This story is real and was also my apprenticeship, I was 17 years old.It is long because for me every detail is important, a story, especially when it has been lived, is not just a part of fucking, there is a context and while writing, a lot of details come back to me for my biggest pleasure and I hope for yours At the time I was in final year, I had difficulties in math and to do well I had a friend in the same class as me who was awkward in this matter. Knowing my level better than anyone, she offered to give me revision lessons on topics that I did not understand. The task was most difficult but why notShe spoke about it to her mother and the latter readily accepted, finding this gesture very kind and respectable for a young girl of her age is 17 years old just like me Her mother invited me to come to their house to drink a little coffee and especially to to meet me, to see if I was a young “good man” as they say My benevolent mother as she was, advised me to offer her flowers for this first meeting, to believe that I was going to a gallant meeting… .pfff I especially looked stupid…. but hey ... In short, I arrive at their place, it is Madame who opens the door, I introduce myself and offer her the flowers, she thanks me with a pretty smile and asks me to enter, specifying that Nathalie, my friend is not will be arriving soonWe go to the living room, I sit on the sofa, she in an armchair facing me. It was a brunette with long hair, a radiant and warm face, a rather imposing and proud chest, a skirt just at the level of the knee, flirtatious and sober, a very pretty Quadra. I knew from my friend that she was a widow, that her father was a minor and that he had not escaped a misfortune that had happened at the mine fifteen years earlier. Married 3 years old, a 2 year old girl when the drama happened she had never rebuilt her life She offers me a coffee that I gladly accept, my friend is hanging around and strangely I don't miss her, the company of her mother enchants and seduces me. I don't know what or why, but I like this woman, even very well. I congratulate her on her beauty and her natural charm, she answers me “so young and already charming”. While sitting down, her skirt tended to go up, and I did not deprive myself of the most intoxicating spectacle. She was talking to me, and I was in the clouds, imagining her naked walking in front of me like a vamp. My eyes were still riveted on her long, shapely legs, she had an effect on me and I began to bend, I was more and more cramped in my jeans. My friend arrived, the spell was broken, her mother disappeared into the kitchen leaving me with her daughter. We agreed on the fact that we can revise every evening around 6:00 p.m. and that she will therefore expect me the next day at 6:00 p.m. sharp. I kiss my friend, and go to greet her mother in the kitchen thanking her for her warm welcome, that it was a real pleasure and she kissed me on the cheek almost on the corner of the lips, thanking me in turn for the flowers . That night was agitated, I had erotic dreams, this woman of 25 years older than me troubled me and only masturbation managed to plunge me into a less agitated sleep… the paper towel what a great invention anyway… Lol The next day, 6:00 p.m., I ring at their door, my friend opens the door, I'm disappointed, I was waiting for her mother, she was away to go for her daily jog in the village ponds. We revised as agreed, and I returned home without seeing his mother. I was under the spell, in love with all the symptoms when you miss the person dear to your heart The next day and the other days of the week, same story and questioning Nath, I knew that his mother was going for his jogging to the ponds and that she often returned around 8:00 p.m. This ride lasted 3 months, I had my baccalaureate thanks to the dedication of Nath among others BAC in my pocket, I started jogging every night at the ponds in order to see this mature woman who I missed horribly, just to feel her, see her, admire her, be at her side for 2 hours That evening, It's 6:00 p.m., I'm already at the ponds hoping to see her, I put on shorts close enough to the body that hugged my penis perfectly, it was borderline provocative but assumed I see her coming, my heart is racing, she is going walk past me, I do some relaxation so as not to be waiting for him like an idiot She is magnificent, a marcel that highlights her generous and proud breasts, devoid of bra given that her nipples proudly point under the thin fabrics, short but loose shorts that reveal in passing her buttocks, panties or not panties, I don't see that and a pair of sneakers. It is successful because many are the men who turn around as it passes. I greet her, she kisses me again near the corner of the lips and congratulates me on obtaining my BAC. I ask her if I can go with her and she accepts with a smirk, I think she sees me coming, she is a mature woman and I am rather clumsy. As I ran, I took the opportunity to tell her that I was sad not to see her anymore when I came to her house, that I had enjoyed her company. She told me that she was flattered, but that at my age I should be more interested in young girls of my generation. Without hesitation, I confessed my trouble to him even if it meant getting thrown away like a piece of shit. She stopped, looked me in the eye, tried to reason with me, but nothing helped, I was bitten. More confused than anything, she resumed the race and I followed suit which gave me a breathtaking view of her bouncing little ass She turns around and sees my little game, she has fun, I was a toy in her hands she could do with me whatever she wanted. I came back easily to her height, and to break this feeling of confusion, she questions me Her: do you have a girlfriend? Me: no girlfriend for the moment, I think girls my age don't interest me too much and it's you who made me aware of it involuntarily. Her: wait are you trying to tell me you're in love with me ??? , but it's impossible, pull yourself together, you're my daughter's age, I have nothing to offer you !!!Come on, come bac ...

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