Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Owning My Friend's Mom: EP12

As they finished their meals, Greg leaned across the table and said conspiratorially, "You know, Mrs., C.? I think that man over there is in to you. He's been watching you the entire time we've been here. He seems to be all alone, so why don't we invite him over to join us?"

Greg could tell his question caught her by surprise. She began to mumble a response, "But Sir.... what...." But before she could say anything else, Greg was already waving at him to come over and join them.

Looking a little surprised at his gesture, the man finally picked up his drink and ambled over to join them. As soon as he arrived, Greg said, "Scoot over, Mrs. C., and give this man some room to join us."

Blushing furiously, she shuffled over on her bench, giving the man some room to sit down beside her. After the introductions were made, they learned a little about their surprise guest. His name was Bob, and he was an accountant here in town, on business for several days, before heading back to his hometown, several states over. Looking at his left hand, Greg could see the tan line from a quickly removed ring, and realized that he may do just fine for the plan that he was starting to formulate, in his mind.

Conversationally, Greg informed Bob, "You know, Mrs. C., here, was just telling me, a few minutes ago, how attractive she finds you." Eyebrows raised, clearly surprised at Greg's comment, he replied, "Well, isn't that a surprise. I was thinking the same thing about her."

"Well then, isn't that a coincidence, Mrs. C.?" Greg asked.

Nodding her head she mumbled a shy, "Yes". A smile began to form at the corner of Greg's lips as he caught her slight transgression in forgetting to address him as Sir.

but notice how you've

Greg's boldness, and, perhaps, beginning to have some suspicions about his relationship with the beautiful woman, sitting next to him, he simply nodded his head and said "Yes I have, Greg. They are quite lovely." "You know, I couldn't agree more, Bob. And I'll let you in on a little secret, Mrs. C. is pretty proud of her titties and doesn't mind showing them off, do you, Mrs. C.?" Greg

hesitantly adding the 'Sir' at the end. Greg could see that Bob caught that little exchange, and, perhaps, his suspicions were becoming a little more firm now. Bob wasn't a fool, though, and decided to play it

blouse, so Bob can get a better look

was only one more button holding her blouse together. It was now plainly obvious, to anyone who cared to look, that Mrs. C. was not wearing a bra, and was excited about what was

like to touch them?" Greg

yeah, you bet,"

mind, do you, Mrs.

Sir," she quietly

paying particular attention to her erect nipples. After a little while of this, Greg could tell Mrs. C. was getting turned on, since she had closed her eyes and was now taking small shallow breaths. "I'm going to let you in on

C's skirt was short enough, that when she sat down, it rode up pretty high on her thighs, and was now just barely covering her bare pussy. "Mrs. C., why don't you open your legs a little bit, and let Bob, here, have a feel? I don't

C's head rolled back, as she enjoyed the sensation of a perfect stranger burying his finger in her