I was just going home from a visit to my mother's house when I looked across the street and noticed that the Jones house was for sale. I didn't really know the current owners of the house all that well, but I sure had known the previous owner, Gail Murphy, a divorcΓ©e around forty at that time. Seeing that sign brought back the memories of my first sexual encounter as Ms. Murphy showed me what to do with my young. hungry nineteen year old cock.
I grew up spending a lot of time with Gail because I would always go to her house after school since my parents were working till late in the afternoon. In my late teens though I still visited mostly out of habit.
One day, before I had ever had sex with anyone, Gail caught me masturbating. I used to beat my meat on a really regular basis, and for whatever reason. I had been beating it downstairs in her laundry room. You can imagine my shock and embarrassment when I looked up from my hard cock to see Gail watching me. I lost my erection immediately. She didn't seem angry or frustrated but asked me to follow her upstairs as she wanted to talk to me. I hurriedly stuffed my limp cock back in my pants and climbed the stairs. We sat at her kitchen table and she started asking me all sorts of questions about my sex life which at that time was totally restricted to beating off. I didn't think much about her point of view, although now I suspect that she was horny herself .