Bumping (repeatedly) into my daughter's friend

I was at the drug store buying more condoms since I was going through them pretty fast.  I was heading to the register with a box of Trojan Max when I heard someone say, "Hi Mrs. Clark."

It was Chris, one of Johanna's friends since middle school.

"Hi Chris, how are you are?"  I tried to conceal the embarrassment of being caught red-handed holding a box of rubbers.

"I"m good.  "How is Johanna liking UNC?"

"She loves it."  I noticed his eyes scanning my body, then suddenly got big and quickly look away when he spotted the condoms. "What are you doing now?" I asked.

"I'm going to community college to learn computers."

"Well good for you." I noticed that Chris had developed into a beefy young man with a rugged jaw, cut arms, and a flat stomache.  My eyes wandered to his crotch where I noticed a nicely shaped bulge.  I looked up quickly, hoping he hadn't noticed me checking him out.  I had nothing to worry about; his eyes were locked on my breasts.

"So, Mrs. Clark, you're an empty nester now, huh?"

"Even more than you would think.  Johanna's dad and I have split up."

"Oh, I'm so sorry to hear that."

"Yes it was disappointing.  However I've gotten over it and I'm starting to move on."

"Good for you."  His eyes darted to the Trojans and away.  I could see the wheels turning in his head as he put two and two together and realized I was out having sex with other men.

"Chris, did you know that I'm an accounting manager and I work with a lot of computer people?"

"Yeah, right, I remember that."

"If you want to have coffee sometime I'd love to tell you all about corporate life."

"That would be nice."

Now I was at a turning point.  It was almost like a cartoon where I had a little angle on one shoulder and a horny little devil on the other.  The angel reminded me that I had known this kid almost since puberty and as the mother of one of his friends I was a figure of trust and authority in his life I should not be doing anything improper with him.

However, the horny devil pointed out, Chris was now 18 and legally an adult.  He was a very attractive young man with a killer young body.  I was pretty sure that he had the hots for me as well and I could give him an experience that he would remember his whole life.

Should I be good or should I be bad?  I'd been good my whole life; today I would be bad.

"Are you busy right now, Chris?  There's a Starbucks down the street.  Or maybe we can just go over to my house, it's even closer..."

"Sure Mrs. Clark, I'd love to go your house and ... talk about stuff."



Chris followed me over to my house where I led him into the kitchen and served us coffee.  Chris seemed very nervous, but also excited.  His hands were slightly trembling as he took the cup I offered him.

"Do you have a girlfriend, Chris?"

"No, I don't."

"I'm surprised, you're a very handsome young man."

"I have trouble talking to girls."

"Let me give you some pointers then."

"Ok."

"When a girl smiles at you that means she's interested and you can talk to her."  I smiled sweetly at him.

"And what do I say?"

"Just be yourself.  Say 'Hi,' introduce yourself.  And women love compliments. Tell her how pretty she is."

"Well, you're very pretty, Mrs. Clark."

"Thank you.  You see, that wasn't so hard, was it?"

"Well, you are one of the best looking moms I know."

"Thanks again.  At my age it really makes me feel good that a cute young man like yourself finds me attractive.

"I always thought you were a really hot MILF," Chris said.

"You think I'm a MILF?  That stands for Mom I'd like to Fuck.  Are you saying that you'd like to fuck me?"


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