I will start this story out with a little background of my companion and myself. I am 22 years old my name is Ryan and my friend’s mother Pristine Edge, who in this story is a wife that cheats on her husband with her son’s friend, is in her late 40’s. Her son, James, and I have been friends since middle school and vie spent a lot of time staying over at their place. We also played sports together and spent most of our time together as we were growing up.
Now let us fast forward a bit to the year that we both graduate high school. James decides to go away to a different state to further his education, but I decided to stay around home and work on my carpentry skills. James was always the more studious one out of the two of us. I on the other hand was always the more hands-on kind of person. After high school, and James moving away, we lost contact for the most part, and I didn’t expect that to change anytime soon, because James took a position that he was offered in the state that he was going to school.
A few years had passed, and I had almost finished with my carpentry training. I had been doing a lot of side work when I wasn’t studying, and had become a jack-of-all-trades, so that I could make a little extra money. I had become pretty fit in the spring; I worked out as much as possible on my time off. I had also decided to grow my hair out to a length that I had never had it before and I had taken on the shaggier look, with a full-grown beard. I would probably be unrecognizable to most of my high school friends, if they had seen me now.
I had stopped by the nearby tool shop to pick up a few materials for a side job that I had coming up when I saw a familiar face. It was James’s father, Jim, and I hadn’t seen him in years. Jim was an intense person, very focused and centered on his work most of the time. He worked for a major company, often left home, and traveled for work. Most of my memories growing up and being at James’s his father was gone on a business trip. That day Jim seemed to be looking at pre-built gazebos and I approached him to say hello.
“Hello Jim.” I called out to him. “You may not remember me, but I am one of James’s old friends Ryan from high school.” He stared at me for a second and I thought for sure he didn’t remember me and thought of me crazy, but then he replied with, “Ryan, of course, well I certainly had trouble placing you, with all this new look about you.” “You’re a full-grown man now.” We both laughed and continued conversation, mostly about James and what he may have been up to lately. I told him to tell James I ask about him, but he said unfortunately they didn’t speak much anymore.
He then asks what kind of work I had gotten myself into and I told him all about my carpentry and my side gigs that I had done for extra money. He continued to tell me about why he had been looking at the gazebos; he wanted one for their lawn at home. I took the opportunity to let him know that I had constructed a few myself just in case of the chance to score some work. He then insisted that I build his and ask me to drop by his houses later that week to map out the plan, and I agreed.
A couple of days later I arrived at James’s mom and dad’s house, and I meet up with Jim to go over the plan of his gazebo. I stood at the door knocking, and a few seconds later Pristine, Jim’s wife and James’s mom answers it. At one point in my youth, I remember thinking Pristine, was too hot to be an older woman, and I always had sort of a crush on her.
Pristine, soon to be the wife that cheats on her husband with her friend’s son, was the hottest mom on the block. All through high school, James’s friends made jokes at him about her, but I always tried to stay out of that part. Pristine was somewhere around 5’8’ tall and had blonde hair with striking green eyes and what looked to be a c cup chest with the perfect round ass. I found myself fantasizing about her many of times while growing up and as it looked today, she had not aged a bit.
“Ryan!” “Jim said your look had changed a little and you were quite the grown man now.” Stated Pristine when she opened the door and seen who it was. “He was right, you have grown up so much since the last time I seen you.” We both had a good laugh and then went inside were we picked up conversation about the old times. Soon after Jim came in and requested that it was time for us people to get to work.
We went out to the yard so that I could arrange for his gazebo that I was about to construct. The patio was standard size; however, it had an in ground hot tub built in. I told Jim that I could work on his project on my weekends, and it would more than likely take me around 3-4 weeks to complete it and he approved.
As the weeks went on, I worked on his gazebo and made some slight progress toward completion. Some days Pristine, the wife who cheats on her husband with her son’s friend, would come out to be I was working and join me in conversation or ask if I needed anything. She would give me current updates on how James was doing and complain to me about the amount of time that her husband Jim spent away at work. I took it that she hadn’t really had anyone to vent to lately, so she was taking her chance and using me for all that she had built up to discuss. I didn’t really mind it all that much.
At the last of the third week, I was nearing the end of my project and Jim was away on a business trip. I had let him know that his gazebo would be ready by the time he made it back home from his work trip. I went over Friday after work to get a few extra hours in on it and to be certain that I could finish it by that Sunday afternoon. Pristine came out and greeted me like she usually did, and we talked with each other for some time. She told me how calm it was since James had gone off to school and that sometimes it was good to have the house all to herself.
Soon into the conversation, she began to talk about Jim and his frequent work trips and how that someone had come to her and told her that he and his colleagues would often go out to strip clubs while away on business. She told me how stressful this had been on their relationship and at this point, I felt like she was sharing excessively much information with me. Nonetheless, I continued to listen, in fear of being rude. She discussed with me about how lonely she felt most of the time and then she burst into tears.
It has always been awkward to me when someone starts to cry, and I never have the slightest idea what to say or do at that moment. All I could think of to do was embracing her and reassure her that everything would be ok, so that’s what I did. After the day had passed and I was at home, I thought of the day’s events and felt somewhat guilty. Saturday morning rolled around, and I arrived early to complete the gazebo. I had worked almost all day and evening was drawing near and I hadn’t seen Pristine, but she emerged right before I started to pack up and go home.
She mentioned to me how long her day had been and stated that she could really go for a beer, offering me one also. I took the beer a started to go pack up just when she struck up another conversation. This time she was apologizing for the day before, and I told her that there was no need to apologize. After some time had passed, I realized I had gotten off track and the couple of beers that I had was starting to take effect on me and Pristine seemed a little tipsy.
I see her eyeballing me up and down and seconds later, she replied with “You sure did develop into quite a handsome grown man.” I laughed and told her “It happens to all of us at some point, and it’s exceptionally noticeable when you haven’t seen one for some time.” She grinned, and then I felt her hand rest on my thigh as she said, “I am so happy that we ran into each other again.” She then suggested that we celebrate early the completion of my work with a bottle of tequila.
We sat around drinking tequila and making small talk for a while and then Pristine suggested that maybe we should get in the hot tub and relax a bit. It sounded like a great idea to me also, but I informed her that I didn’t have anything to swim in with me. She insisted on me wearing some of James’s and headed inside to retrieve them. When she brought them back out to me, she stated that she was going to go upstairs and change and that if I wanted to, I could change in the guest room.
I went into the guest room and noticed myself in the mirror and I looked smashed. Have you ever noticed the smashed version of you staring back at you from the mirror after a night of drinking? Well, that was I. I continued and changed into the trunks that she had given me to wear and proceeded out into the front room.
Pristine came down the stairs and was very stunning. She was wearing a two-piece bikini and her boobs were practically about to pop right out of it. He long slender legs, reaching all the way up to her thighs where astonishing. “Ready?” she asked. “You bet I am!” I replied.
She then strolled past me and opened the sliding glass doors to the patio, where the hot tub was, and with her back turned to me I caught a full look at her plump round ass.
I remembered fantasizing about her while I was growing up, yet it was nothing near what I was seeing now. The most I had seen in my fantasies was her in some tight-fitting exercise clothing or something to that nature.
I fantasized about her a great deal growing up, yet I had never seen that much skin. The nearest I got was her in some exercise stockings. We continued to make our way to the hot tub, and she gets in first. I removed my shirt and saw her gazing at my body from head to toe. She asks me to go over and get the tequila and I do just that. After pouring us both another shot, I proceeded to join her in the hot tub. We made small talk and had a few more shots of tequila while relaxing in the hot tub.
At first, we were on opposite sides but as the night grew on, we moved closer together and now the distance between us was very little. Sitting close enough to each other that our bodies are already touching, she starts getting a little handsy. She began brushing her thighs against mine and then placed her hand on my thigh. We lock eyes and she head in toward me for a kiss. We began making out with each other somewhat roughly and I started caressing her body all overusing both my hands.
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I brought down my hand to give her boobs a squeeze and continued to kiss her. I felt her hand slide down to my cock and at that point I was already rock hard. She grabbed my cock and began exploring it with her hands and she kissed me even harder. I grabbed her by the thighs and pulled her up on top, into my lap, so that she could grind on my dick. Both my hands held he ass and I slightly pulled her cheeks apart.
She was grinding on my cock so hard, pressing her wetness into me with all she had. She then began to kiss me on my neck and while she was doing so, I undone the tie of her bikini top. Her perfect C cup breast were now exposed, her nipples erect. I started to suck on them and play with them carefully with my tongue. She was torn to pieces and ready to fuck, so she stood up and demanded I do the same while telling me it was her turn. I proceeded to obey and stood up to pull my trunks down, and then I leaned back against the side of the hot tub.
My cock was ready to explode, so thick and full to its extent. She started downing my cock into her mouth, and for my size, she took more than enough into the back of her throat. Damn, this woman sure knew how to suck a dick. She continued to lick and suck all over my shaft and even my balls. I grabbed her by the back of her head and thrust into her throat even more. She gagged a little then pulled back, gave me a grin and continued back down on me with her mouth.
A couple of minutes passed and then I stood her up and bent her over the side of the hot tub, stripping her bikini bottoms off rather quickly.
Her plump, round ass and her nicely shaven pussy were both now fully exposed.
I began eating her out and she cried out a little whimper and groaned lightly. I licked her pussy and made my way back to her ass, was I licked it also. She wriggled in excitement as I smacked her on the ass and suggested that we move this inside.
We got out immediately and dried ourselves off and moved into the house, up the stairs and then into her bedroom.
I pushed her down on the bed, onto her back and ran my fingers over her pussy to feel how wet she was. I then told her that I did not have a condom and she replied with “you don’t need one, get inside of me now!” “Wow!” that was the sexiest thing I think I had ever heard, and I slid into her wet, tight pussy. I could feel my cock stretching her vagina walls and she let out another groan.
I fucked her had like the wife that cheats on her husband, and then she motioned for me to roll over so that she could mount me. She climbed upon my dick, and I snatched her up by her ass bouncing her up and down on my stiffness while her tits swung back and forth in my face. I then pushed her off me, got her down on the bed stuffing her face into the mattress, and started to pound her from behind.
My hands were on her hips, and I pushed into her as hard as I could. She whimpered and moaned while at the same time making, I pump into her even faster. You could hear my balls slapping her ass and the sound of me beating her pussy up. It wasn’t long I could feel her walls tightening in on me and throbbing with pleasure, I knew she was about to cum, so I prepared myself also.
A few more hard, deep pumps and I couldn’t withhold myself any longer and as I cried out in ecstasy, I felt her release herself onto me at the same time, followed by a loud moan and calling out my name. Afterwards we got dressed and went back out to the hot tub to relax a little longer. We had a few more drinks and talked about how much we both had needed that release. We made plans to see each other like this again soon and then we departed ways.