So, back to the look. He, the one looking, is my neighbours son. Around 17, but such an amazing body. I had noticed him a few months earlier, when the family had moved into the neighbouring house. Nice family, mum and dad both work, three kids all in school and the occasional noise at the weekend when they had family bbq's. It was at a bbq when he shot me that look. We had been invited to join them so, being neighbourly, my husband agreed. I chose my clothing carefully. White summer dress with orange accessories. Hair up in a ponytail and just a smidgen of make up. No panties and just a simple lace white bra to cover my 36C breasts.
We arrived and were greeted by the parents. We soon got chatting and talk turned to holidays. They had been to Mauritius for their wedding anniversary the year before. We were leaving for the same reason later in the month. They gave us some great ideas for places to see. The wine was flowing and before long we had been there for three hours. Our children and theirs had been typical teenagers and loitered around before heading inside to play on the Wii. I excused myself and went to the bathroom. Going up the stairs was when the look happened. He was in shorts. Chest and feet bare. I felt a shiver through my spine, deep into my pussy. I could feel a blush appearing as I said hi and walked past. When I came out of the bathroom, he was still there. He blocked my path by leaning against the frame of the door.
"Can I help you" I asked, trying to make myself feel braver than I felt.
"Yes, I heard you are a teacher and wondered if you could help me with some course work".
Now, I know all the cliches, but something inside me forced "Yes, yes of course I can" out of my mouth.
"Go get your files and bring them to my house, I have all my resources there" I said as he let me past.
I managed the stairs, even though my legs where shaking with nerves and excitement. I was scolding myself. "Stop thinking dirty thoughts" "He may truly need help" going around and around my head, interjected with "His body is amazing, I hope I'm his first".
I went into the garden and told my husband and the neighbours that he had asked for some help. My husband knew I was a sucker for a child who wanted help with coursework. His parents were surprised and asked if I minded helping him with it. I could barely get "No, of course not" out of my mouth without stammering.
I sat at the table, waiting for him to arrive. Scott, as I had found out, was in 6th form and studying PE, Biology and Psychology. Should I have got changed? Oh God I still had no panties flashed through my mind. I stood and went to the stairs...I took them two at a time and ran into my room. Pulling the drawer open, I sifted through to find a pair which would not show through the white dress...only finding dark ones. "Shit" I exclaimed, then rationality came back to me and I reasoned he was here for help, not rampant sex! Just thinking that made me damp. That nervous pull deep in the stomach, that flutter in my pussy. I knew my nipples were hardening....stop it, get a grip, I thought out loud. "Stop what?" came the reply. I turned to see Scott standing in the doorway of my room.
"I...err...." I stammered.
He walked towards me..looking deep into my eyes. He stood a good 6 inches above me. His hand threaded through my hair, my mouth opened to ask what the hell he was doing when his lips closed in over mine. He tasted of peppermint, fresh and clean. His tongue found mine, softly flicking over mine. I pulled away
"We can't do this" I barely got out when he kissed me again. I responded. My mouth softening against his, my tongue searching for his. His hands pulling me closer to him. He moved, forcing me backwards onto the bed. His mouth never left mine...his hands still entwined in my hair.
Kneeling in front of me, he pulled back from kissing me. Without a word, he wriggled the skirt of my dress up to reveal I was wearing no panties. My pussy, freshly waxed, on show for this boy to look at.
"I knew you had no panties on" he said, looking straight into my eyes, parting my legs at the same time.
With his head bent, he began kissing the inside of my thighs. It was all I could do not to moan aloud.
"Lie down" he ordered and like a child, I did as I was ordered.
He raised my legs onto the edge of the bed. Using his hand, he stroked my lips gently. Parting them, to show my hardened clit, he slowly licked around the inside of the lips. Almost ignoring my bud, he swirled his tongue around. I looked down, seeing that dark hair of a young boy, eating my pussy like an experienced man. He looked up and caught my eye and flicked his tongue over my clit. I called out, in surprise and in pleasure. Taking the nub into his mouth, he sucked his firmly, alternating with a flicking motion. I felt my body react by pushing up towards his mouth..wanting him to tongue me harder. My hands fell to his head, pushing him closer to me.
"Finger me" I rasped.
He did as requested. His long thick fingers slipping into my open pussy. I could hear the squelch of my juices lubricating them. He hooked his fingers up and made contact with my g spot.
"Oh God...yes" I could feel my body giving in to the oncoming orgasm.
His mouth sucking and licking my clit, his fingers delving deep into my pussy. I knew I was going to cum, my body trembled, I was pulling him deeper into me by his head, eyes closed, I could see flashes of colour, the dizziness, floating.
"Oh yes, harder baby, finger me harder, nibble my bud, I'm cumming, God I'm going to cum over your fingerssssss". My juices began flowing, I could hear him greedily licking and swallowing them. His fingers slowly pulling out of me, covered in creamy cum.
"You are a bad lady" he laughed, "You came over my fingers and squirted in my....." He was interupted.