There’s Something About My Son’s Girlfriends….
It started with my son’s first girlfriend about twenty years ago, when he brought her home for the first time. Sadly, she was only 16 and very cute, so all I could do was watch her and fantasize when she looked at me and smiled. I made sure that she didn’t see my body’s natural responses, especially in the summer months when her young body was barely covered with her tank-tops and tight shorts. A couple of years later when age was no longer an issue, his next girlfriend was introduced to the family. She was short, with larger breasts and just as pretty as the first, and the first words out of her mouth were, “Oh God, I just love your accent.” My wife rolled her eyes and responded, “That’s what they all say,” making me blush as I introduced myself. I let my eyes briefly wander over the Arnavutköy escort bayan sexy 18 year old standing in front of me. It was the height of summer with temperatures in the high 90’s, so minimal clothing was the order of the day for this delicious young thing. She wore a flimsy, black button down blouse over a lacy black bra, a short skirt that came to her mid-thigh, and strappy flat sandals showing off her pretty pink toes. “I could listen to you all day, Jerry,” she smiled as we met. “Well, you’re more than welcome to come out and help with the gardening if you get bored. I promise to talk your ears off if you like.” In my mind’s eye I pictured her bent over in the garden, her skirt tight on her bottom and riding up her thighs as Escort Avcılar I knelt down pulling weeds and catching a glimpse of her white cotton panties. “Well, you kids enjoy yourselves, I’ve got weeds to pull.” I saw something in her eyes as I felt a delightful tingle between my legs, then turned and walked away to continue my chores for the day. By the time I was back outside pulling weeds, that tingle had created a hardness that made me reach down and adjust my cock in my shorts. I knew that I would be masturbating in the shower thinking of this cute young girl… Two weeks later Jennifer came over again to spend the day with our son. I was in the garden again and watched her as she got out of her car, spreading her legs and giving me an unexpected Bağcılar escort view of her panties stretched over her mound. As I looked up, I knew that she had deliberately taken her time getting out of her car and spreading her thighs far wider apart than necessary. Our eyes met, and a little smile played on her lips. I looked away, blushing, once again feeling that delicious tingle in my groin. “Hi Jerry, still battling those weeds, huh?” she had taken a few steps to stand beside me, a little closer than she should, and I could smell her delicate perfume as I slowly looked up at her. “Hello Jennifer, you’re looking lovely on this fine summer day,” I smiled up at her, and caught her quick glance down at my shorts where the outline of my semi-hard cock pressed against the light material. My blush deepened. “Thank you,” she bit her lip and looked me in the eye again, “It’s always nice to have a good looking man tell me he likes how I look.” She was wearing a fairly tight tee-shirt which showed off her pert breasts nicely, and I could see the hint of an outline of her nipples and areolae.