"There has been a problem at Ms. . . . . .

You go downstairs to find your mum in the kitchen, she has just started preparing dinner. "Hey Mum what's up?" You ask.

"Well that was Ms Dean on the phone, she has apparently had a gas leak and the fire department has told her that che can't stay there, so she asked if she could stay in the spare bedroom, so I said yeah." Your mum explains, "I said that you'd be over in a second to help her with her stuff." She tells you.

"Oh okay then." You say and then leave the house and walk across the street, you walk to the door, which is already open. You knock as you walk in and shout. "Ms Dean!" No answer, you gingerly walk in and through the house. "Natalia!!" You shout.

"Oh John, I'm in the garage." She calls out, you make your way to where the sound was coming from, you walk to the garage and see Ms Dean, she is bent over putting things into a small suitcase, although you stand there in awe. She has a black leather skirt on which is so small it barely covers her thighs, her beautiful stretched legs look amazing, she stands up and turns to you and smiles, you look to see she has a black short sleeved blouse on.

"Oh hi John thanks for coming," She tells you watching you look at her. "You like my outfit." She says walking towards you. "How about I show you a little more." She says as she stops in front of you, she unbuttons her top button and then another one. "I'm looking forward to sleeping in the next room to you." She says thrusting her cleavage in your direction.

Your cock grows in your shorts, Ms Dean notices this and grabs it, "Ooohhhh." This shocks you, you step back walk round her and grab her bag and run out the house, you can hear Ms Dean walking closely behind you. You get out the house and rush home, luckily your cock has subsided a little, your mum is standing at your house door and tells you she has to pop to the store to get something for dinner. You get in your house and Ms Dean closes the door.

You leave her bag by the door and rush up stairs and throw your door closed, unknown to you it didn't close properly, you sit on your chair quickly and rip your shorts off and start to jerk, your thinking of Ms Dean kneeling in front of you sucking you off, your about to cum when. . . . .