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A couple of days after my illicit encounter with Jennifer, I was on Facebook catching up with an old friend when I saw Anna, Jennifer’s mother, come online. Smiling to myself, I quickly clicked on her profile to remind myself of our earlier conversation, and to refresh my memory of her good looks. Damn, what an attractive woman, I thought to myself as her picture in that tight dress and those high heels came up on my screen. I decided to wait for her to open a chat window, but I began to finish my conversation with my old friend – just in case. I smiled to myself as, within a few moments, a window opened. “Hi Jerry. It’s nice to see you again, how’s things?” “Hello Anna, things are great, thanks, how are you? I hope you enjoyed your massage the other day?” “Oh, you remember that do you?” I could visualize her smiling to herself as she typed her reply. “It was wonderful, Arnavutköy escort bayan one of the best I’ve had for a while. There’s nothing like a good massage to relieve the stresses of a busy day.” “I couldn’t agree more Anna. Sometimes, it’s almost better than… oh, wait that’s probably a little inappropriate, sorry.” A little smiley face popped up in the window, “Jerry! Really!” “Sorry Anna, please accept my apologies. I really am a gentleman – most of the time,” I blushed a little, hoping I hadn’t put her off. “Silly, I’m kidding! LOL” she responded. “And, you’re right, it is better than sex sometimes!” I smiled again. I’m beginning to like this woman I thought. Well, for more than just her looks, I mean. I felt myself growing in my jeans, as that delightful mental image of her naked on the massage table returned. This time, Escort Avcılar she was moaning quietly as a strong pair of hands kneaded her thighs and glutes. I clicked through her pictures and found the one of her in a wispy bikini laying on her front on a beach towel. Mmmm, perfect, I thought. I reached down to adjust myself in my jeans before my penis developed a permanent bend from the pressure. “Jerry? Are you there?” “Lol, yes, sorry. My mind wandered off for a second there” “Oh really?” Where exactly did it wander off to, Jerry?” Another smiley face appeared. Mmmm, she’s is a tease. I can see where Jennifer gets it from. “That’s for me to know, and you to find out, Anna,” I replied, wondering how far we could carry our flirtatious conversation. “Would it help me find out if I bought you a drink?” Another emoticon, this time an Bağcılar escort innocent angel face with a halo. “Maybe several drinks?” she continued. “Anna, for several drinks, I’ll tell you anything you’d like to hear… lol. Of course, I might be slurring my words so badly you might not understand what I was saying.” “How about tonight?” Wow. I stared at the three little words on my screen, my cock now hard and throbbing in my jeans. For a moment I wondered if this conversation was having the same effect on her as she sat at her computer. “Actually,” she continued, “since Jennifer is going to a friend’s for the next few days, why don’t we do this at my place? That way we’ll only have to worry about one drunk on the road rather than two.” Oh fuck! What am I getting myself into? No, she’s just teasing, and I’m trying to read way to much into this. I’ll go over, we’ll have a few drinks and just get to know one another. You never know, we could be in the same family if Kenny and Jennifer get married. “Anna, that’s a great idea. What time, and can I bring anything?” “Just yourself, and your sense of humour should do. Oh, and a bag of ice, our icemaker is on the fritz right now.
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