Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

My Milf Transformation:>>Ep3

SYDNEY

The last week in May actually seemed to fly by for me at school. I felt warm and vibrant again. I kept thinking of Ty and his muscular body. Wondering, fantasizing how he would feel inside me. I kept pushing these thoughts away as I felt guilty and perverse but my mind would eventually return to them. I pleasured myself to orgasm every night before bed always pretending it was Ty and not my hand that was making me cum.

I decided last weekend that I needed to take care of me first so I spent several nights shopping for new clothes, getting new makeup, and getting a new hairstyle. Things that I should have done years ago if I had not been so busy feeling so sorry for myself. I spent that Friday night at home alone and I could not stop from thinking about TY as I read my novel. I kept telling myself that these thoughts were bad and immoral, that I'm a grown woman, a mother at that! It had been so long since I had enjoyed and savored these feeling that my inner urges were overpowering any rational thoughts I had.

I hesitantly picked up the phone and dialed Ty's number. I don't know where I got the courage. I didn't know what I would say if he was home. It seemed to ring for an eternity although it probably only rang 3 or 4 times before I heard Ty, "Hello." I was so scared that I almost hung up but instead I just froze on the line not knowing what to do or say. "Hello is any one there" I heard Ty say. After a few seconds I finally mustered up the courage to say,

"Oh Ty hi this is Mrs. G. how are you." (Oh God how obvious was I).

"Hey Mrs G how's it going. Is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine Ty. I was calling hoping that you might be able to help me out tomorrow?"

"Sure thing Mrs G. what did you have in mind?"

that night I remember standing with the phone in my hand thinking what now! What do I need besides a

was eh hoping that you might be able to eh do some work for me

be happy to.

I'll make a nice lunch for you when you're done. How

for me Mrs. G.

so much. Good

had a crush on. How could I allow myself to feel this way? I didn't sleep well that night as I struggled with what to do. When I

top. The shorts were rather cute and rather short but I really liked the way I looked in them. The top was a simple and fit snugly. I eyed myself and thought wow not bad for a 36-year-old. I was snapped out of my trance by the doorbell and I quickly

the backyard. I told him what I needed done and said, "I'll be inside if you need

my love juices soaking into my panties. I moved my hand up to my breast and began to squeeze it through my shirt. I squeezed my legs together trying to stop the little wisps of pleasure shooting through my pussy. I felt like I

waves of pleasure through the deepest depths of my body. It felt so wrong yet so good. How could that be I asked myself. Concentrate on making lunch and ignore the rest

have those sweaty arms wrapped around me at this moment. I went to

a cold glass of lemonade. It looks like you

so hot out here today. Looks like we are going

it's great to finally