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Thank you ------------------------------------------------------- PART 3 OF 3 ----------- Jackie already had a reputation around school as being kind of easy, if you know what I mean. No one claimed to have fucked her, but you know how stories and reputations get started. Of course, no one but me knew that she was fucking her mother! I started to talk to her a little bit more - you KNOW - I was as friendly as I could be! I told her I'd help her with her homework if she wanted and she said okay. The first couple of times I went over there, nothing happened. Her mom was real nice to me and I thought about making a pass at her, but I didn't quite have the nerve. The third time I went over, it was just the two of us. Her mom was out and we were alone. We did our homework and we were watching TV when I slid up next to her on the couch. I put my arm around her and she didn't immediately put me off so I figured I'd try a little more. I reached over - and it was as if she was waiting for me to kiss her. She WAS easy! We kissed a little and I put my hand over her chest and started to feel her up. We were going pretty strong when we heard the keys in the door. Her mom walked in and she knew right away what we were into, but she wasn't like most moms would be if they came in and found you feeling up their daughter. "Oh, hi kids. I'm not interrupting anything, am I?" She smiled, knowingly. "Jackie was cool, but I was a little flustered. "Your hair is all messed up, Michael." she pointed at my head. "Oh, ugh, must be the pillow on the couch." I felt like a moron saying that. She just walked into the bedroom, saying nothing about it. I told Jackie that I'd better get home. "See you tomorrow?" I looked at her. "Sure," she smiled back at me. I definitely got the feeling that she liked me. I liked her too. Of course it helped knowing that she liked to fuck her mother. I was definitely looking forward to the next night. I figured for sure that I would finally break my virgin status with Jackie. Wrong again! We had planned on me coming over around 7. I arrived promptly. I had showered and was quite proud of the way I looked. I even put on a little cologne I had for special occasions. I knocked on the door and waited for Jackie to answer. The door opened, but it was her mother who answered the door. The only reason I was a little dis- appointed was that I had hoped her mom wouldn't be home so that I could fuck Jackie. "Oh, Michael! Come on in." I walked into her large and pretty house and looked around. "Hi, Mrs. Miller. Where's Jackie?" "Oh, Michael, I'm so sorry. Jackie had to go over to her aunts house to baby-sit. It was kind of an emergency and she didn't get a chance to call you. I'm sorry." "Oh, that's all right, Mrs. Miller." "Michael, please don't call me Mrs. Miller. It sounds so formal. Just call me Kathy." "Ok, sure, uh, Kathy." It felt a little strange calling her by her first name, but I did. "Well, I guess I'll see her tomorrow at school." I turned and began to walk to the door. "Wait, Michael. You don't have to leave because Jackie isn't here." My heart pounded, hearing that. "Why don't you come on in and we'll have a little talk." She reached her hand out to me and I took it willingly, excitedly and she lead me to the living room. I sat on the couch and she sat directly across from me in a large, comfortable looking chair. She crossed her legs and I saw much more leg than I was supposed to. Of course I had seen it all, though she didn't know it. "Jackie seems to like you quite a bit, Michael." "She does?" I smiled. "Yes, she does. You know you are a very good looking young man. I'm proud of my daughter's taste." she smiled back at me, exposing just a little bit more leg. I tried not to let her see me look, but it was no use. "Would you like a drink?" She asked. "Okay. Do you have any coke?" She got up as I said coke and walked into the kitchen. I watched her tight ass shimmer from side to side as she walked. She sure had a sexy walk! She came back with my coke and a drink for herself, which must have been alcohol. She sat down next to me on the couch and we began to talk about school and stuff. Just small talk. She had finished her drink and I could see she was already a little bit tipsy. "Did you know my husband, Ron?" I could sense a tear welling up in her eye as she spoke. "Not really," I answered honestly. She went on to talk a little about him and by the time she had finished, she was sobbing. I felt uneasy. I wasn't quite sure what to say to her, but I really wanted to be of some assistance. Before I could come up with something, she did. "Oh, I'm sorry, Michael, I shouldn't burden you with this stuff. It's just that I've been so lonely since he's been gone." She reached out and took my hands laying them in my lap. She held them tightly. "You're so sweet to listen to me." She looked me in the eyes and I felt such empathy for her. "Thank you," she smiled and then she reached over to me and kissed me...on the lips! I was a little stunned. I could smell the alco- hol on her breath, but I could also smell the intoxica- ting scent of the perfume she had one. She had deep, expressive green eyes. Her skin had a pinkish glow to it, although she had on makeup. Her red hair, which she had up in a bun-type style, glimmered with redness in the light of the lamp behind her. She wore a pretty, light blue dress with stockings beneath. She was a slight woman, maybe 5'4 and probably no more than 105 lbs. I assumed she was in her late 30's. I never asked her age. She waited for a reaction. "Wow, Mrs., uh Kath!" was about all I could muster. I felt myself blowing this whole scene. She just laughed. "Michael, Michael," she grasped my hands in hers. "I'll bet you've never slept with a woman, have you?" Her head turned slightly to the side. She looked so pretty. I admitted that I hadn't. "That's okay," she said softly. "Everyone has to have a first time, don't they?" I nodded my head. She kissed me again. This time it was a more passionate kiss. Harder. Longer. Her eyes were closed as she kissed me. I peeked. "Michael?" she spoke softly as she lifted one of my hands to her chest. "Touch me." She placed my hand right over her tit. I started to rub across her breast. I could feel her nipple, hard and erotic. She tossed her head back as I massaged her. She moaned and sighed. "Oooh, that feels so good. Do you like that?" I was warming up to the situation, having gotten over the initial shock of her seducing me. From all that I had seen through all of those windows, I pretty much knew what to do and how to do it. I suppose my peeping was about to pay off. This time, I kissed her. She took my lips smoothly and I felt her mouth open as we kissed. I felt her tongue against my lips and opened them. Her tongue slipped in and soon our two tongues were entangled and flitting back and forth over each other. I began to unbutton her dress, but she suddenly stopped me. She pushed me back. I was afraid she wanted to stop, but she just wanted us to go into the bedroom. Without going into too much detail, suffice it to say that we fucked for about two hours and I had five orgasms that night. She went wild when she saw the size of my cock and she gave me the most wonderful blowjob. She insisted on swallowing every drop of cum I had. I fucked that lady like a madman. Her sweet red haired pussy was intoxicating and once I had tasted the juices within her, I became addicted to eating pussy. When we finished, we lay there naked, spent and totally satis- fied. She told me that she had never been fucked like that before. Not even by her husband. I felt good. I felt great. I felt like a real man. I also was in love. I suppose most guys fall in love the first woman they fuck, as long as it's a good experience. I was no different. All I could think about was Kathy, Kathy, Kathy. She was smart enough to warn me. She told me not to fall in love with her because nothing could ever come of it. It didn't help, though, because I WAS in love with her. And still am..... T H E E N D ___________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directory 5