Luke Davies, aged twenty, got home on Saturday from his sex time with his mother's fifty-eight-year-old friend, Julie Norman. Luke had things on his mind because his mother Sally, aged forty-eight, had visited Julie that morning and Luke, upstairs and semi-naked, had heard the conversation.
The basics of the conversation was that divorcee Sally was wanting cock but she was wanting it to be young cock. After Sally had gone, Julie told Luke that she and his mother had discussed Sally's need for a fucking when they had met and had a coffee the previous day.
On the one hand, Luke was fucking his mother's friend and did not want his mother to know but he felt 'weird' thinking about the possibility of his mother getting a fucking from someone of his age or even younger.
Julie had said that she would visit Sally on Monday to chat about Sally's needs and to possibly suggest that Sally goes to The King's Head pub the following Thursday because that is where and when local youth and mature women meet intending to have sex.
Although Julie and Luke had known each other for years, and as they discovered fancied each other for the last three, they actually hooked up at the pub the previous Thursday and have been fucking seemingly ever since.
Luke and Sally were friendly with each other on his return home but Luke could not get out of his head that his mother seemed desperate for young cock. Obviously, Sally did not know that Luke knew.
Luke and Julie had a conversation mobile to mobile on Sunday, Luke got Julie's mobile number the day before having only had her landline number previously. "I still feel weird thinking of mum being with someone of my age, maybe even one of my mates," said Luke to Julie.
"I can understand that but your mum seems to really want it so I think it will happen, the only question is when," replied Julie, not yet certain that she would advise Sally to go to the pub on Thursday and also not certain if Sally would do so.
Luke had never thought of his mother in that way, he wasn't now, but she was a very attractive woman and if she did go to the pub on one of those nights she was bound to have plenty of young men buzzing around her.
Julie correctly pointed out that Sally did not interfere with Luke's sex life or question him about it so he should let her get on with whatever she wanted to do. They did agree that Sally might well have something to say if she knew who her son was currently fucking though.
The chat between Julie and Luke ended with them agreeing that Julie would use her own judgement on Monday as to whether or not to tell Sally about the pub and Luke also accepted that if his mother wanted young cock, she could have young cock.
Julie visited Sally on Monday and it was not long before they got onto the subject of Sally's non-existent sex life.
"If you are serious about getting yourself fucked by a young man there is a way that it should not be too difficult, but it might not appeal to you," said Julie.
"Tell me more; I need a fucking, Jules," said Sally.
"Well, on Thursday nights at The King's Head, mature women and young men meet up; Before you ask how I know, I have been to some of those nights and it works," replied Julie.
"What do you mean by meet up? You mean like leave together and, um...?" said Sally, intrigued.
"Yeah, leave together and fuck; There is a disco and a dancefloor and the women and the young men mingle and basically find someone that they fancy," answered Julie.
"So the women and the young men all go there intending to find someone to fuck?" asked Sally.
"Yes, exactly that," replied Julie.
"And you say that you have been there and you have got yourself fucked by doing it?" asked Sally, partly shocked by her friend doing this.
"Yes, a few times," Julie replied, honestly.
"And whoever was upstairs in your house on Saturday, was he someone you met at the pub?" asked Sally.
"Um, yeah, well I had seen him before but we first fucked after meeting last Thursday," replied Julie, hoping that this line of questioning did not continue.
"Fuck! So the person that was upstairs was just a boy?" queried Sally.
"Well, a bit older than a boy but he is a young man, yes," replied Julie, hoping that Sally did not connect the fact that Julie had a young man upstairs and that her son was out overnight. Julie hoped that Sally did not give it too much thought because when she remembered that Luke was also out overnight Thursday she might really start to put two and two together. Julie hoped that she had not gone into too much detail.
"But what about the women? Are they just old slappers?" asked Sally.
"Thanks," laughed Julie.
"Oh, sorry, Jules, I did not mean it like that," giggled Sally.
"Well some are but some are probably married women looking for some excitement in their lives and some are just ordinary and maybe lonely women that still want some good sex," replied Julie, pleased that the questions about who she had entertained had ceased.
"But even if I went and if I met someone, I could not bring him back here because Luke would probably be here," said Sally.
"Yes, that is true, although didn't you tell me that Luke is sometimes out all night?" said Julie, not saying that Luke already had a date in her bed for Thursday.
"Well, he is, in fact, he was out Thursday and Friday nights but I would not know if he would be out next Thursday," said Sally with Julie again hoping that her friend did not see the significance of Luke being out two nights when she had already said that she was bedding a young man.
"In that case, you could not decide to go to the pub until you knew if Luke was going to be out or not, but at least you could decide if you are interested in going," said Julie.
"I think that I am interested; Maybe you could go with me?" responded Sally, the suggestion that she accompany her friend was something that she thought might come up but she hoped it wouldn't.
"Maybe another time, but I can't this week; You would probably pull easier on your own anyway," replied Julie, although there was not necessarily any truth in Sally being able to pull easier on her own because a few women went there in pairs.
They chatted some more about the pub and agreed that, in the unlikely event (as Sally thought) that Luke was out that night, she might well go. "The other alternatives are you go on a dating site or maybe meet someone at work," said Julie, Sally worked three days a week in a medium-sized shop.
"Ha, what, 'Frustrated middle-aged woman needs a young stud to fuck her' type line?" laughed Sally.
"Yeah, that should do it," laughed Julie.
"As for work, there is nobody suitable that works there and although some hot young men sometimes come into the shop I can hardly pick them up there, can I?" said Sally.
"No, but you could maybe slip them your phone number," suggested Julie.
"Maybe; Looks like Thursday at the pub is my best bet but that can only happen if Luke is out again for the night," said Sally.
The two women talked about other things and then Julie left, feeling confident that Sally had not yet linked Luke's nights out with Julie having company and hoping that Sally gave it no further thought.
Julie and Luke chatted on their mobiles that evening and Julie told Luke that it looked like his mother was giving serious thought to going to the pub on Thursday. "Maybe mention to her on Wednesday that you are going to be out Thursday night, rather than tell her at the last minute," Julie suggested to Luke.
"Yes, okay," said Luke who was now reconciled to the possibility of whilst he was fucking Julie on Thursday, his mother might be getting fucked by someone of his age, maybe even a mate of his.
As Julie had suggested, on Wednesday evening Luke spoke to his mother. "Oh mum, I will be out all night tomorrow night," said Luke, trying to keep his voice even because he knew that that news would have some effect on his mother.
"Oh, okay dear," replied Sally, trying not to sound elated. She had not decided that she was definitely going to the pub but Luke's news gave her the option to do that and to bring a youth home to fuck her.
On Thursday morning, Sally excitedly phoned her friend, it was not one of Sally's working days. "Hi Jules; Guess what, Luke has told me that he is out tonight so it gives me the option to bring someone back here if I go out," said an animated Sally.
"That is great news for you, Sally; You must go for it, it is too good a chance to miss," encouraged Julie.
"Yeah, I probably will; I am shitting myself thinking about it though," laughed Sally.
"Don't get yourself worked up, well not in that way, just go out and relax and see what happens," advised Julie.
"Yes, thanks Julie; You are a good friend and I know that your advice will be good," said Sally.
"Let me know tomorrow how you got on," said Julie.
"Shit, tomorrow; It is work tomorrow, not sure how I will manage that if I am getting fucked all night," laughed Sally.
"Can't you phone work today and maybe swap with someone, you do a day for them if they do tomorrow for you?" suggested Julie.
"Great idea, Jules; I will phone work now, bye," said a very high Sally, high because there was every possibility that about twelve hours from now she would have a stiff young penis between her legs.
Sally had a nice long soak in the bath in the afternoon and thought about what to wear. She wanted to look sexy but not tarty, she wanted to look classy. She could not get dressed for going out until Luke had left for the night and if he was late going then her evening was largely ruined.
Luke, of course, knew that his mother was wanting to go out and what for and he would get out of her way as soon as possible. Luke was not very long home from work when he was off out again. "See you tomorrow mum; I told you that I was out tonight, didn't I?" said Luke.
"Yes, yes, you did tell me; Good night," said Sally, thinking how lucky she was to have plenty of time to get ready and then go out at a reasonably early time. She had learned from Julie that The King's Head is usually quiet early on but soon livens up, she wanted to time her arrival when it was somewhere between quiet and lively.
Sally looked at her naked body in her bedroom wardrobe mirror. She was quite a tall woman, not exceptionally so but above average height. She had large tits that drooped slightly but not a lot. She was quite hairy in her cunt area, she hoped that the youth that she brought to her bedroom if she did, was not put off by that.
She looked at her arse, 'too big' she thought to herself but her cheeks were well rounded. She decided that she was not too bad for a woman of her age.
She got dressed. White bra and knickers, red blouse and black trousers. Julie, by coincidence, had a red blouse and black trousers on the previous evening for Luke's arrival although she did not bother about a bra or knickers. Another look at her arse in the mirror, the trousers looked and felt a bit tight but she decided that they would do.
She had a car but thought that she might have a drink if only to calm her nerves, so you rang for a taxi.
As it happens, the taxi was driven by the same female driver who had taken Julie to and from The King's Head the previous Thursday, and the driver got turned on watching Julie and Luke getting very friendly in the back seat on the return journey.
The driver liked men and women but was going through a 'prefer women' spell at the moment and she certainly fancied Sally, who she had not seen before. The driver knew what happened at The King's Head on Thursday nights but was not sure if her passenger was going there for that purpose. "You meeting someone at the pub?" the driver asked Sally, looking at her attractive passenger seated in the back of the car via the rearview mirror.
"Um, I am hoping to," replied Sally, who then felt herself blush.
"Oh, you are going for that; I wasn't sure," smiled the driver via the mirror.
Sally didn't answer because she could not think of anything to say.
"Good luck," said the driver to Sally, after Sally had paid and got out of the car.
"Thank you," smiled Sally, who now, outside the pub, was struck by nerves.
Sally was wavering about going in but two youths, who could only have been eighteen approached the pub. One of them whistled and the other one spoke. "You going in, love?" asked one of the two very good-looking youths.
"Yeah, yeah, I am," smiled Sally, thinking if they were typical of what was on offer then she should have some gorgeous young men to choose from, assuming that they liked her.
One of the youths, the one that had spoken, held the pub door open. "Thank you," smiled Sally.
The second young man goosed her arse crack. "Oh!" said Sally in surprise, she then burst into giggles, she was going to enjoy herself.
"My name is Mark, the one who touched your arse is Rory," said the apparently talkative youth.
"Pleased to meet you both; My name is Sally," responded Sally.
"Not seen you here before," said the previously silent Rory.
"Oh, you do speak," teased Sally before adding, "No, I have not been here before."
"You here for some fun?" asked Mark.
"Yes, I suppose I am," replied Sally.
"What would you like to drink?" asked Rory.
"Oh, that is very kind; Could I have a vodka and tonic please," said Sally, knowing that the offer of a drink was not just out of kindness.
"Shall we sit down over here, Sally?" said Mark, indicating a table away from the dancefloor.
"Unless you want to be near the dancefloor?" said Rory, who had not yet gone to the bar.
"No, there is fine; Although I might dance later," said a very happy Sally, the only problem she saw at the moment was which of these two hunks to take home to her bed.
Mark and Sally sat down and Rory arrived with the drinks. "Um, if you have not been here before you do know what happens here on Thursday evenings, don't you?" asked Mark, not wanting there to be any misunderstandings when fucking is suggested, although Rory had already touched Sally's arse and not got slapped it should be alright.
"Do we play bingo?" laughed Sally, pleased with how relaxed she felt.
Rory looked a bit perplexed, maybe he had never heard of bingo. "Yes, I know, youths like you and women like me come here to, um...meet," said Sally, seriously.
"Yes, that is just about it," said Mark, who was fancying his chances with this woman that looked far classier than some women that he had been with on a Thursday night.
"How old are you two?" asked Sally.
"We are both eighteen," replied Rory.
"But we both know how to please a lady," said Mark, proudly.
"Do you now?" smiled Sally, before taking some of her drink, she was starting to get damp in her knickers.
The disco started to play a tune that Sally particularly liked, a fast one. "Oh, I love this song, can we dance?" said a gushing Sally.
Neither of the males was particularly impressed with the song but if they let Sally go to the dancefloor alone they might not see her again because one or more of the other hunks might acquire her. "Okay," said Rory, a bit reluctantly and he and Mark both stood up. They both looked at Sally's arse on the way to the dancefloor.
Sally threw herself about as she danced and she was getting admiring looks from a lot of the males present, Mark and Rory tried to position themselves in such a way to suggest to everyone else that Sally was with them.
The dance finished and a laughing Sally left the dancefloor with her two escorts in tow. Mark put his hand on Sally's lower back and it had moved down to her buttocks by the time they got back to their seats.
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Meanwhile, Luke had arrived at Julie's house feeling concerned about his mother and thinking that maybe he should return home and stop her from going out. He and Julie talked for quite a while as Julie tried to convince Luke that all would be well, but she was not immediately successful.
Any thoughts of sex between Julie and Luke were, for the moment, on the back burner as Luke fretted about Sally.
It was getting to the point that Julie was thinking of ringing Sally on her landline, assuming she was still at home, and advising her against going out but as to what explanation Julie could give her for the change of heart, she had no idea.