My Son's Best Friend

As we stared wordlessly at each other for what seemed an age, but was probably only seconds I felt horrified when his clothes seemed to disappear and I was looking at his naked form. At the same time I could see that familiar look in his eyes that I had seen often in other men. I took a deep breath and dragged my eyes away from his half-erect dick and said.

"I don't think that's a good idea Gavin."

Visibly gulping he replied, putting the ball firmly back into my court. "And why is that Cat?"

"It's just not."

"I have stayed loads of times before haven't I?" He said quietly as he moved a little nearer to me.

"Yes but that was different" I mumbled again feeling flustered as I looked at him seeing only his bare body.

"Why Cat" he said moving even closer to where I was standing with my back nearly touching the kitchen cabinet?

"Well um, er, oh just because it was."

"You really mean don't you Cat, because Pete was here."

"Yes Gavin I do" I replied a little more forcefully, but still hesitantly.

He smiled. "Why was he your chaperone?"

I couldn't help smiling. "No of course not."

"Did he make you behave properly?" he went on now, I thought beginning to chance his arm.

"Of course not, don't be silly" I replied still, when I looked at him seeing his naked body

"So how would you have been had he not been here?"

"Gavin please" I squirmed getting very uncomfortable with the direction the conversation was taking as he came and stood just a few feet from me.

"Please what Cat?"

"Stop it this is getting out of hand."

He totally ignored that plea.

"So are you saying Cat that had he not been here you would have behaved differently? Perhaps even misbehaved?"

"No, no of course not."

"What then, what are you saying?"

"Oh Gavin I don't know" I said very wimpishly.

"Maybe Cat" he said quietly putting his hand on the work surface beside me. "You might have been as you were at the Crompton's party on New Year's Eve."

"No I wouldn't."

"But you were then weren't you?"

"Were, er was what?" I said rather naively and clumsily.

"Simple Cat. Misbehaving."

"I agree I should not have let you do that."

"But you enjoyed it didn't you?"

"That's beside the point."

"No Cat it's not beside, it is the point."

"It isn't."

"Be honest with me Cat, you enjoyed it didn't you?"

"Gavin please don't do this."

"Do what Cat?"

"Ask me such questions."

"But you did enjoy it didn't you?"

"Gavin stop."

"No Cat I can't."

"What do you mean can't?"

"I can't stop."

"Why not?"

"You must know why?"

"How can I know?" I asked, knowing full well why not.

"Because Cat you are a woman, an older woman and you must know such things."

"You are talking in riddles" I said softly as he moved even closer and rested his hand on the work surface so that his arm pressed on mine.

"Oh Cat, please let's stop messing around. May I ask you a question?"

"Yes" I breathed wondering just what might be coming.

"Actually there are two."

"OK."

"And promise you will answer them truthfully."

"I will try."

"Ok?" he said running his hand up my arm, both shocking and sending a little shudder of excitement through me.

"Yes" I gulped.

"One did you enjoy our dance at the party."

That made me smile. "You don't really mean the dance do you Gavin?"

He got what I meant. "No Cat. I meant did you enjoy what we did, what I did during the dance."

"Oh Gavin" I muttered. "That is such and unfair and loaded question."

"Yes I know, sorry, but did you?"

Plucking up my courage I replied. "You must never ever repeat this to anyone. Promise?"

"Of course I promise" he replied resting his hand on my shoulder, his thumb touching my bare flesh.

Avoiding any eye contact and looking down I whispered. "Yes Gavin I did."

"Fantastic and the second Cat?" He asked as he put his fingers under my chin and lifted my face up.

"Yes Gavin?" I replied as our eyes met.

"What would you have done had I kissed you as I so badly wanted to?"

"I would have broken away, I couldn't do that in public" I replied not realising the trap I was falling into.

"We aren't in public here Cat, so what would you do if I kissed you now?"

"Oh Gavin" I groaned meaning no, but clearly to him sounding as if I meant yes. I wasn't in the least surprised that he was confused for I was too as, deeper down I really did mean yes.

It all then happened so quickly. His hand that had been resting on my shoulder slid round my neck and his other snaked round my waist. As he moved forward he pulled my body towards him. Our gazes locked as his face covered the small distance between us. I was thinking 'it's just like in the old movies' as his face turned, his lips parted, our eyes closed and our lips met. As they did, so he pulled me tighter against him and for the second time I felt the hardness of his erection pressed into the softness of my tummy. It felt so, so good and I let out a low moan, almost a grunt of pleasure and anticipation.

He was not a good kisser, but then young guys haven't had the experience to become as good as older guys. They are not as patient or as creative with their approach and execution, but they are enthusiastic so what he lacked in technique was more than made up for by his passion. Our mouths had hardly met when his tongue was probing my lips apart and was excavating its way round my gums and teeth. He pulled my body more firmly against his so that my breasts were crushed on his chest and his erection sank into my stomach. I tried not to respond and made a ridiculously weak effort to push him off saying.

"No Gavin we musn't."

Despite his lack of experience, he knew as clearly as I did that I didn't really mean it and that it was only a token resistance so he simply carried on. From a sexual point of view it was probably the right thing to do, but from most other angles it was wrong. But when sex and and other things clash, the former usually wins through and with us this was no exception. To my horror in many ways, but extreme pleasure in others I found myself responding. My arms went round him, my fingers went into the hair on the back of his neck and I ran my hand longingly up and down his broad back. But I did make one more attempt to stop.

Pulling my mouth away from his and squirming out of his embrace I said.

"Gavin we mustn't."

"We can't stop now Cat, you must know that."

"But it is so wrong" I stammered.

"This can't be wrong" he replied pulling me against him again so that my face rested on his chest.

"It is Gavin, I am older than your mum."

"And prettier and sexier."

That made me smile. "Don't, you know what I mean."

"Yes, but age means nothing really.

"It does, it means a great deal."

"Cat, you know I fancy you like hell and I know now that you fancy me, so how is it wrong."

"If anyone ever found out there......"

"Shush Cat, no one will ever find out" he whispered into my ear as he ran his hands up and down my back pausing suggestively on my bra strap."

"How can I be sure?"

"Well I won't tell anyone. This is so special to me."

"Gavin how has this come about?" I groaned as I felt his hand slip inside the waist of my gym trousers and onto my bare skin. That made me jump.

"Because we both want it Cat" he said pausing and then talking into my hair added. "Because we both want each other Cat, that's why."

He lifted my face and we kissed again. This time it was slower, easier and more tender, but none the less passionately and hugely intimate. And this time it was more physical. I was pressed back against the work surface making me a firmer platform for him to push himself against and he did that in a spectacular way. The base of his, what felt to be, large cock pressed right against my pubic bone with the rest of it surging up my tummy. As we kissed he moved and slowly ground it against me slithering its length right across my clit sending shudders of such desire through me that most of my earlier reservations simply slipped away. Soon I found my body reacting and I started to squirm my breasts and torso against him.

It seemed as if he took that for what it was, although that was not my intention, as my sign of surrender. Almost as soon as I moved my body against him his hand slid upwards between us and onto my breast. He cupped and squeezed it. I knew that I should have stopped him there and then for that was the right things to do. It was what an older woman should do to a friend of her son. And of course it was exactly what I should have done. I knew that, I was acutely aware of what I should do and I realised the dangers inherrant in doing anything else. But what did I do? I kissed him harder, slid my hand up the back of his tee shirt and pushed my breast against his hand. And I knew very well indeed that by doing those things I was effectively saying to Gavin that he could fuck me.

He knew that too. Somehow my tracky top that I had put on when I left the gym and the waistcoat thingy had come off and one of the shoulder straps of the singlet had slid down my arm. His hand was inside the singlet right on my bra covered left boob. At the same time his other hand that had been squeezing and caressing my buttocks outside the cropped gym pants had slid inside them and was now on my bare bum.

I was gone. I knew that, I acknowledged and accepted it. I was going to have sex with him, yes my son's best friend was going to fuck me, but not like this. Not with my clothes in disarray, not in my kitchen, not with my knickers round my knees and my tits pulled out of my bra. It was wanton enough of me to be about to have sex with someone who was little more than a kid; I didn't need all the sordid aspects of it as well. A degree of genteelity and decorum even in such an older woman/younger man situation was necessary on my part.

I pushed him off and moved away.

"What? What is it Cat, I thought....."

"Shush stop, we are, we will Gavin, but not like this. I must shower," I told him.

"Oh ok."

I was still in the gym gear and after the strenuous workout the singlet had been stained with my perspiration. I couldn't begin to think what I was like down below for there would be more dampness there than simply perspiration.

"Come with me?" I said taking his hand and leading him up the stairs to the main guest bedroom.

Opening the door I indicated to the bed and standing on tip toe I kissed him on the lips. "Get yourself ready Gavin and I will be back soon."

I left him and went to the master bed room. As I stripped off I saw the other reason I didn't want to continue with the undressing, the big, white, ugly sports bra that big titted women have to wear.

As I showered, my resolve did falter a little and I asked myself just what the hell I was doing and what I was risking? However, I knew that I had let things go too far, or that's what I told myself, so I would have to carry on, which in the inner recesses of my mind I wanted to in any case.

I took my hair out of the pony tail, ran a dryer over it and fluffed it up. I put on a little make up, no lip gloss though, did a light spray of Chanel and wrapped in a large, white towel I was ready to make love to my young stud. Walking across the landing I found myself wondering just what Gavin would have done by way of getting himself ready. As I walked through the half open door I was relieved and pleased to see that he was in bed. I was also pleased and thrilled to see that he was naked for the sheet was pulled up to just above his waist. He looked delicious.

"Hi Gavin" I said walking across the room and standing beside the bed.

"Hi Cat, I thought you had dumped me."

Smiling I put one knee on the bed. "I'm not in the habit of leaving naked young men around my house you know, could be suspicious to some."

"Yes I imagine it could" he smiled back adding. "You look amazing."

"You don't look so bad yourself young man" I said rather huskily as I took hold of the towel. His eyes never wavered from me for one second as I slowly unravelled the towel and let it fall to the ground.

"Oh fucking hell Cat" he groaned staring at my bare body as I leaned forward and lifted the sheet holding my tummy in and hoping my tits didn't sag too much. I pulled it back until I had uncovered him. He had a great body and a wonderfully full hard on. I smiled and mimicked him.

"Oh fucking hell Gavin."

I got in the bed with him and within moments I was committing adultery. We kissed, we cuddled, we ground our bodies together and then we fucked. It wasn't long, languid lovemaking, that was not what either of us or the circumstances called for. It was a fervid, frenetic fuck and that was precisely what both of us and the circumstance demanded.

After I lay beside him, we wrapped our arms round each other and squirmed our bodies together there really was only one realistic next stage. Rolling me onto my back he eased himself on top of me. I opened my legs and he slithered down between them his thicker than my husband and my previous lover's cock nuzzling the lips of my pussy that was straining to be filled by him. And that is exactly what happened.

It is a wonderful feeling for a woman when a new lover for the first time surges up that passageway of such sensation and fills her to overflowing. I grunted as he pushed himself up me. The physical feelings and the emotional sensations were so strong. I had little time to think of anything other than the feelings of his young cock in me.

Unlike my husband who starts very slowly and gradually builds up to a fast crescendo Gavin started hammering away at me as soon as he was in me. I wasn't about to complain for once more that was probably what the situation called for. He had little finesse, but I didn't care. He was giving me precisely what I wanted and needed, a quick, hard and sordid fuck. I didn't want love, tenderness and consideration simply sexual satisfaction and gratification.

"Oh fuck Cat" he moaned surging as far up as he could go so that his balls slapped against my bum.

"Yes Gavin, yes" I groaned back lifting my legs and wrapping them round his waist.

"Fuck it I'm cumming, bollocks."

"Don't be silly, that's fine" I croaked in his ear as my climax started. "I am too."

His arms round me, his hands gripping my cheeks and lifting my bottom and lower back off ther bed, he slammed his cock deeper and deeper into me as he prepared to ejaculate. I tried hard to grip him more firmly with my pussy lips, but really I was too far gone to know precisely what I was doing. And then with an array of 'yes, yes, yesses,' 'I'm cumming,' deep grunts and moans and near convulsions of our bodies we roared to a magical mutual orgasm.

"Oh Cat that was awesome" he sighed slipping out of me and rolling onto his back, but sliding his arm round my shoulders. I cuddled up to him and that felt nice. Although I still felt some guilt, I also felt a lot of other things, excitement, pleasure, desire and expectation. Over the next few hours each of those were satisfied.

We lay there quiet for a moment as the enormity of what I had let happen, or perhaps had encouraged, hit me. Oddly, now that I had 'done it' I did not feel anywhere near the level of guilt that I had imagined I would.

"Was it ok Cat?" He asked his dangling fingers brushing across the top of my left breast.

"Yes Gavin, it was lovely."

"How do you feel?" He asked considerately.

"Not as bad as I thought I might."

"How do you mean?"

"Well it is quite a big thing you know."

He giggled and muttered. "Yes a couple of other girls have said that."

I laughed and slid my hand down. I took it in my hand and was amazed and thrilled to find that, unlike Richard and David my lover of a few years ago, he had not fully lost his hardness.

"Mmmm that's impressive Gavin."

"It doesn't take long Cat, give me another ten minutes or so."

"You know what I mean" I went on removing my hand somewhat reluctantly from his lovely cock.

"Not sure really Cat after all you are a woman who wants something just as I am a guy that wants the same thing."

"It's not as simple as that at my age."

"What's age got to do with it?" He asked kissing my head and cupping my breast.

I ran my fingers up and down his nicely hairy, but not overly hirsute chest and muttered. "Everything Gavin. At your age anything is possible, at mine most things are impossible."

"How do you mean?" He asked gently pinching my nipple and sneakily, but pleasantly pushing the tip of his tongue into my ear.

"Well I have two children and I am married. They give me responsibilities and impose restrictions. I can't just do what I want as guys of your age can."

"I suppose you're right."

"I mean if this got out about you, your friends and maybe even your dad, not sure about your mum, would laugh and say good for you. But they would socially and maybe family-wise crucify me. I would be ostracised and some would like to stone me as they do in muslim countries."

"Yes I begin to see what you mean."

"What I, well we, have down would cause so much aggro if it got out."

"I dunno."

"Gavin don't be silly" I retorted as my hand edged further down his body and I stroked him round his navel. "I am married and Richard would not only go ape shit, but would probably divorce me as well. Peter and you are best friends and god know what he and Sara would make of it. I know your parents and we have many friends in common at the golf and tennis clubs and around town. I tell you I must be crazy doing this."

"Look Cat no one will ever know, I promise."

"You really, really mean that?"

"Yes of course I do" he said squeezing and gently pinching my breast as he kissed my cheek.

"Not even Peter, please, promise me that?" I asked feeling my arousal building.

I slid my hand down his stomach and found his cock. It was hardening as I held it and that made my pulse race.

"No not even Peter, I promise" he said as I stroked him to a full erection. "I want you too much to risk it Cat" he said turning and slipping his hand up my closed thighs. I opened them for him.

His fingers found the lips of my pussy and he slid them inside. The gorgeous feelings made my body jerk and I grunted. The twin sensations of his fingers sliding in and out of me as I slowly pumped his cock sent my pulses racing and drove all thoughts other than of being fucked out of my mind.

This time we lay on our sides facing each other kissing as he manipulated himself inside me. It was just as brilliant as before, but this time not as frantic. He pushed himself up and down me more slowly, but every bit as enjoyably. He squeezed my bum with one hand and slipped the other between us cupping and rubbing my tits. I raked my fingernails down his back. Not hard or deep enough to draw blood or leave marks but sufficient to give him another sensation As they slid downwatds on one sweep they didn't stop and I then kneaded his pert, nicely rounded bum cheeks.

He started speeding up and I sensed from the tensing up of his body that he was getting near. That was fine by me, for it seemed that my young buck hardly had to touch me and I started to climax.

"Jesus Cat, I am so near. Are you?"

"Yes Gavin yes, come with me" I groaned lifting my leg and wrapping it round him.

He surged faster and harder and as he did so without thinking my finger slid into the crease of his bum and rested right on his bum hole. I pressed, but didn't try to get inside, it was too soon for that and in any case I guessed that he was probably getting sufficient pleasure and excitement from the pressure I was applying. But I was wrong for he let out a deep groan.

"Oh my god Cat, what are you doing to me" he grunted into my ear.

"Just helping you cum Gavin, that's all" I whispered as once more we climaxed together.