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Chapter 3 by sluttaker sluttaker

Do you continue setting up for the party or say hi to Pete's mom?

Say hello

You walk over to Pete's mom. You've know her since you were a small child. She was always very nice to you ever since she got divorced when you were thirteen she seemed to act differently around you and Pete's other male friends.

You figured that since you were a young teenager that it was all just you imagining things but lately you could have sworn that she was actively flirting with you.

As you approached her you couldn't help but admire her body. She was facing away from you and had obviously not noticed your presence yet. Dressed in only a one piece swim suit on her hands and knees you had a great view of her full, voluptuous ass. For a woman of 42 she kept herself in great shape. As she reached deep into the flower bed you watched as her butt cheeks lightly jiggled and once again you felt a stir in your loins. You couldn't help picturing yourself balls deep in her gushing pussy, fucking her with reckless abandon while pulling her hair and smacking that beautiful ass.

Right as your dick sprung to attention at the thought Mrs. Woodward turned around.

"Hello Tristan!" She said. Her eyes happened to glance down, looking at your hands covering the expanding bulge in your shorts. "Are you excited for the party tonight?"

You can feel your face beginning to turn red as you look down at her. She's sitting up with her legs underneath her and you can't quite keep your glance on her face. Her gigantic 36D breasts are heaving from her garden work and even though you can tell they are slightly veiny, they still scream of perfection to you.

"H..hi Mrs. Woodward." You stutter, "It's nice to see you. Yes, ma'am, I'm excited."

"Oh please dear, call me Alexis. We've known each other for so long. And now that you've graduated you're practically a man." She gave you a swift smile and stood up. You had to actively think to keep your jaw from dropping as you watched her tits bounce up and down with the movement. With the movement her nipples slid against the fabric, noticeably hardening them.

"I'm going to make myself some lemonade. Care to join me?"

Go inside and grab some lemonade? Or finish getting ready for the party?

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