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Oh Please Mrs. Robinson!!
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Oh Please Mrs. Robinson!! I'm feeling nostalgic tonight. One of my high school best friends just moved to Georgia about 3 months ago. I haven't seen him in 12 years but it was almost like it was yesterday. Before I tell this story let me set the stage, you are going to need to know about where I grew up first. Imagine a small rural town with a population of about 8,000 people; 700 miles away from here. Very conservative, and somewhat "Varsity Blues" like. High School football is king! On Friday nights, this place turns into a ghost town and the football stadium has more residents than the town. It's Wednesday October 18th, 2000. Two days before homecoming. Our town has a huge parade for homecoming, so much so there is no school on homecoming day. For two weeks Sophomores, Juniors, and Seniors hide out in secret locations building homecoming floats that are to be judged for final points tally. This decides which class will win homecoming week. It's just after 11:30 PM it's starting to storm. I rode with a friend of mine and before we head home he wanted to make a pit stop at his girlfriends house. She lives on a very ritzy golf course neighborhood. We get to her house and by this time this storm has turned into a monsoon. As we get out of the car and run up to the door we get soaked. We knock on the door and his girlfriends mom answers. I've never met her before, but holy hell! She's like a 36 year old version of Stiflers mom! It's a good thing it's a torrential downpour because I'm fairly certain that's the only reason she probably didn't notice that I was drooling like I had rabies. My friend J grabs a towel off the dryer dries off and heads upstairs. Leaves me with a woman I have never met, which is unusual given the size of our town and I'm soaking wet freezing my ass off! Mrs. K very kindly hands me a towel and I start to dry myself off. She's standing there looking out a window in this long ruby red robe holding a glass of white wine and she turns to me and says, "This sure came out of nowhere" and I reply, "yes ma'am it did". I'm just starting to get myself somewhat dry when Mrs. K sets her glass down takes that towel and starts to dry my back. To give you an idea, she's about 5'6", long blonde hair, 120 lbs., blue eyes, and some of the sexiest curves I have ever seen. After she gets me somewhat dry, she says, "I'm watching sports center in the living room go have a seat...you want a beer?" Ummmmmm a beer? I'm....I'm she cuts in "under age...yes would you like one"? Why yes I would! At this point we are making small talk, she's sitting on one end of the couch and I'm on the other and I'm trying so hard not to look. Her robe is slightly open with the cleavage of her perfectly round and perky 34D's showing! I'm fairly certain at this point she has nothing on under her robe. All I can think is, "Dead rats! dead rats! dead rats!" I'm fighting the urge but I want to look so bad! With every word she says I force myself to look at her nose or her forehead but I keep catching myself taking these quick glances at her soft full supple breast and I can't help it! Out of no where this one little water drop from my wet hair starts to run down my forehead and my nose. She giggles softly and says, "I'll go get the towel your still wet". Thank you god! I needed a break from the scenery, I could feel my heart starting to race and she oozed of this sexiness; the sexual tension I was feeling was becoming unbearable. She re-enters the living room with a small hand towel, her robe seemed slightly looser than I remembered and she sits down right beside me and starts slowly drying my hair. Out of my peripheral vision as she leans over her robe slightly opens and I can see this soft pink erect nipple and I slowly let out a gasp of air, trying so hard to keep my composure. I also notice at this point that I've been caught looking, and I don't mean in the baseball term! She cracks a slight smile and places her hand on my mid-thigh and I'm about to lose it. All I can think...hell I couldn't think, I didn't know what to do! I could feel my cock growing, and then it hit me...SHIT! I'm wearing wet jeans! She slowly slides her hand up my leg, and I nearly have a full erection. She lays the towel down, grabs my hand and slides it in her robe over her breast. Her skin is soft and warm. My heart starts to race, I can barely breath and she leans in and whispers softly into my left ear, "Calm down, just breath". I slightly turn my head our lips touch, hers are soft, supple, and moist. I'm starting to panic and I whisper, "Mrs. K your and J could come down at any time!" and she says, "I doubt that, they are probably upstairs doing the same thing". The whole time I was thinking, why would I say that? I want this, and I did...I wanted her so bad. If felt like my skin was on fire and my heart was about to beat out of my chest.... Well AsianMatchMate.com peeps...I'll stop here. It's getting late, but if you would like to know how this Mrs. Robinson tale ends...let me know and I'll finish it....feel free to post your comments. I think we all probably have a tale or two like this. Just to be clear, I was 18 at the time, and she was no longer married. Had been divorced for a little over a year, though I didn't know that at the time. Quite honest didn't care in the heat of the moment anyway...LOL 
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Actually, she is 49 now...maybe even 50...so you are younger than she is 
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Wondering why this wasn't continued.....?  "Man may have discovered fire, but women discovered how to play with it." — Candace Bushnell  ~~Ashley92577~~
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