I twirled a strand of my hair around my finger, glancing at the clock on the kitchen wall. Almost six. He should be here any minute now. Mom was busy in the kitchen, humming a tune as she prepared dinner. I could smell the delicious aroma of her famous lasagna wafting through the house.
I heard the doorbell ring and my heart skipped a beat. "I've got it!" I called out, a little too eagerly. I rushed to the door and opened it to see my momās friend standing there, a warm smile on his face.
"Hey," he greeted, his eyes twinkling. "Your mom around?"
"Of course, come on in," I replied, stepping aside to let him in. I couldn't help but notice how good he looked in his casual jeans and button-up shirt. He had a kind of rugged charm that always made my heart flutter.
"Thanks," he said, handing me a bottle of wine. "Thought this might go well with dinner."
"Nice choice," I said, giving him a sly smile. "You always know how to impress."
He chuckled. "Just trying to keep up with your mom's cooking."
We walked into the kitchen, and Mom greeted him with a hug. "Hey, Dave! Glad you could make it."
"Wouldn't miss it," he replied. "Smells amazing in here."
I set the wine on the counter and grabbed three glasses. "Mind if I pour us a drink?" I asked, looking directly at him.
"Go ahead," he said, his gaze lingering on me for a moment longer than necessary.
I poured the wine and handed him a glass, letting my fingers brush against his. "Cheers," I said, raising my glass.
"Cheers," he echoed, clinking his glass against mine. As we sipped, I noticed the way he looked at me, a mixture of amusement and something else I couldn't quite place.
Dinner was a lively affair, with He and Mom chatting about old times and laughing over shared memories. I chimed in now and then, making sure to catch his eye with a playful comment or a subtle compliment.
"Remember that time you taught me to ride a bike?" I said, turning to him with a smile. "I was so scared, but you were so patient."
He grinned. "You did great, once you got the hang of it."
"Yeah, well, I had a good teacher," I replied, holding his gaze a little longer than usual.
After dinner, Mom started clearing the table. "Mel, why don't you show Dave the new garden lights?" she suggested. "I'll take care of the dishes."
"Sure," I said, jumping at the chance. "Come on, Mr. Richards. You have to see how pretty they look at night."
We stepped out into the backyard, the soft glow of the garden lights casting a romantic ambiance. I walked ahead of him, swaying my hips slightly, knowing he was watching.
"These are really nice," he said, admiring the lights. "Your mom has great taste."
"She does," I agreed, turning to face him. "But I think I had a little something to do with it too."
He smiled, stepping closer. "Is that so?"
"Mmhmm," I said, tilting my head up to look at him. "I guess you could say I'm learning from the best."
"You're a beautiful young woman," he said softly. "But you know this isn't a good idea, right?"
I looked into his eyes, seeing the conflict there. "Maybe," I replied, my voice barely a whisper. "But it doesn't change how I feel."
He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "You're making this really hard, you know."
"Life's too short to play it safe all the time," I said, stepping even closer. "Sometimes you have to take a risk."
He hesitated, then reached out to brush a strand of hair from my face. "You're something else."
I smiled, my heart racing. "."
For a moment, it felt like anything could happen. We made out in the garden where my mom couldnāt see us. I led him to our shed where everything was hidden from view.
Ā In the glow of the moonlight and garden lights, he can definitely feel my figure. I humped on his dick until I felt his rock hard cock. I pulled out his cock and gave him a quick blowjob to make his dick nice and sloppy. After I sucked on his hard cock, I made out with him again before I turned my back on him. He entered his cock in my pussy and started rummaging it in the garden. It was quick but he fucked hard. Until he came in my pussy. I sucked his cock to clean it up.
āLet's get back inside," he said, his voice gentle but firm. "Your mom's probably wondering where we are."
I nodded, trying to hide my disappointment. "Okay."
As we walked back to the house, I couldn't help but feel his cum dripping down my pussy. After all, life's too short to play it safe.
Subreddit
Post Details
- Posted
- 8 months ago
- Reddit URL
- View post on reddit.com
- External URL
- reddit.com/r/SexStoriesG...