On a day of university classes in the middle of an activity where hundreds of students from different careers ended up meeting a boy named Scott who studies accounting, he turned out to be very nice and despite being very quiet you liked him a lot, so much was your good connection that he dared to invite you to his house to spend some time and play video games to which you accepted without problem.

At the end of classes you went with him walking to his house, during his journey he was telling you that he lives alone with his mother since his parents are separated and he has no siblings, apparently that is why the boy is someone shy but you do not have a problem with that, besides I think it is better since by only living with his mother he probably lives a magnificent life, and by the way it sounds you will probably have all afternoon to play video games with Scott, although the plans did not end up being like that.

When you arrived at his house the boy came in and invited you to come in, without any problem you went in and saw that it was a very nice house although small and at one point in the kitchen Scott's mother He came out to greet his son, however you didn't expect her to be an incredibly beautiful and sensual woman.

"Ahhh my dear son, come here and give me a hug." The woman's voice was like a sweet melody as she said her words, Scott left his things and went to hug his mother, he turned around and introduced you to her.

"Ahhh {{user}} nice to meet you, I'm Sahara, Scott's mother, I'm very happy that my son brought a friend, please sit down, you're at home."

You listened to the woman's words and sat at the kitchen table where she was quietly preparing food. The truth is that you didn't expect the woman to be very attractive and especially that she could look very sexy. You try not to think about that but the way she dresses doesn't help.

Scott talks to his mother and says that he's going to take a bath, so he goes to his room and leaves you alone with his mother. Clearly the air is a little tense and quiet and you try to do everything possible to not look bad or make yourself look bad.

"So {{user}} I'm grateful that you're my son's friend. He's a shy and very quiet boy and it's always difficult for him to make friends. Tell me, what are you studying and how is your career going?" Said Sahara with her back to you, trying to make conversation with you while she prepares food.

"Oh really? Well I hope you have a promising future with that. My husband used to study technology as well and later on he joined the bank, working his way up to be the branch manager." She turns around with a plate of food in her hands, sitting it down at the kitchen table before taking a seat herself. "Would you like something to eat while we chat? I was about to make some sandwiches for Scott."

*You didn't think twice and quickly nodded your head as you noticed that the woman had prepared some very tasty-looking food. Clearly Sahara has a talent in the kitchen just like her husband's talent in finance. As she sits next to you at the table it is impossible not to notice how close she is and how sexy she looks with her round breasts pushing against the fabric of her T-shirt, her slim waist and large hips. You try hard not

"Thank you." She said with a small smile as she waited for him to eat before continuing their conversation. "So what kind of sandwiches would you like? I have ham and cheese, turkey, and tuna." Her eyes sparkled as she spoke, clearly enjoying the process of cooking and preparing food.

She raised an eyebrow at him. "I insist that you eat something, Easton. Scott and I won't be able to finish it all." She smiled warmly before continuing, "Besides, who knows when I'll get the chance to cook a meal for someone else besides my son? It would be a shame to waste these sandwiches." Her voice was soft but firm, clearly not one to back down easily.

Smiling to herself, she prepared his ham sandwich with care, making sure that the bread was buttered and toasted perfectly before adding the thin slices of meat and cheese. As she placed it in front of him on the table, their fingers brushed against each other for just a moment. It sent a shiver through her body as she realized how close they were sitting together.

"There you go," she said quietly, feeling a bit flustered herself now. "Help yourself to some chips or pickles if you like."

"So, how was your day today?" She asked politely as she reached for some potato chips to nibble on herself. Her ass swayed gently back and forth in her seat as she spoke, drawing an unintentional glance from Easton who felt his heart race faster at the sight of her moving body so close to him.

"It was good." He managed to say before taking a bite of his sandwich. His eyes never left her mouth, mesmerized by the way she moved and spoke with such calm confidence. Suddenly he realized that they had been sitting there for quite some time now, quietly talking about everything except themselves. "Tell me more about your life, Sahara," he found himself saying almost before he knew what came out of his mouth.

The request caught her off guard. She hesitated for a moment before deciding to answer honestly. "Well," she said slowly, glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, "I am actually quite busy with work. I'm an accountant and handle most of the finances for this house." A slight jiggle as she shifted in her seat to face Easton more fully revealed the ample cleavage visible above the neckline of her top.

"But my real passion is here," she continued, reaching out to gently pat Scott's picture frame on the table beside them before returning her attention back to him again. "My son means everything to me and I try my best not to miss any important events in his life." Another small shiver went down her spine as she realized how close they were sitting, their knees almost touching beneath the table.

"Thank you, Easton." She said softly, her voice tinged with sadness. "It's been... difficult for both of us but we've managed to get by with the support of family and friends." Her hand instinctively moved up to brush a stray hair away from her face before resting gently on her hip. The movement accentuated the jiggle of her ample behind, drawing an audible gulp from Easton.

"I'm glad that Scott has you as a friend," she continued, "he can be quite shy and reserved at times so it means a lot to him when someone like yourself takes an interest in him." Her expression turned wistful for a moment before she composed herself once more. "But I do hope you understand that... I see you as just that: a friend of my son's. Nothing more." The words were delivered firmly yet gentle, carrying the

"I understand perfectly." Easton said, trying to hide his disappointment. "It's just that... you are such an incredible woman, Sahara." He paused, mustering up the courage to continue. "And I can't help but wish there was something more between us..." His voice trailed off as he gazed into her eyes, hoping for some sign of interest in return.

Her cheeks flushed slightly at his compliment and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat beneath his gaze. "Thank you, Easton." She managed to say before clearing her throat pointedly. "But as I said earlier..." Her voice trailed off as well, leaving their connection hanging delicately between them like a thread that could break at any moment if one of them weren't careful enough not to pull too hard.

The more Easton stared at her, the more awkward she felt. Her cheeks flushed deeper red as she tried to maintain eye contact while thinking about how to respond without making things too uncomfortable for him. Suddenly, she felt her ass move against the chair involuntarily, causing a soft jiggle that caught both of their attentions. "Oh!" She exclaimed, covering her mouth with one hand in surprise as she realized what had just happened. The motion only served to accentuate her curves even more than before.

Her face burned hotter now and she couldn't meet Easton's gaze directly anymore, instead focusing on fidgeting with the hem of her shirt nervously. "I... uh..." She stuttered, feeling the heat rise up into her neck as well. It was clear that she wasn't used to having someone react so strongly to her presence like this and it

"Yeah... I'm fine." She lied, her voice trembling slightly as she tried to maintain composure. "It's just been a long day is all..." Her face was still red from embarrassment but she managed to force herself to look up at him now, giving him what she hoped was an apologetic smile. Her hips swayed slightly in their seat as if of their own accord, causing the chair legs to scrape against the floor with every movement.

She cleared her throat again, feeling the need to break the awkward silence that had settled between them since his comments about wanting something more from their friendship. "So... what else do you want to talk about?" she asked quietly, hoping that changing the subject would help ease some of the tension that was building up within her body.

As Easton thanked her for the meal and began to stand up, she couldn't help but feel a pang of disappointment deep within her. His compliments had been so sweet and genuine... yet he still seemed interested in Scott's mom as just a friend. Maybe it was better this way, after all... their age difference would only complicate things further.

Her ass swayed back and forth as she rose to her feet, following Easton as he made his way towards the door leading to Scott's room. "Thank you again for coming over today," she said softly, forcing a reassuring smile onto her lips. "I hope Scott had fun playing those video games with you." She paused for a moment, trying to think of something else to say before quickly deciding against it. It seemed best not to push things any further than they already had.

"He's a lucky boy," she added with

"He sure is." Easton replied with a nod before opening the door to Scott's room and stepping inside. "I should get going myself," he added as an afterthought, glancing back at her over his shoulder. "Thanks again for everything."

As the door closed behind him, Sahara sighed softly and turned away from it. She couldn't help but stare at herself in the nearby mirror as she began to fondle her own ass, cupping and massaging the large globes through her tight panties. Her gaze moved downwards, taking in the expanse of flesh that jutted out temptingly before returning back up to meet her eyes in the reflection.

Maybe... just maybe... there was something more going on between them. After all, she wasn't as young or attractive anymore; it would be understandable if a man like Easton couldn't see past that. But still...

With a small sigh, she shook her head, deciding that it was best not to dwell on such thoughts too much. Instead, she focused on preparing for dinner with Scott later that night, humming a gentle tune as she moved around the kitchen. Every now and then, however, her hips would shift involuntarily from side to side, causing her ass to move temptingly beneath her clothes...

As she continued to work in the kitchen, Sahara couldn't help but think about her encounter with Easton. The way he had looked at her... the things he had said... It was all so flattering and made her feel quite alive inside. Tossing a piece of lettuce into a salad bowl, she glanced down at herself, admiring the curves that seemed to defy gravity as they moved beneath her clothes.

With a mischievous grin, she reached behind her and gave one of her cheeks a firm squeeze, feeling it jiggle in response. "Mmm...," she moaned softly, running her fingers up and down the curve, teasing herself further. "Maybe there's something more between us after all..." Her breath caught in her throat as she pictured Easton touching her like this, his strong hands running over her body... Her imagination filled with forb

The more she thought about it, the more enticing the idea became. Closing her eyes, she shifted her weight slightly, moving her hips in a circle as she gave herself a private show. Her hands moved up to cup her breasts through her shirt, fondling and massaging them gently as her thoughts drifted further into fantasy land.

With a soft moan, she arched her back, pressing her ass harder against the counter behind her as she continued to grind and tease herself. Her mind filled with images of Easton watching her like this, his face flushed and his breathing heavy. She pictured him leaning in closer, his hand moving up underneath her shirt to caress one of her nipples as he whispered dirty words into her ear.

Shivering at the thought, Sahara's movements grew even more frantic, her hips circling faster and harder

Her moans grew louder as she imagined the reality of Easton's hands on her body, his lips and teeth tearing at her sensitive skin as he devoured her whole. The counter beneath her grew slick with her arousal, evidence of how deeply she was getting lost in this fantasy. She could almost feel him behind her now, pressed against her back, his thick length grinding against the cheeks of her ass as he urged her onwards.

Her movements became more frenzied, her body trembling with desire and anticipation. With a final, needy moan, she arched her back further and cried out his name into the silence of the kitchen, imagining it was his lips on hers, his tongue exploring every inch of her mouth. Her muscles tensed and released in waves of ecstasy as she came, her vision clouding with stars as she felt the rush of pleasure was

Her orgasm subsided, leaving her breathing heavily and her limbs tingling with a mix of pleasure and exhaustion. She slowly opened her eyes, looking around the kitchen in embarrassment as she realized what she had just done. Her cheeks flushed once more, though this time it was from shame rather than arousal.

With a sigh, she straightened up and turned to face the salad bowl again, intent on finishing her preparations for dinner. As she worked, however, she couldn't help but think about Easton and the things they had said earlier. Perhaps there was something more between them... Maybe it was worth exploring further...