On Monday morning, Nick couldn't focus. He sat across from Mary, eating breakfast. But all he could think about was the hard-on he still had from his dreams about her. And there she was, right in front of him. Her silky robe was half-open, giving him a peek at her chest as she reached for a piece of toast. Nick took a sip of his coffee, trying to ignore the constant pressure in his trousers. Mary's delicate fingers brushe...

The next morning was a lovely sunny day. Nick left the house early to go to the library as he needed to read up on something and also wanted to clear his head. Mary went into his room to hoover and clear up. As she hoovered under his bed, she came across the soiled hanky. Picking it up, she immediately recognised the smell of cum. She thought to herself, young Nick is not quite as innocent and virginal as he seems. She fe...

Nick arrived at the house exhausted from travel. He had always lived in a small rural town, and this was the first time that he had been in such a big city. But now, aged eighteen, he had his first proper job, and it meant moving far away from home to work in London, which was particularly daunting as Nick was a shy boy, uneasy in new situations. He was still amazed that he had found a room at such a reasonable price. The...