ENF Milf Adventure

As far back as I can remember, I’d always been attracted to my friend Oliver Anderson’s mom. She dressed so conservatively but she could never hide her massive breasts; even if she probably wore a parka. I so badly wanted to see her naked growing up but there was never an opportunity for it. Eventually I lost interest a little bit before I went to college. It all just became a fading memory….until one day during the summer between my junior and senior year.

My friend Oliver and I reconnected shortly before summer break and hung out almost every day during the season. We only lived about a 10 minute walk from each other’s house. Most of the time, He’d come to my house but one day I came over to his house. Knocking on the door, his mom, Cindy or as I called her ‘Ms. A’ answered and a flood of memories came back. She was a little older but still beautiful with her massive chest sticking out but held in by a long sleeve turtleneck. She looked almost exactly like Milena Velba especially in the bust area. “Well hello, Julian. So nice to see you. Unfortunately Oliver forgot his phone but told me to tell you he got called into work. Would you like to come in for a few minutes?” It was one of the hottest days on record so I obliged. “Thanks Ms. A can you believe this heat?” I asked. I was also puzzled because of what she was wearing and not even breaking a sweat. I however had on a shirt and board shorts because I was supposed to go with Oliver to the beach.

“Oh yes, but nothing like a cool dip wouldn’t fix.” Ms. A said. I knew for a fact the Anderson’s pool was being renovated so I was perplexed. “Ummm well it’s kinda hard to do that with no water in it.” I gestured to their pool with a tarp over it “Oh Julian, you were always a joker. I’m not talking about our pool obviously. There’s a swimming hole about a 15 minute drive from here. It’s so peaceful and secluded. I’ve been going there since the pool renovations, which seems to be taking forever! You should go sometime.” For a moment I thought she said “we should go.” but alas the suggestion was only on me. I humorously imagined her in a super conservative turtleneck swimsuit. I looked at my watch and noticed I needed to get a move on to the beach before it got too late. “Maybe I will but I guess the beach adventure will have to be without Oliver.” we said our goodbyes as I headed out.