Playdate Becomes More... (Closed for umyes)

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She arrives at the address her sons friends mom had texted her. They hadn't met yet, but our sons had hit it off at school. We set up a playdate during Easter break, so the boys could have fun, and maybe I could make a new friend.

She walked up the path to the house holding Tommys hand, when his friend, Jimmy, came running around the corner. Tommy he screams come see my treehouse, and the boys take off running. "Hi Jimmy," I shout to there retreating backs, "and be careful" I say as they disappear from sight.

Knocking on the door, waiting for someone to let me in. She stood there thinking, how she could really use a new friend. She was new in town and except for the kids and teachers at the Pre-K program, she didn;'t know anyone.

She took a look at her outfit and hoping it wasn't too casual. Not bad Celeste she thinks, giggling when she realizes she's acting like this is a first date.
 
Looking out the attic window, Clark saw her and dropped his Xbox. He was supposed to be studying chemistry but the curves and colors on that woman made him gasp. Creeping to the third story window he hid behind the curtain and let his smooth 19 year old penis flop already hardening into his hand. She was just like the milfs he saw online, well dressed, younger, and fuller than a teen. Boy, he had abraided himself more than once masturbating to milf photos.
Clark had just started at Dale College and was supposed to be interested in girls, not women, and books not internet photos.
"Ding-dong!" Oh, no his landlady was at the store and she had asked him to answer the door. Stuffing himself back into his thick canvas shorts, he raced down the stairs to the front door. Opening it, he hid his hips behind the large wooden front door to allow his visible bulge to go away.
"Good morning, I'm Clark.Mrs. Campbell is picking up some lunch groceries and asked me to answer the door." Clark nervously enjoyed this young mothers' amazing frame and sexy hair. "She said to help yourself to the patio and she'll be back any minute. I'll be upstairs if you need anything."
Shyly, Clark walked Celeste through the house and held the back screen door for her. She smelled amazing and he felt his erection returning.
 
"Hi Clark, I'm Mrs. Dixon. Tommys mom. S are you Jimmys brother?" she asked as they walked through the house to the yard. She had a few butterflies in her stomach when she laid eyes on the young man, and had no idea why. He was 10 years younger than her, and not her type at all yet...
 
"Uh, hi, Mrs. Dixon. I'm actually his half brother. My mom had me early and didn't settle down with my step dad until Jimmy came along. I live upstairs and just started at Dale Junior College."
Clark concentrates on keeping his penis from being obvious even using the screen door to cover part of his hips.
"Jimmy's my little guy, and mom's happy now, so it all worked out. How did you two meet?" Clark nervously looked in her mature eyes and got a zap in his gut when she looked back, tasteful eye makeup, classy jewelry and summer outfit all at once. He felt lightheaded.

Before she could answer, Clark offered to get some ice water for everyone and turned to the sink. Her momminess, younger body, and ease were making him sweat with desire, his mind was doing things to her right there in the kitchen! Those full thighs, soft, available breasts, and easy motherly encouragement would make him love her for hours.. then again and again and again. When he turned her softly tanned arms were so close and he enjoyed the way her thin gold necklace dropped between her fullness and settled under her thin cotton, just tight enough fashionable t shirt.
 
"Actually, I haven't meet your mother yet. Tommy and Jimmy go to school together and became friends their first day. Jimmy is always gine when I pick up Tommy and he's there when I drop Tommy off."

"What are you studying in college?" I ask him taking a sip of the water he gave me"
 
"Well, actually I'm still a first year. I study the basic intro classes, you know math, chemistry, history. Did you attend college?" I calm down enough to turn around and enjoy the conversation as well as the figure. The boys can be heard playing outside and there is something soft, womanly, sensual that really attracts Clark to this woman. Checking her hands for wedding rings he can't get an accurate conclusion. Her nails are amazing though and Clark begins fantasizing about her hands gripping him during sex. "Uh, what part of town do you live in? Do you live alone?"
 
"I did," she smiles for a minute, "for about a minute and a half. I was a bit of a party girl." She tells him.

Glancing away she wonders why she is telling this barely legal boy about how wild she was just a few years ago.
 
Feeling his heart race, Clark wonders what kind of hot fun this woman had to drop out of college. "Well, you can always go back, you know, when Tommy gets older. I could help you, if you want." Stupid! Clark thought. Don't try to hit on an older woman who may be married when you don't even have your own place! "Anyway, I can tell you which classes are better or harder than others...."
 
"I could if I had the money." she says wistfully. It's like 60 grand a year now, and I can't afford that and raise a son. "Besides who wants an old broad like me in college. Most guys want some barely legal virgin hunny pot to stick it in."

Her face went bright red when she heard what she said.
 
Choking on his water, Clark felt his dick jump and recovered his bearing. "Oh, listen, there are plenty of working professionals in my class. And besides, if you don't mind me saying, you can compete with anything the sororities or cheerleading squad can offer!' Clark enjoyed her heaving breasts and really liked her makeup and pretty face, imagining them together, him kissing her, touching her.
 
"OH stop it. I'm old enough to be..." then she realized there was only 5 years difference in their ages. It was just the crap she had been through the last 5 years had aged her mentally "...your big sister." she finished lamely.

Trying to get out of the awkard situation, she asked "so how ling before your mom gets home?"
 
"Oh, any minute now. In fact I think I hear her now." Clark enjoyed her bashfulness and wondered what kind of lover she was. He knew he would be attentive, strong and thorough with her, only cumming after she had been satisfied. "So where is your husband?" Clark asked, fishing for room to use his limited, late night tv acquired seduction techniques.
 
"I never married." she said simply. Looking towards the door waiting to meet Jummys mom, and get away form the dangerous road she was on with this young man.
 
"Well you are certainly a great mom! I can tell by the way the boys respond to you. I'll bet there is a long list of men interested in your attention." Clark took a risk and enjoyed her nervous body language. Her full hips and soft breasts were turning him on and he wanted to be somewhere he could enjoy her or at least enjoy himself.
 
"Mommy" Jimmy yells and runs up to the woman who had just come out on the patio. He ran up and grabbed her legs almost knocking her off balance.

"Hi Jimmys mom" Tommy yelled from the treehouse as Jimmy ran back to his friend.

"Hi I'm Maggie,"said the matronly woman who was at least two decades older that me.

"Beth Dixon" she replied as they shook hands.

"Sorry I wasn't here, I realized this one..." she ruffled her older sons hair "had eaten everything we had, so I had to get get snacks for the boys and us." she said smiling.

"Anything I can help you with?" Beth asks wondering why Maggie already felt like a big sister to her.

"Sure follow me into the kitchen, I'll make some coffee, and we can chat."

"Sounds good." Beth told her standing up. "See ya around Clark" she says following Maggie into the house.
 
"Ok no problem!"

"Mom, I'll be upstairs studying. Let me know if you need any help."

Leaving to walk upstairs my cock throbs and my bedroom door clicks shut the same moment my hand wraps my cock and I stroke it thinking of your breasts, face, hips, legs, sandals, underwear, shyness, and general mommy hotness. It feels amazing and I wish is was your hand, mouth, hips I was touching...
 
A few hours pass and Beth is getting ready to go home. Assheis getting Tommy from the yard, Maggie asks "Would you mind watching Jimmy on Saturday? I have a charity event, and my sitter canceled on me."

"Sure I guess...oh wait. I promised I would take Tommy to the beach. I don't want to break my promise, and I really don't feel comfortable watching two boys by myself." she says

"No problem, Clark can go with you." Maggie tells her. "I'll drop them off at your place around 8am. Okay?"

"Sounds great." Beth says wondering why she was happy to have Clark with her.

Beth and Tommy leave, and Maggie goes upstairs to let Clark know. Knocking on his door she hears a sound every mom of a teenaged boy knows all too well, and she smiles remembering when... shaking her head she waits for him to open the door.
 
Settling down quickly I hear mom tell me about Saturday and quickly agree. As she shuts my bedroom door, I consider seeing Beth Dixon in a bathing suit, my erection returns and two strokes later I have to clean my hands.
I finish my homework and wonder what approach to take. The eager assistant? The young aggressor? The stormy artist? Who knows? I'll just try not to slip up about my fantasies!
 
Maggie was to preoccupied with her plans for the charity auction to wonder why he didn't put up a fight. The days passed quickly and at 7:58, Maggie was dropping her sons off at a small cottage on the outskirts of town.
 
"Go ahead and push the button Jimmy!" I say as we walk up to the front door. The small cottage is cute, family oriented and quiet, not the frat house fantasy Clark had last night.
"Mrs. Dixon? We're here!" I say loudly after two tries on the bell and Jimmy wants to play with the potted plants. "Put those back ok, we're about to go to the beach with Tommy!" The door opens.
 
She opens the door wearing a pair of black cut offs and a halter top. '"Hi Clark, Jimmy." she sayssmiling at them. "Tommy time to go." she shouts, "Clark there's a cooler in the kitchen. It's too heavy for me, would you mind?" she asks him putting her hand on his arm.

Taking the daypacks from the two boys she puts them in the car which is alredy loaded with beach toys like boogie boards, buckets and shovels, and more.

Getting the two small boys into their booster seats she makes sure they are securely buckled in, as she sees Clark walk out with the cooler. Heading back into the house, "Put it in the trunk for me please." she tells him as she walks past she says "Nice to have a strong handsome guy to help out" and she stops realizing that she was flirting with him.

Locking up the house, she starts the car and begins the long drive to the beacch.
 
Jumping in the front seat, Clark feels like the dad of the two boys and gets and intense rush of emotion. "Uh, boys, are you ok?" "Yeah, ok," the boys are focused on their toddler ipads.
"I like your house." Clark begins. "You look great today. Do you want me to protect you from the admirers on the beach?" He was fishing. He knew it. His cock was hard, but he had a beach towel covering his interest. Behind her sunglasses, Beth Dixon looked like a porn star!
 
"I don't think I'll need any protection. This is a family beach, and no one ever bothers anyone else." she backs the car out of the driveway and gets on the highway.

"So Clark is there anyone special in your life?" she asks keeping her eyes straight ahead. "I should have told you to invite her, or at least a friend. This way you wouldn't be so bored, hanging with your kid brother, his friend and his old mom."
 
Taking his chance, Clark looks across at Beth: "First of all, you are an amazing woman Mrs. Dixon. Anyone would be thrilled to be with, uh, I mean, date you.
And secondly, I like the beach, maybe you can try to beat me at sand darts or wave riding, no one has yet!"
Clark was happy with his confidence and wondered how things would go at the beach, cooler, umbrella, chairs and kids...
 
"Why thank you Clark. You are such a sweet young man." she says trying to emphasize the difference in their ages. "And it's not Mrs. I was never married, it's Miss." she smiles at him. "I don't think my love life is an appropriate topic for us to discuss." she tells him, "I'm a friend of your mothers after all, bit I will accept your challenge," she says smiling at him.
 
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