Daughters aggressive boyfriend.
I will return with more about Bud and one other guy that happened in the seventies. In 1976 my husband and I had a serious talk about where we were going in life and that some major changes had to be made. Sleeping with other guys was out. Topless had the green light but something had to be reserved for my husband.
I was quite happy and we had three more kids. When it was warm I wore very little and was seen by numerous people topless. But my life was wrapped up in my kids and husband unlike the first 8 years of my marriage.
My oldest daughter was a senior in HS and had a part-time job where she picked up a boyfriend. We weren't crazy about him but tolerated him. When his roommates kicked him out we let him stay in our basement for a couple of weeks until he found another place. Turned out to be three weeks.
I had a part-time job as a cashier in the cafeteria for a school district. Worked out great as I got the kids off to school and was home when they got home. About the third day he was there I had gotten the kids off to school taken a shower and put my pantyhose on. They were STW no panties. I was fixing my hair when he came into the bedroom and started talking to me.
I didn't really mind but it seemed a little odd. Anyway I didn't change anything and finished my hair and makeup before putting my bra, top and slacks on.
The next day the same thing happened. I just carried on a conversation like nothing was going on. But when I pulled my slacks on I asked him if he wanted some breakfast as I hadn't eaten yet. He said that would be nice so I went down and fixed us breakfast without my top. I had an hour before I left for work and waited until the last before putting my bra and shirt on.
The next day I was running a little behind. I got out of the shower and started putting my makeup on and fixed my hair. Still nude I walked to the hall bathroom to get my pantyhose. He saw me and started talking to me. I decided to stay naked and go fix breakfast. It was weird the way he was like it was normal to be talking with his girlfriends mother while she was totally nude. And he was definitely looking.
That night I told my husband what was happening to see what he thought. We both thought it was a little strange and wondered what he was thinking. To this point he hadn't touched me. After our talk and both wondering where it would go my husband told me if I wanted to let it play out I could with no restrictions. It had been 12ish years since I had had another guy and I didn't know if I wanted that but I knew if I did it would confirm our thoughts of him.
Monday came and I showered and put on pantyhose and a denim miniskirt then did hair etc. He was talking the whole time. Went down to fix breakfast still topless.
After we ate I started rubbing my neck and complained about my neck and shoulders hurting.
He took the bait and offered to run them for me. At first he worked on my neck and shoulders and it really felt great. After a few minutes I noticed him working a bit further down my back and front. He rubbed my shoulders for probably close to thirty minutes before cupping both my breasts and started playing with my nipples.
I was enjoying that as I always do and I was also watching the clock. I finally told him that as much as I was enjoying that that I had to get to work.
The next morning I showered and put on my pantyhose and then started my hair and makeup. He came in and started talking but this time instead of sitting on the bed he got behind me and started feeling me out. Playing with my tits and nipples. I turned to face him. His arms were around me and he kissed me. I responded with a kiss and this time he kissed me long and deep. His tongue entered my mouth as his hands went to my butt and he started squeezing my cheeks.
I pushed away and went to fix breakfast. The next day was the same. By Thursday he started sucking my breasts. He was good at what he was doing. But I managed to stay in control. But when I got to work I told them I would be taking Friday off.
Friday morning got everyone off to work and school. Asked my husband if he was sure he was okay with me going all the way and if I could do it more than once. He said it was alright as we were seeing what he was all about. I wasn't encouraging him but wasn't stopping him. Okay maybe I encouraged him a little.
Everyone gone I slipped into a sheer black baby doll. It had seduced Rocky, Mike, Bob and one other guy. He came up as usual and I was laying on the bed. He laid down beside me. Talked a little and started making out. My clothes fell away and he was turning on the heat. It wasn't long before he entered me. He surprised me by holding off until I hit a screaming orgasm.
After we relaxed I told him he was pretty good and even though I shouldn't be doing that I had really enjoyed it. With that we were at it again.
After two more times we showered together and he left for work. I was tired and well satisfied after 4 orgasms in one day.
The next week we did it a couple of times a day before breakfast and shower then work. That weekend he moved out. But once or twice a week there was a knock on my door and he would pleasure me again. This went on for a couple of months. I finally told him I needed to stop.
About a year later he stopped by one morning. My daughter and him were no longer a thing. My daughter was away in college in another state. A little cuddling and kissing. Massaging my breasts and one more time and a crashing orgasm. He moved back home and came to say goodbye. My husband never gave me any grief over this affair. Once proved our point. 25 more times was for my pleasure. I mean after the first time I really couldn't say no.
I was quite happy and we had three more kids. When it was warm I wore very little and was seen by numerous people topless. But my life was wrapped up in my kids and husband unlike the first 8 years of my marriage.
My oldest daughter was a senior in HS and had a part-time job where she picked up a boyfriend. We weren't crazy about him but tolerated him. When his roommates kicked him out we let him stay in our basement for a couple of weeks until he found another place. Turned out to be three weeks.
I had a part-time job as a cashier in the cafeteria for a school district. Worked out great as I got the kids off to school and was home when they got home. About the third day he was there I had gotten the kids off to school taken a shower and put my pantyhose on. They were STW no panties. I was fixing my hair when he came into the bedroom and started talking to me.
I didn't really mind but it seemed a little odd. Anyway I didn't change anything and finished my hair and makeup before putting my bra, top and slacks on.
The next day the same thing happened. I just carried on a conversation like nothing was going on. But when I pulled my slacks on I asked him if he wanted some breakfast as I hadn't eaten yet. He said that would be nice so I went down and fixed us breakfast without my top. I had an hour before I left for work and waited until the last before putting my bra and shirt on.
The next day I was running a little behind. I got out of the shower and started putting my makeup on and fixed my hair. Still nude I walked to the hall bathroom to get my pantyhose. He saw me and started talking to me. I decided to stay naked and go fix breakfast. It was weird the way he was like it was normal to be talking with his girlfriends mother while she was totally nude. And he was definitely looking.
That night I told my husband what was happening to see what he thought. We both thought it was a little strange and wondered what he was thinking. To this point he hadn't touched me. After our talk and both wondering where it would go my husband told me if I wanted to let it play out I could with no restrictions. It had been 12ish years since I had had another guy and I didn't know if I wanted that but I knew if I did it would confirm our thoughts of him.
Monday came and I showered and put on pantyhose and a denim miniskirt then did hair etc. He was talking the whole time. Went down to fix breakfast still topless.
After we ate I started rubbing my neck and complained about my neck and shoulders hurting.
He took the bait and offered to run them for me. At first he worked on my neck and shoulders and it really felt great. After a few minutes I noticed him working a bit further down my back and front. He rubbed my shoulders for probably close to thirty minutes before cupping both my breasts and started playing with my nipples.
I was enjoying that as I always do and I was also watching the clock. I finally told him that as much as I was enjoying that that I had to get to work.
The next morning I showered and put on my pantyhose and then started my hair and makeup. He came in and started talking but this time instead of sitting on the bed he got behind me and started feeling me out. Playing with my tits and nipples. I turned to face him. His arms were around me and he kissed me. I responded with a kiss and this time he kissed me long and deep. His tongue entered my mouth as his hands went to my butt and he started squeezing my cheeks.
I pushed away and went to fix breakfast. The next day was the same. By Thursday he started sucking my breasts. He was good at what he was doing. But I managed to stay in control. But when I got to work I told them I would be taking Friday off.
Friday morning got everyone off to work and school. Asked my husband if he was sure he was okay with me going all the way and if I could do it more than once. He said it was alright as we were seeing what he was all about. I wasn't encouraging him but wasn't stopping him. Okay maybe I encouraged him a little.
Everyone gone I slipped into a sheer black baby doll. It had seduced Rocky, Mike, Bob and one other guy. He came up as usual and I was laying on the bed. He laid down beside me. Talked a little and started making out. My clothes fell away and he was turning on the heat. It wasn't long before he entered me. He surprised me by holding off until I hit a screaming orgasm.
After we relaxed I told him he was pretty good and even though I shouldn't be doing that I had really enjoyed it. With that we were at it again.
After two more times we showered together and he left for work. I was tired and well satisfied after 4 orgasms in one day.
The next week we did it a couple of times a day before breakfast and shower then work. That weekend he moved out. But once or twice a week there was a knock on my door and he would pleasure me again. This went on for a couple of months. I finally told him I needed to stop.
About a year later he stopped by one morning. My daughter and him were no longer a thing. My daughter was away in college in another state. A little cuddling and kissing. Massaging my breasts and one more time and a crashing orgasm. He moved back home and came to say goodbye. My husband never gave me any grief over this affair. Once proved our point. 25 more times was for my pleasure. I mean after the first time I really couldn't say no.
