to.” Then, he added with a smile, “And she’s hot.”

“Gross,” Jimmy said. “Don’t talk about my mom like that.”

“Sorry, but she’s a MILF, everybody says so.”

“Just don’t, OK?”

While Jimmy thought his mother was very good looking for her age, it was still weird hearing his friends talk about how sexy she was. He didn’t mind checking out his mother’s body, especially when he talked to her in the mornings or evenings, as she dressed and undressed in front of him, he just didn’t like hearing his friend’s talk about her. He was actually a little tired of all of his friends always referring to his mother as a ‘MILF.’ He couldn’t imaging any of his friends actually fucking his own mother.

“Whatever,” Brandon replied. He stepped out of the room and went downstairs.

“Is Jimmy ready?” Mrs. Robinson asked. She was drinking her morning coffee while sitting at the kitchen table, still wearing her bathrobe and slippers. She nonchalantly reached a hand in to scratch one of her firm, plump, breasts. When she pulled her hand away, she made sure to leave most of her naked tit displayed.

“Nah, he’s not even showered yet,” Brandon said, acting cool while leaning against the doorframe.

Mrs. Robinson turned towards Brandon and lifted a foot to place it on the chair spindle. She casually opened her legs a bit and her robe parted, showing her son’s best friend her well-trimmed muff. He stared openly at her as she finished her coffee. He licked his lips.

The older woman smiled and stood up. Her robe became untied as she walked to the coffee pot to set down her empty cup. She leaned back against the kitchen sink for a moment. Both of her breasts were now exposed; nearly to her nipples, and her soft thighs and well-trimmed pussy were illuminated by the bright kitchen lights.

Mrs. Robinson followed Brandon’s gaze downwards. Down past her breasts and then to her pussy.

“Oops,” she deadpanned. The sexy older woman walked towards Brandon. She shrugged her shoulders and her robe fell in a heap upon the cold tile floor. The two embraced and kissed sensually, the way longtime lovers do, knowing each other’s thoughts and actions before they even embraced. He tilted his head right and she went left. They pressed their lips together, aching with need. She bit his lip and he sucked her lips before slightly opening their mouths and entwining their tongues together. Brandon caressed her naked body and Nancy put her hand on his chest, feeling his firm, young muscles. She ran her hand up and down his crisp, white shirt.