It was 7.00 a.m. and Elise Keaton noticed Skippy at the back door and waved him in. Sitting at the breakfast table in a cotton T-shirt and denim shorts, her hair wet from the shower and wrapped up into a towel-covered bun she figured she was at least presentable.
"Morning Skippy dear," I said "If you came to see Mallory she left already, I'm sorry."
"Same old thing eh Mrs. Keaton," Skippy sighed, " guess I really don't a anything to offer her," he sighed.
All the time he looked at the floor daring not look at her for fear of seeing the woman Alex had recently fucked instead of the woman who regularly comforted him from Mallory's' rejection. Plus he had always had a fetish for Elise Keaton's breasts and one glance was like a shot of Viagra. Despite his best efforts he could feel himself getting hard.
"I wouldn't quite say you had nothing to offer Skippy. If that bulge in your jeans gets any bigger you could do yourself a nasty injury. Is that for me Skippy? Maybe I can help you with that." I deliberately stretched my arms above my head pulling my T-shirt tight across my bra less breasts. I knew my nipples were poking through and this tease of poor Skippy was making me horny, not to mention his every expanding package.
"In the lounge room I think, it's a lot more cosy." I got up and took my towel off my head and took his hand. Poor Skippy just groaned and looked at the floor.
"Hold on darling just few more minutes," I said guiding him into the lounge and settling on the sofa. I noticed all the time Skippy's' eyes stayed glued to my breasts.I massaged his cheek, removed his glasses and leaned into give him a kiss. My tongue traced the outline of his lips and teasingly prised them apart to briefly brush his tongue. I could feel this boy was a pent up fury of sexual passion and wondered if he had ever been laid. Guiding his trembling hand I brushed it breifly across my T-shirt and nibbled lightly on his ear.
"What would you like to do Skippy? Would you like to feel my tits?" I whispered seductively. "Would you like to suck my nipples or maybe pinch them? You know they are all for you." I raised my T-shirt enticingly and let my full tits sit high on my chest, then jiggle back and forth as I placed my hands on his shoulders. I noticed a small trickle of saliva escape the corner of Skippy's' mouth so I tongued it away with a gentle flick.