this between us?” Grace said leaning into Dillon on the couch.
“Yeah,” Dillon said with a blush.
“Not really,” Grace added with a smile. “I always imagined myself with a blue collar guy.”
“What do you mean?”
“Like, a guy that's good with his hands. You know, a man's man. Don't get me wrong, your father is an amazing man. Any woman would be glad to be with him. But you asked me if he is the type of guy I imagined myself with, and he isn't.”
“So you like guys that work on their car and stuff?” Dillon asked taking mental note.
“Or a guy that can fix a car or fix things around the house. I don't know. I just think there's something irresistible about that.”
Dillon smiled at Grace pleased.
Grace next did something she had noticed herself doing more often, she quickly scanned Dillon's body. Since they had first met Dillon's chest had filled out and all of his lean lines were becoming rounded.
For brief seconds at a time Grace would also wonder if his male part was growing at the same rate as the rest of him. She got that answer one day when after knocking on his door to wake him up for school, she walked in to find Dillon had begun to sleep in the nude.
Grace was stunned when she saw his naked tanned 16-year-old body uncovered. It was slightly rounded with muscles poking out everywhere. His feet looked just like a man's and his hard boy cock was at least six and a half inches and thick. She immediately felt her body flush.
Tearing her eyes away from Dillon's boy cock, Grace looked up at his face. His eyes were open and staring back at her.
“It's time to get up for school,” Grace said before slipping out of the room.
Grace rushed toward her bedroom not knowing how to respond. Closing the door behind her she crawled under the covers. Grace felt her pussy swell thinking about her beautiful boy's naked body and she wanted desperately to touch herself. She couldn't do it though. She knew he was too young to think about in that way.
Still, his smooth young body and man sized cock were sexier than the sculptures she had seen during her trips to Rome. His Adonis-like face and now curly honey-colored hair were more appealing to her than any she could imagine. And the more she thought about him the more conflicted she got.
Grace struggled with her desires until in a stroke of desperation, she realized she could replace Dillon's face with his dad's. Suddenly free to release her lust, she pressed her tapered finger over her swollen clit and rubbed it until she moaned to orgasm.
“Ahhh,” Grace groaned biting onto her pillow to suppress the sound. As she lay there, in the warm afterglow, she knew she wasn't fooling herself. She might have replaced Dillon's face with her boyfriend's, but it was the boy who had so boldly stared at her naked that she truly wanted. And since he could very soon become her son, she knew she was now going to have to keep more of a distance from him.
Neither one mentioned what had happened when they next saw each other during breakfast. But whereas Grace had a more difficult time looking Dillon in the eyes after that, Dillon's demeanor was unchanged. Within a few weeks Grace gained comfort from Dillon's unaffected behavior and she returned to normal as well. But certainly Grace only knocked on his bedroom door from that point forward.
When Grace married Dillon's dad, she wasn't sure how Dillon would react. She was expecting for him to at least express some sort of regret that his fantasy could now no longer be fulfilled. But with his usual unexplainable level of maturity, the 17-year-old boy shook his dad's hand and then gave Grace a hug.
“I guess I should call you Mom now?” Dillon said with a chuckle.
“I guess you should,” Grace replied with a laugh.
“Well Mommy, welcome to the family,” he said smiling.
“Thank you, son,” Grace retorted still chuckling at the idea.
Grace, now married to his dad, tried to see Dillon as a mother would. Taking a
“Yeah,” Dillon said with a blush.
“Not really,” Grace added with a smile. “I always imagined myself with a blue collar guy.”
“What do you mean?”
“Like, a guy that's good with his hands. You know, a man's man. Don't get me wrong, your father is an amazing man. Any woman would be glad to be with him. But you asked me if he is the type of guy I imagined myself with, and he isn't.”
“So you like guys that work on their car and stuff?” Dillon asked taking mental note.
“Or a guy that can fix a car or fix things around the house. I don't know. I just think there's something irresistible about that.”
Dillon smiled at Grace pleased.
Grace next did something she had noticed herself doing more often, she quickly scanned Dillon's body. Since they had first met Dillon's chest had filled out and all of his lean lines were becoming rounded.
For brief seconds at a time Grace would also wonder if his male part was growing at the same rate as the rest of him. She got that answer one day when after knocking on his door to wake him up for school, she walked in to find Dillon had begun to sleep in the nude.
Grace was stunned when she saw his naked tanned 16-year-old body uncovered. It was slightly rounded with muscles poking out everywhere. His feet looked just like a man's and his hard boy cock was at least six and a half inches and thick. She immediately felt her body flush.
Tearing her eyes away from Dillon's boy cock, Grace looked up at his face. His eyes were open and staring back at her.
“It's time to get up for school,” Grace said before slipping out of the room.
Grace rushed toward her bedroom not knowing how to respond. Closing the door behind her she crawled under the covers. Grace felt her pussy swell thinking about her beautiful boy's naked body and she wanted desperately to touch herself. She couldn't do it though. She knew he was too young to think about in that way.
Still, his smooth young body and man sized cock were sexier than the sculptures she had seen during her trips to Rome. His Adonis-like face and now curly honey-colored hair were more appealing to her than any she could imagine. And the more she thought about him the more conflicted she got.
Grace struggled with her desires until in a stroke of desperation, she realized she could replace Dillon's face with his dad's. Suddenly free to release her lust, she pressed her tapered finger over her swollen clit and rubbed it until she moaned to orgasm.
“Ahhh,” Grace groaned biting onto her pillow to suppress the sound. As she lay there, in the warm afterglow, she knew she wasn't fooling herself. She might have replaced Dillon's face with her boyfriend's, but it was the boy who had so boldly stared at her naked that she truly wanted. And since he could very soon become her son, she knew she was now going to have to keep more of a distance from him.
Neither one mentioned what had happened when they next saw each other during breakfast. But whereas Grace had a more difficult time looking Dillon in the eyes after that, Dillon's demeanor was unchanged. Within a few weeks Grace gained comfort from Dillon's unaffected behavior and she returned to normal as well. But certainly Grace only knocked on his bedroom door from that point forward.
When Grace married Dillon's dad, she wasn't sure how Dillon would react. She was expecting for him to at least express some sort of regret that his fantasy could now no longer be fulfilled. But with his usual unexplainable level of maturity, the 17-year-old boy shook his dad's hand and then gave Grace a hug.
“I guess I should call you Mom now?” Dillon said with a chuckle.
“I guess you should,” Grace replied with a laugh.
“Well Mommy, welcome to the family,” he said smiling.
“Thank you, son,” Grace retorted still chuckling at the idea.
Grace, now married to his dad, tried to see Dillon as a mother would. Taking a
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