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By *ason7754 OP Man
over a year ago
Blackburn |
I heard the door click closed and I turned to see who it was; Tammy, a wicked glint in her eyes, as she flicked the lock, sealing us into her Mother's bedroom in the Bungalow that they shared.
I was about to ask her what she was playing at but she pressed her finger to her lips indicating for me to be quiet and she started to walk over to me.
I don't know if it was the alcohol that I had consumed at the after-show party, or the fact that there were 15-20 of our close friends scattered through her home discussing he success of our latest play, or that my Fiance was in the process of getting into our car whilst I had come to collect our coats...but Tammy could must have sensed my apprehension....
"Don't be shy, there's a good boy...you know you've wanted this for years..." she whispered as she took three or four steps towards me, her ample hips swaying from side to side, accentuated by the tartan skirt she was wearing over fishnet tights and knee boots; her full chest swelling from side to side in the tight halter top she was barely wearing.
I hated, and loved her calling me "good boy"; she was 10 years my senior and I had known her since I was a young child, her mother being my acting teacher and directing a lot of our shows; our families had grown up together; this was the first time I had seen her in years though as she had been in various touring musicals, never really coming home....in that time I had grown from a relatively shy teenager, into a cock-sure guy in my 20s....who was popular with the girls, especially the dancers, in our shows, and I knew it.
Tammy was my weakness though and I think she knew it. As she walked towards me she reached behind her neck and undid her halter, letting it fall and freeing her large breasts, soft and milky white, crowned by perfect pink nipples...one of which was pierced with a cute pink bar.
I tried to protest but she again indicated for me to be quiet as she pushed me down onto the bed among the coats, and knelt between my legs...pushing them open and starting to rub up my inner thighs, her breasts pressing against them....causing the desired reaction |
