Mrs. Lange and the delivery boy

[Carrie_45]

OOC: This is my first attempt at this, so please be patient with me...

Mrs. (Julie) Lange is a 45 year old mother of 2 who owns a florist shop. Her driver has just retired and she has hired her youngest son's best friend (Jeremy) who is taking a year off before starting college. Her own sons (Brett- 21) and (Gary- 18) are both away at college. Her husband (Ted) travels alot, leaving Julie home alone most of the time.

I need a patient, but persistent male to play Jeremy. I warn you that I will not submit easily. Julie has never cheated on her husband and is a conservative woman. It will take a while to convince her to stray, so I need someone who is in for the long haul..

Any takers ??

 

[Guest]

OOC: I would love to play.

 

[Guest]

OOC: Welcome Zehrman and lets begin !

After the boys had left for college, I found myself spending more time at the flower shop. Ted spends 3 out of 4 weeks a month on the road, so there really is nothing drawing me to the big lonely house. Starting the business five years ago, I had built it into a fairly successful operation. My days were full, taking orders and coordinating deliveries, leaving me little time to actually spend creatively arranging bouquets and doing my paperwork.

My new deliver boy (Jeremy) had really been a "God send". He was a tireless worker who stayed late most nights helping to tidy up and generally being extremely helpful.

I have known him since he was 10 years old, when he and Gary became friends. He spent so much time at my house that I almost consider him my third son.

I look up at the large clock on the wall and am amazed that it is closing time already. Moving to the front of the store, I flip the sign around, displaying the "Closed" sign to the outside world. Locking the door, I move back into the rear of the shop where I will spend the next few hours. As I begin working on my first order, I hear the back door open... Jeremy returning from his deliveries.

Just to be certain, I yell out, "Jeremy, is that you ?"....

 

[Carrie_45]

OOC: Sorry, that was me... I told you I was new at this !!

 

[Guest]

Jeremy

(OOC: Don't worry about it.)

"Yes, Aunt Julie." I shout back, closing the back door behind me. I smile to myself, except from Mum, she is the only person to call me 'Jeremy'.

Although we are not related, I have called her 'Aunt' for as long as I can remember, though since Mum died, I see her more as a mother figure. In fact, since Dad and I never get on (I'm the only child), I see both her and Gary as my 2nd family.

I take off my coat, glancing at her as I hang it up. Noticing me looking at her, she smiles and carries with the orders.

I look at my watch. It is almost six in the evening. I seem to remember that I'm meant to be 'going out with the lads'. But I just couldn't be bothered. I know what the night would be like. Down the pub and then onto the local nightclub to try and pick up some girls, all in the vain hope of getting laid.

Don't get me wrong. My libido is as active as any other boy whose 18th birthday is tomorrow. In fact when I am not working or out with my friends, I am in my room wanking off.

However, unlike other teenagers, I'm not anxious to fuck just about anyone. I want to give my virginity to someone that I care about, to make love, not just have sex.

When I tell my friends that, they just laugh at me. Only Gary understood what I meant and now he is away at college.

No, I think I will stay in and help out tonight.

That's something else my friends rib me about.

"How come I spend so much time helping out Gary's old lady? It's as if you fancy her or something."

I ignore them.

As I said, she's like a mother to me. How could I fancy her? It would almost be like incest.

Again, I look at her as she busily goes through the orders.

I must admit that although she's 45, she wears her age well. Unlike my friends' mothers who have allowed their bodies to go to seed, Aunt Julie has managed to keep her figure.

Okay, it's not like a teenager's. No, her body is fuller, riper. Her breasts so....

Jeez! What am I thinking. That's Aunt Julie I'm thinking about! Gary's mother!

I try to focus on something else but too late, I feel something lurch in my groin.

Oh shit! I have got a hard-on!

Scared in case Aunt Julie sees me, I quickly turn and grab my coat.

"Erm I-I just thought of something I've got to do. I-I'll be back later."

I quickly leave the shop, praying that she did not see my erection.

 

[Guest]

The look on Jeremy' s face is strange, as he hurries by, mumbling something about being back later. I shrug, a small smile spreading accross my face... "I'll bet he has a girlfriend," I say to myself..."Well good for him."

It seems strange thinking about Jeremy with a woman. The surrogate mother in me will always see him as a ten year old child, although I certainly have noticed the obvious physical changes. Like his strong muscular arms... and his long thick legs...

I begin to daydream, as I continue working on my arrangements. Thinking back to an incident that happened about two years ago...

Jeremy stayed over at our house a lot. The boys were always involved in something together and it seemed as though Jeremy spent more nights at our house then he did his own... On this night, I happened to be having a very difficult time sleeping. I got up to get a drink and noticed a stream of light coming from the spare bedroom where Jeremy slept. The door was open a crack, just enough for me to be able to see Jeremy staring intently at a magazine. It was propped up beside him, on the bed...his eyes glued to the pages...his hand stroking his long thick penis...

I stared through the small crack, shocked at what I was seeing. From the position I was, I could read the title of the magazine...it was called "Hot Older Women". Knowing that my spying was wrong, I tried to pull myself away, but something kept me there...
I felt perspiration forming on my brow and a small tingling spreading throughout my body. The sight of the young man masturbating was turning me on incredibly. My hand slid down the front of my pajama panties... God it had been so long since I'd felt this way...

 

[Carrie_45]

OOC: Sorry again. I'll get the hang of this eventually !!

 

[Guest]

Jeremy

(OOC: Quit apologising. You know the old saying, "better to post twice than not at all". I would also like to say that I do like the way you write. )

It takes a little a little while for my hard-on to die down.

Damn my quick trigger!

Too embarrassed to go back to the shop, I decide to go out with my mates after all. It's after 2 in the morning (and slightly pissed) by the time I get in (Happy Birthday, Jerry).

It's hot that night so I lay on top of my bed just wearing my boxers. The heat makes me feel restless so feeling a twinge in my loins, I go to my cupboard and fish out my favourite sex mag - "Over Forties".

Getting back onto the bed, I start to flip through the pages but find I'm just not interested.

Giving up, I just lie there, not tired enough to want to go to sleep.

I then find myself thinking back at what happened at the shop.

Thankfully, I don't think Aunt Julie did see my hard-on.

I feel relief but...

But what she would have done if she had?.

At that, I feel my cock lurch.

I try not to think about it.

Would have she been offended?

My cock gets harder.

Of course she would have been offended, you twat! She would have half killed you!

Oh fuck! I can't think like this, she's Gary's mum!

But she's so lovely!

Looking down, I can see my erection tenting my boxers.

Jesus! What would she say if she had saw that?

I pull down and take off my boxers, leaving me naked on my bed. I look at my cock as it reaches well past my navel. With a feeling of pride, I try to wrap my hand around the base, my fingers not being able to meet.

It's certainly grown in the last year or so!

Unable to stop myself, I slowly start to move my hand up and down the shaft.

Oh Aunt Julie....

 

[Guest]

I had forgotten about the incident, ashamed at my 'incestuous' thoughts. After all Jeremy is like a son to me.

Trying to put the scene out of my mind, I force myself to concentrate on the flower arrangements that need to be finished. Working diligently, I succeed, for awhile....but then the images begin to come back...

His penis is so long and thick, illuminated by the small bedside lamp. Ted's is much smaller... I wonder how a monster like that would feel inside me...

I feel my breathing quicken, as I watch... my hand is now completely inside the thin cotton material and my fingers make contact with my damp pussy lips...I stifle a moan, not wanting Jeremy to hear...slowly, I begin to stroke my clitoris...

Reliving the incident is making me extremely horny. It's been so long since I've thought of sex, with Ted traveling so much. I notice my hands trembling, as I try to continue working. Hurriedly, I finish the last arrangement and walk over to the cooler to keep it fresh overnight. Upon shutting the long glass door, I notice my reflection...

My body isn't bad for a woman in her mid-forties... Of course I've gained a few pounds and everything isn't as firm as it used to be. But overall, I feel pretty good about myself. Walking back to the office, I begin gathering my things and getting ready to head home. And then Jeremy enters my mind again...

His eyes stare intently at the image in the magazine. His hand moving quicker, strokes his large pole...

I sit at my desk, my mind fully focused on the scene playing out in my mind... I feel my hand slide up my skirt and into my panties. Revisiting that night has affected me deeply and I need release...

"Oh God Jeremy, you're so big !!!"

 

[Carrie_45]

OOC: Just consider me 'unregistered'. I know I logged in this time,

 

[Guest]

Jeremy

I groan to myself as I feel the heat in my body increase. I look at myself and see that my whole body is glistening with sweat.

Holding my hands together around my cock, making a makeshift cunt, I start to move my hips up and down.

My mind is almost feverish with lust and I can now see Aunt Julie hovering naked above my cock.

Oh fucking hell!

I see her eyes are shining and her face is screwed up in passion.

I imagine her slowly, ever so slowly mount my painfully throbbing dick. First the head and then inch by inch the rest of my erect penis slowly disappears as she descends onto my lap. I can see my cockshead pushing back her pussy walls as it travels up to her womb. The very same womb that Gary was created in.

Oh Jesus!

My hands now at the base of my cock start to raise up and in my mind, Aunt Julie start to ride my cock.

Christ! I have never been turned on in my life.

Oh Julie, I want to fuck you so much.....

Suddenly, I am brought out of my fantasy by the sound of my father coming up the stairs.

"Jerry! Are you awake?" he shouts.

Shit!

Panicking, I manage to cover myself before Dad springs into the room.

"Ah you are awake." I see that Dad is still wearing his suit, he must have just come home from work.

"Sorry to disturb you, kid. But I need a quick word."

"Yeah, Dad, what is it?" fearing the worst.

"It's about tomorrow night." he starts.

I suddenly notice the porno mag laying on the floor under the chair.

Shit! Hope he doesn't see that!

"I'm afraid I have to postpone it."

What?

I avert all my attention back to him.

"But Dad, you promised to take me to the race track for my birthday tomorrow night."

I should have known.

"I know, son. But I can't help it. I'll make it up to you."

Yeah! He always says that!

I turn and face away from him.

There is a pause.

"Jerry? I got to ask you for one other favour."

Now what?

I turn round to look at him.

"I'm bringing some associates home with me tomorrow night and I would appreciate it if you could make yourself scarce."

I couldn't believe it. It's my eighteenth birthday tomorrow and he is turfing me out of my own house so he can bring someone over.

"All night?" I ask him.

My Dad smiles at me. I want to punch him.

"If that's alright. I'm sure there's someone you can stay with."

"There isn't. Gary's at college and the others don't have the room."

"Surely one of your pals could... Hey! Why not stay at Gary's parents'. You work for hiis mother for pittance, the least she could do is put you up for the night. You used to stay there all the time before Gary went to college anyway. I'm sure she won't mind."

I don't say anything. I can see that my father's mind is made up.

"I'll give her a phone call first thing tomorrow morning. Good night, son."

At the door, he pauses.

"Jerry, I will take you to the track, I promise." and closes the door.

I just lay there, feeling like a deflated balloon. Suddenly sober but tired now, the urge to wank gone, I switch off the lamp.

Laying in the dark, I think back to what I was doing before Dad intruded.

What's the matter with me? I never thought of her like that before. She's my best friend's mother. For fuck's sake, she's practically MY mother since Dad's never around.

I know that I should be disgusted with myself. However as I slowly fall asleep, I can't help feeling a little excited.

 

[Carrie_45]

Sitting at my desk, I feel myself pulled to the image of Jeremy masturbating in my house. The expression on his face...the size of his penis...the way he moved his hand over his long shaft...

My fingers find my clitoris. I lean back in my chair, feeling things I haven't felt in years.

Was that why I had buried the images so deeply into my subconscious mind ? Was the thought of that young man, so much like my own sons, too much for me to deal with ? Was my deep carnal lust too powerful to fight ?

Slowly I began rubbing my tingling clit...God it felt so good...Trying to think of Ted...trying to remember how it felt to be made love to...But Ted's image kept fading...Jeremy was too tempting...too inviting.... But it was so wrong !!!

My mind buzzed with sexual desire. Fingers stroking...working up my sexual appetite...remembering...allowing repressed thoughts to rise to the surface...images buried out of fear....

Jeremy stroking his cock... Gary swimming in our pool... not knowing I was watching...his lean body glistening in the summer sun...The outline of his penis visible through the thin material of his swim trunks...

Now Jeremy again...

My hand works faster...bringing me closer to my releaes...God it feels so good...

 

[Guest]

I am really enjoying the thread.

OOC: I going to wait until you have finished your masturbation sequence else we are going to get out of step.

However I have a favour to ask (and I know this is kinky) but instead of playing the role of 'Jeremy', can I be Gary instead?

It doesn't matter if you say 'no'. I'm happy playing 'Jeremy'.

Z

PS I wouldn't have asked but seeing that you have mentioned him in your last post.

 

[Guest]

OOC: I'm not sure Julie is ready to embark on an incestuous relationship right now... Remember, she is a very conservative woman who will be difficult to seduce... If Gary becomes a possibility the role is yours, but let's see how Jeremy does first ...

IC: The scent of flowers fills my nostrils. I slide my panties off and lean back farther in the large leather chair. Eyes closed, I again envision Jeremy stroking his hard cock.

My mind transports me back... my knees tremble as I touch myself in the dark hallway... My own son (Gary) asleep in the room next door, my husband two doors away...

I rub my clitoris, staring at the young virile man who has grown up before my eyes. I try to regain my composure, telling myself that it is wrong to spy. But I can't tear myself away from the doorway...

The leather rustles beneath me, as I pleasure myself in the small office...God I need sex so badly !!! My fingers work their magic on my pussy... one finger slides inside... and then two... three. Stretching my vagina... loving the sensation of pleasure mixed with pain...My other hand rubs my clitoris...Oh God, it's been so long !!!

I begin to imagine how it would feel to have a young man making love to me. I can't help but feel silly... Why would anyone Jeremy's age be interested in an old lady... But God, I bet it would be incredible... His strong, firm body pressing against mine... the sensation of fullness as he plunges into me...

My orgasm hits powerfully... Jeremy, thrusting into me...The image sends me over the top... My moans echo through the empty office, as wave after wave of pleasure envelop me. Fragments of memory flash before my eyes... my husband, Ted... my beautiful sons... and of course Jeremy....

Did I imagine it, or did I really call out his name ?

 

[Guest]

Jeremy

The alarm wakes me.

Lifting my head, I look at the date on my clock.

Happy Birthday!

I say to myself bitterly, remembering Dad's last minute pull out of tonight's planned event.

Getting up, I quickly shower and get dressed, deciding to wear my tight cycling shorts and baggy t-shirt since it's already turning out to be another scorcher of a day.

Going downstairs, I find that Dad has already gone and has left a note on the dining table.

"See you tomorrow! Dad."

Not even an apology for lousing up tonight.

I make myself some cereal. Then I leave the house, get on my bike and ride off to Aunt Julie's flower shop.

*******

At the back of the shop, I see Aunt Julie's car already there as I go through the back entrance.

Inside, I find Aunt Julie bending over some roses that she is tending.

Despite my previous promises to myself, I can't help but take in her ample rear-end emphasised by wearing jeans. Immediately, something in my crotch springs to life.

Oh no! Not again!

Flushing with embarrassment, I desperately try to pull down my t-shirt to hide my growing bulge as Aunt Julie stands up and faces me.

Suddenly, I wish I wasn't wearing these damned shorts...

 

[Carrie_45]

I arrive at the shop early, wanting to finish up a few things I had left undone the night before. After completing some paperwork, I begin preparing to open the shop... sprucing up some of the displays and such...

As I turn around, I am startled to see Jeremy standing behind me...He has a rather strange look on his face... a familiar look...the same look he had that night two years ago...

My heart begins to beat rapidly...my mind buzzing with a very strange sensation...my eyes are drawn to the obvious bulge in his pants...

Trying to speak, I clear my throat..

"Um.... Uh....Good morning... Jeremy," I manage, feeling my face begin to blush...

"Your Dad called and asked if you could stay over tonight...."

My hands were trembling and I knew I had to regain my composure. Surely I wasn't attracted to a young man who was the same age as my youngest son... I wouldn't let that happen.

"I of course, told him it would be fine."

 

[Guest]

As Aunt Julie looks at me, I feel my face become even hotter.

Did she just look at my hard-on?

I feel myself getting harder.

Suddenly I can imagine her naked on the floor with me on top of her thrusting away, while my hands roughly mauling her soft tits.

Shit! I'm gonna burst. I gotta get out of here!

"Erm.... Thanks, Aunt Julie.... I-I just have to ..erm.. the bathroom."

My legs shaking, I quickly scoot out of the room.

Once in the toilet, I quickly pull down my shorts, freeing my throbbing hard on.

Fuck! That's better!

I groan to myself as I start to stroke my aching cock.

I shouldn't be doing this. Not here and not about Aunt Julie.

Unable to control my raging hormones, I can picture her standing in front of me naked. Trying to imagine what her breasts look like.

"Ooh! Aunt Julie. I want you so much."

I rub my erection hard and faster.

I can see her face, screwed up in passion as I fuck her. My cock gets ever larger!

I can feel myself shaking as I lean against the wall, my hand going up and down my aching shaft at a impossible rate. I could feel my balls starting to tingle. I start to gasp out loudly, not caring at that moment if anyone can hear me.

Oh shit! I'm going to cum!

"Jeremy? Are you alright in there?"

Fucking hell! She's just outside the door!

"I-I'm just CUMMMING, Aunt Julie!!!" I reply, the thought of her standing outside only bringing on my ejaculation.

And Christ did I cum. Thick ropey spunk shoot out of my convulsing cock, splashing the toilet seat and surrounding walls.

Again and again, I spurt until I am completely drained.

For a moment, I feel elated. Then I hear Aunt Julie calling me again through the door.

Shit! What have I done?

I can't believe that I have wanked off with her outside.

"E-everything's fine. I'll be out in a minute." I shout out.

Embarrassed beyond belief, I quickly, almost desperately, clear up the semen stains off the wall and toilet seat, and flush it down the loo.

Pulling up my shorts, I quickly leave the safety of the bathroom only to find Aunt Julie, looking strangely flushed.

"I-I was worried why you were taking so long."

I look at the clock.

I've been in there for 20 minutes!

Unable to look at her in the eye, I stammer out an excuse and quickly load the van with this morning's orders and then leave. I couldn't get away quickly enough.

Oh God! What if she suspected?

 

[hotguy22]

i would like to be a assistant delivery boy.
i am 22 in college and am desperately looking for work
6'1 brown eyes and black hair

 

[mfucker]

OOC: don't mean to interrupt, but maybe i could play Gary? or Jeremy if Zehrman wants to do Gary? great thread anyway...

 

[Carrie_45]

OOC: Thanks for the compliment ... let me try to work both of those characters into the thread...maybe with a slight twist..give me some time and I will let you know...

IC: Jeremy is really acting strangely today...After rushing into the bathroom, he bolted out of the store with hardly two words for me.

And the sounds coming from the bathroom were familiar...could it be that... oh, no...he wouldn't...would he ?

I open the door to the small room, looking around...

I see a drop of something on the wallpaper.. and another...

Sliding my finger accross the surface of the wall, I scoop some of the gooey substance up...knowing very well what has just happened inside...

Studying my finger for a moment...I raise it to my nose... smelling a very slight musky scent...and then I taste it....

My heart throbs quickly, as I taste Jeremy's cum...the act...so wrong...so out of character for me...but somehow exciting...

I wonder who he was thinking about... probably one of those cute little tramps that hang out at that bar...

 

[hotguy22]

thanks carrie

i wanna get into the story
regards

 

[Guest]

Jeremy

Embarrassed what I did this morning, I stay out of Aunt Julie's way for the rest of the day. Coming back only to pick up more orders and turning down her usual invitation of sharing lunch with her. However, the day eventually ends and I have to come back to the shop. Even so, it's later than usual (7pm).

Parking the van in its usual place, I sit there for a few minutes.

I wish I could go home!

However, I know that is impossible. Nor can I go out with my friends since they all think I am celebrating my birthday with Dad tonight.

No, I have to spend the evening, the night with a woman who mostly like thinks I'm a perv.

Some great birthday this is going to be!

Feeling depressed and dejected, I slowly get out of the van, taking my overnight bag with me.

By now I am wearing a pair of baggy jeans. The last thing I want to do is cause another 'embarrassment'.

Back in the shop, I find Aunt Julie, as usual, at her desk.

 

[mfucker]

OOC: ok...thanx....take your time....as in don't rush it yea....wouldn't want to spoil the mood of the thread....

 

[Carrie_45]

Jeremy is acting very strangely. Avoiding me and being generally cold.

I finish up some paperwork...including Jeremy's birthday card...and begin to close up shop.


I hear Jeremy come into the shop, as I straighten my desk...

I feel a strange chill run through my body, realizing what he had done earlier that day. Again I begin wondering who he had been thinking of...

I feel his eyes. I've always had that ability. They seem to be scoping me out from behind... Could it be that he had been thinking about me ??

I turn to face him, hoping I'm wrong...I flash back to the incident 2 years ago...the magazine...older women...Oh my God !!

"Hey Jeremy," I stammer, "listen...maybe it would be best if you didn't stay over tonight....I mean....I'll give you money to get a room...."

My voice cracks...I just can't imagine being in the same house with him tonight....

Waiting for his reaction, I feel my face begin to flush...

 

[Guest]

Jeremy

Oh God! She DOES know!

Why else would she not want me to stay?

She DOES think I am a pervert.

On the blink of bursting into tears, I step forwards her.

"I-I'm sorry, Aunt Julie. I didn't mean to...."