I just turned forty years old last year. I'm a successful professional high on the corporate chain. I'm also a gym rat and spent the last eighteen years raising a son. I'm 5'9", longish dark hair, a 36B -- yeah, I'm a little flat chested -- and at 160-165 pounds about ten pounds more than I'd like to be. Thankfully, I'm curvy and carry those extra around my hips and ass which no one has ever complained about.
My son and Eddie have been friends since they were seven years old. I always thought Eddie was a shy, cute kid and never gave it much thought until he was close to sixteen years old and saw Eddie was turning into quite a young man. He dressed very preppy, had short light-brown hair, big brown eyes, and I couldn't help gazing at him from time to time. He was already almost 6'3" and at 150 pounds, rail thin. He did play football and was quite athletic, and he had the cutest, tiniest buns I'dever seen. Once in a while, I'd give him a harmless pat on the butt and he didn't think anything of it.
When Eddie turned sixteen he got his driver's license. One Friday evening my son was at his dad's and I asked Eddie if he would help me move some furniture from one room to another. I had a spare bedroom and was going to turn it into my personal gym.
Eddie came over and, even though I was going to help him move the furniture, he did it all by himself. He actually lifted a large desk, bureau, and box spring, almost over his head. For a kid that skinny, I couldn't get over how strong and full of stamina he was. It was so tempting but I knew he was too young...
When Eddie was done moving the furniture, I told him I was going to have a glass of wine and asked if he would like some. After a couple of glasses, we sat in the living room by the fire, relaxing, talking about high school, sports and life. Somehow, we got to the subject of sex. I asked Eddie if he'd ever had sex and he said no, but admitted that his older sister's friend had given him him a blow job. I asked Eddie if she swallowed and he said yes.
I told Eddie he had a beautiful set of buns and asked him for his waist size. "I think I'm a 28," he said.
I then asked Eddie if he would take off just his jeans. He looked surprised but stood up and sheepishly removed his jeans, revealing a pair of tighty whities and a nice bulge which I dared not touch. Slowly, I reached out and began to caress and massage his buns. Oh, they were so firm and as hard as rock. He continued with the sheepish look but admitted he really enjoyed it and I noticed his bulge got bigger and bigger.
Eddie and I continued our occasional Friday night meetings while my son was away and when Eddie turned seventeen, I invited him over and told him I had a birthday present for him. I presented him with a pair of black bikini briefs with a beautiful big bow attached. I suggested he change in the other room so I could see how it looked.