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My friend invited me to his house to play video games and to stay for dinner. My mother said it would be okay as long as I was home before 9 so we went directly to his house after school and played warcraft.  His mom had told him to watch for a breaking point in the game and come into the kitchen to eat so around 6:15 we found ourselves sitting at the kitchen table while his mom fixed us up some burgers.  I was situated in a seat at the table where I could see his mom and I couldn’t stop staring.  She had big boobs and a plump round ass.  I got a nice look at her cheeks whenever she’d bend over, even just slightly, and my eyes were glued to her.

After a few minutes, my friend said something about needing to use the bathroom and he got up and left.  I didn’t mind because of the private show I was getting from his mom.  I watched her ass wiggle around and was hoping she’d bend over low when she brought our plates to the table so that I could take a long look down her top at her tits.

So as I’m staring at her ass, she suddenly wiggles it back and forth several times unlike any moves I’d seen her doing before that.  And I realized she had said something to me.  It knocked me out of my trance and I looked up.

“Huh?” I muttered. “Did you say something to me?”

She was half turned and looking over her shoulder at me. “I asked what you liked.” she said.

I was still in a half-daze and thinking about her ass and tits and I answered, “I think it all looks really good.” and my eyes looked again, closely at her ass and traveled up to her breasts and back to her ass.

“I meant, what do you like on your burger.” she said with a little laugh.

“Oh!” I muttered aloud, embarrassed that I’d misunderstood. “I like the usual things on it.  Maybe some cheese?”   The way she was looking at me embarrassed me even more than I was just a minute or two earlier and I started to apologize, “I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you or be inappropriate.”

“It’s okay Jimmy.  I’m flattered that you find an older woman like me worthy of staring at.”

I just nodded and gave her thin smile, too embarrassed to say anything at all.  After her son came back into the kitchen, neither of us said anything and she brought our plates to us.  I don’t know if she could read my mind or not but she did bend down as she handed me my plate.  I glanced down her top and saw her smile at me as our eyes met for a quick moment.  Her son was too busy digging into his dinner to even notice what was transpiring between his mom and I.

After dinner, I went with her son back into the other room to continue playing our game.  The time went by quickly and I’d gotten my mind clear of the images I had of his mother.  But of course then came the moment when I heard her calling from the kitchen, “Jimmy, it’s getting close to 9 o’clock.  I don’t think you can walk home in time to be there by your curfew.  Grab your things and I’ll drive you.”

The time had gone by quickly and I didn’t realize what time it actually was but I shut down the game and grabbed my backpack from the side of the couch.  My friends mother was standing in the doorway with the car keys and as we headed out the door she stopped her son from coming with us by telling him he needed to put the dinner dishes away.  “I’ll be home before you know it.” she said and shut the door behind her.

I climbed into the passenger seat and she got behind the wheel turning the ignition key to start the engine.  As the car started, the lights on the dashboard lit up and I noticed the clock read 8:07pm.  I glanced over at her as she looked out the back window to back the car down the driveway and she winked at me.

“I thought it was close to 9″ I said.

She waited to answer until she was heading down the street.  “Well, we have a stop to make before I drop you off Jimmy.  I hope you don’t mind.”

I said it was okay and again found myself starting to daydream about having some kind of sexual moment with her.  Feeling and playing or sucking her tits would be fun.  And I wouldn’t mind squeezing her ass. Those thoughts were getting me hard and my thoughts turned to what it would be like if she were to suck my cock for awhile.

As luck would have it, the “stop” she needed to make was in a dark, quiet secluded parking lot behind a nearby dry cleaners.  She asked if I wanted to see anything up close and personal before she took me home.  I knew exactly what she meant and I nodded my head and eagerly said, “Oh yes ma’am, I do.”

“Help yourself Jimmy.  We have at least 30 minutes for you to do whatever you like.”