Angie was multi tasking as she readied for a job interview, chatting with Glen on her cell while checking her outfit in the bedroom mirror, the short black one piece was her favorite, with the hem at mid thigh it somehow made her 5'5" stature seem taller while putting her firm ass and shapely legs on display, with a few buttons left undone from the top low enough to afford anyone interested a teasing view of her cleavage she felt comfortable that she would attract attention, something she always enjoyed doing.
The red head opened up her walk in closet to look for her matching heels while listening to her husband on the cell assure her that she was going to nail the interview when another call came through, she said a quick goodbye to Glen saying that she had to go before switching and hearing her friend Jessi's voice.
Jessi always made Angie smile when they chatted, although the woman was almost 10 years her senior she was so laid back, so at ease with herself, she was at work and asked if Angie could drop by her home to make sure her son Jack, who was home from college for reading week, was up and out of bed, " you know how boys are," Jessi laughed while the red head spotted the heels she was looking for and nodded her head, agreeing to check in on her son.
It wasn't far out of Angie's way to drive the short 2 blocks to her friends house, she parked beside a motorcycle in the driveway which she was certain was Jack's and walked to the front door and knocked, she was early, leaving herself lots of time to get to the job interview on time, after a short wait the slender red head knocked again, waited, and finally reached above the wall mounted mail box for the hidden key she was told about and let herself into the house.
Angie was skeptical about Jack being awake as she slipped out of her heels and walked to the top of the basement stairs, quietly calling his name down to where she knew his bedroom was, and after no answer she went down the steps, repeating the 19 year old's name a couple more times, she was part way down the hallway towards the bedroom at the end, past the bathroom/laundry room doorway when she heard it creak and turned.
Jack, the college jock had just showered and having no reason to think he wasn't alone pushed open the bathroom door with his foot while toweling dry his hair, his lean, muscular young body on full display, gleaming wet still, they both seen each other at the same time, Angie putting her hand over her mouth as she blurted out " sorryyyyyyy," while Jack flashed the brightest, sexiest smile the 34 year old had seen in a while.
Angie couldn't help but to let her eye's drop to the young man's hanging dick, and impressed, looked back up at his face while Jack finished drying his hair, asking him if he wanted to cover himself up, he shrugged, saying only if she wanted him too, the married woman smiled slyly, shaking her head.
Angie noticed he was shaved clean down there as she watched his long loose manhood bounce swinging side to side between his thighs while he slid the towel over his thick neck, broad shoulders to his powerful chest, obviously proud of what he has, in no hurry to cover up as she told him his mother would probably want him to cover himself and Jack chuckled, looking at the red head and smirking, " we don't have to tell mom everything do we?,."
In the confines of the narrow hallway Jack stepped a little closer to Angie, his naked 6 foot frame towering over her as he informed her that they didn't have to tell his mother anything, the red head lifted her right hand, gently placing her fingers against his thick chest while looking up into his mischievous eye's, and as his grin widened, as the older woman paused, they both knew they could trust each other to keep this to themselves.
It was Awkward for Angie, she struggled with the idea of her being friends, close friends with this young man's mother as he stepped in front of her and reached for her wrist, guiding her hand down on his chest to his pronounced abs, Angie lifted her left hand to place it on his lower abs as well, her heart racing now, her breath quickening, she knew she wanted to fuck this young man.
Jack showed no rush at all as he leaning his head down to brush his lips over the older woman's left cheek, cupping her tits in his big hands through her dress, his calmness helped Angie struggle with how wrong this all was, she turned her head to meet Jack's lips and sighed, letting her apprehensions fade away.
Angie tasted the fresh toothpaste on his breath as they first kissed, it somehow reminded her of how much younger he was as her hands moved lower on him, her palms sliding over those impressive abs, parting to glide down to his thick thighs, then as his tongue pushed into her willing mouth he growled as his mothers friend's hands found his hanging dick, lifted it.