MILF Part 1

MILF: popular acronym that means ?mothers I?d like to fuck?. Its every young man?s fantasy to fuck an older woman. It was a hot, steamy afternoon, at least 100 degrees here in Phoenix and no hint of any cool down soon since it was the last week in August. Typically this was monsoon season in Arizona but most of that activity was south, down Tucson-way. Phoenix only has an annual rainfall of about a half dozen inches so there was not much chance of relief from the blistering heat. Eddie was in his room starting to pack to return to college and thinking about Patty, his current flame. She had left for school a few days ago so he was at loose ends and wondered how he was going to wait until Christmas time before he got to see her again. He let his mind wander and pulled up a mental image of her slim body with its just right tits. The heavenly smell from her fresh, young pussy. He could almost smell it. In fact, he was starting a little hardon and knew he would have to jerk himself off pretty soon. He was just about to head to the bathroom for some much needed relief when the phone rang. He picked it up and said, ?Hello?? ?Eddie? This is Mrs. Hastings.? She was Patty?s mother. Eddie?s heart skipped a beat when he heard her sexy, sultry voice. She was the reason he was originally attracted to Patty. He had been shopping at the local market when he spotted Mrs. Hastings and her daughter. But, it was the body on Mrs. Hastings that caught his eye. He thought she was the bayan escort beylikdüzü most desirable woman he had ever seen. From the flowing brown hair which covered her shoulders, down to the full, rounded breast that looked to be D cups, a trim waist and an ass to die for. She had it all and he wanted it. So, he had decided to meet and date the daughter in hopes of getting close to her mother. In fact, quite often while he was fucking Patty, he was dreaming of her mother. The young man was obsessed with the older women, of that there was no doubt. ?Oh hi, Mrs. H.? ?Eddie, I really need your help and I know you are getting ready toleave for school and all but I have done something terribly stupid.? ?What can I do to help?? ?Well, somehow, I have dropped my wedding ring down the kitchen sink drain and Hank will kill me if I have lost it.? Thinking quickly, Eddie said, ?Now don?t run any water, I am sure I can get it out of the trap under the sink. I?ll be over in a half hour, OK?? ?Oh thank you, dear boy, you will be a life saver. By the way, its so beastly hot, bring your trunks and we can take a swim after you are done.? Eddie?s mind ran wild. Mrs. H in a swim suit. Wow, now he would get to see all of her, close up. His pants bulged with a renewed hardon that he would have to lose before he got there. ?Will do, see you in a bit.? Eddie hung up and ran to his room for his swim suit, selecting the white Speedo that showed escort bayan beylikdüzü off his prominent crotch to its fullest. He slipped on sans jock strap, and then pulled on a pair of shorts over it. He went to the garage and gathered up the tools he thought he would need and hopped in his car and made tracks for the Hastings house. Oh shit, he thought, its Saturday, her husband is bound to be home. Oh ell, at least I can dream. But when he arrived he noticed only her car was in the open garage and his hopes soared anew. Maybe, just maybe, now play it cool dummy and you may get to ??. He rang the bell and could hear Sandy Hastings call out, ?Eddie, is that you? Come on in, I?m in the kitchen wringing my hands over my stupid mistake.? Eddie walked in and there she was, dressed in shorts and a halter top that concealed most of her bounteous pair of tits. Shit, he thought, no skin show here. Oh well, it was a wild ass idea anyway. ?I?m pretty sure it will be in the trap, just give me a large pan to catch everything that flows out when I uncap it.? He opened the cabinet under the sink, got on his back, and slid himself under the sink. Mrs. H said ?What can I do to help?? ?Just hand me the pan, this will only take about five minutes.? She slid the pan to him and he unscrewed the ring fitting holding the U shaped trap and was instantly covered in dirty water and all sots of nasty stuff. But he heard a distinct ?clink? kayaşehir escort as the ring dropped into the pan. ?Got it,? he said and fished the ring from the slime and handed it to her. ?Oh thank you, thank you, thank you,? she gushed. I can?t tell you what this means to me. Now, this will be our little secret, OK?? ?Fine by me Mrs. H but where is Patty?s father?? ?Oh, he left on two day fishing trip and won?t be back until tomorrow night. So that?s why I was so frantic. I had to find it before he came home or he would just be furious. Now come out from under there and lets clean you up. You are a mess.? ?Yeah, there was some pretty nasty stuff in your sink trap. But its all back together now and you have your ring back.? ?My you are mess, why don?t you take a shower in the pool house and clean up and I?ll get my swim suit and meet you in the pool.? ?OK? Eddie went to the pool house and quickly showered. He slipped his Speedo on and let it hang a little lower than normal. This really turned on Patty as his chest hair pointed downward, past his belly button and appeared to be pointing right at his crotch. It never failed to catch the eye of any woman he was near. Both of them entered the pool area at the same time. Mrs. Hastings was in a white bikini that took Eddie?s breath away. Her perfectly formed breast were over flowing the skimpy top and her he tell her pussy was shaved as her bottom was the briefest of thongs. She looked at Eddie and whistled, ?Whew, Patty said you were hunk and you certainly are dear boy.? ?Well Mrs. H you are pretty awesome looking your self,? was his reply. The two stood there, eyeing each other wondering what would come next. ?I have a confession, Eddie.? Oh, oh, here it comes, he thought, the ?we can?t do this? brush-off.