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Let me tell you the story of how I spent all evening making love to a beautiful eighteen-year-old girl, whilst I should have been dating her mother.I had been invited around for lunch by Louise, a woman I worked with. She had told a mutual friend she fancied me. I liked Louise, she was good at her job and was a very nice person, but I had no sexual feelings towards her. However, I had been divorced for three months and thought it was about time I got myself back in the game, so I decided to take her up on the invite.I had to park a couple of streets away and knew I was a bit early, but I did not want to hang around in the cold.I rang the bell and within a couple of seconds, the door was answered by a very pretty, blonde girl. She was wearing a pair of tight running bottoms and a boob tube, which hinted at a fairly impressive set of tits beneath it. She had a big smile on her face.‘Hi, you must be Tony. I’m Lucy.’‘Hello.’‘Mum will be down in a minute. Can I get you anything?’‘No, I’m fine thanks.’She showed me into the lounge and started to ask me about a multiple of questions. Was I her Mum’s new boyfriend? How long had I known her? Where did I live?I told her I worked with her mum, and we were friends. I did not live too far away.‘She spoke about you and said you were a nice guy.’‘I am.’Lucy was a friendly and talkative young girl. In fact, as her mum walked in, we were both laughing about a TV comedy show we had watched the night before. Apparently, her mother did not approve of the show.I got up and said hello to Louise.‘Your daughter has entertained me very well in your absence. Thanks, Lucy.’I turned to her and bowed.Lucy gave me a big smile and said she hoped to meet me again. She turned around and I swear she deliberately wiggled her arse as she walked. It was a great sight. Luckily, her mum had not noticed kaçak iddaa me ogling her young daughter.Louise apologised for not meeting me at the door, but her ex-husband had called, as they were still trying to sort out finances.We had some lunch, made some small talk, but we both soon realised there was no spark between us. I was thinking of an exit strategy when Lucy reappeared.She was wearing a tight white blouse, a black mini-skirt, and high-heel ankle boots. She had also put on a little bit of make-up, not too much but enough to enhance her eyes, which sparkled. I must admit, she looked fucking sexy.Lucy’s appearance gave Louise the perfect opportunity to end the get together.‘Would it be OK if Tony gave you a lift, darling? Do you mind, Tony?’‘Mum, I am sure he doesn’t want to.’‘No, that would be fine, Lucy. I was just off anyway.’She kissed her mum goodbye and Louise told her to be back no later than midnight. Louise and I said our goodbyes. I pecked her on the cheek and thanked her for lunch. On our way out, Lucy picked up a fake fur jacket and put it around her shoulders. After we left the house and were out of sight, Lucy put her arm through mine.‘It’s cold,’ she said to excuse her closeness.I was not about to push her away. I felt very happy to have such a pretty young thing walk arm in arm with me down the road.‘Can I ask you a personal question, Tony?’‘Sure, but you might not get an answer.’‘How old are you?’‘Almost twice your age.’’Thirty-three, thirty-four, thirty-five?’Thirty-four. Why?’‘Just wondering.’We got to the car, and I opened the door for her.‘A gentleman, as well as a looker. Thank you, kind sir.’I watched as she sat her bum on the seat whilst still facing out. She slowly opened her legs wide, moving one at a time into the footwell. I was sure I got a flash of red knickers.‘Enjoying the view?’I kaçak bahis looked straight into her eyes.‘Yes. Enjoying the show?’She smiled.I climbed into the driver’s seat but before I could start the engine, she put her hand on my thigh.‘Tony. Before we go. Can I ask you some more questions?’I nodded.‘Do you like my mum?’‘I really like her, but we are just friends, there is nothing else between us.’‘That’s a shame. I was hoping to see more of you.’As she said this, her hand crept up my thigh a littleI did not know what to say in reply. I realised she was making a move on me, but this felt all wrong. She was eighteen and I had just had a date with her mum, for God’s sake!‘How many women have you made love to?’‘Do you always ask such personal questions of men your mum dates?’‘No. But mum says you are recently divorced. I suspect you need to make love to a woman, shame it wasn’t my mum.’‘You don’t beat about the bush, do you?’ ‘No. I am a nosy little cow.’ She laughed as she said this.‘By the way, I would like to know the answer about the women you have had.’‘I haven’t kept score.’‘Come on. You must have an idea.’I did a rough calculation in my head.‘About nine or ten.’‘Oh, not too many then.’‘No. I tend to stick with a woman once I am with her. Not into one-night stands.’‘Interesting. Do you like them older or younger?’‘Breathing.’‘Very funny.’‘I think I should take you to the pub, or wherever it is you are heading.’Lucy stared at me, then dialed a number on her phone.‘Jake. I’ve been thinking about last night and you really pissed me off, so you can stick it. Don’t call or text me.’‘There, got that out of the way.’‘Boyfriend trouble?’‘Yeah, he was an arsehole to me last night, showing off in front of his friends. And he was a lousy fuck.’I could not believe what I was hearing. She was certainly not a shrinking violet.‘So, illegal bahis my turn, Lucy. How many guys have you made love to?’‘None. But I have fucked two. Why, were you hoping I was a virgin?’‘No. Thought it might have been more, that’s all.’‘Ouch.’To be honest, I could not care less if she had made fucked a hundred guys. However, I decided it was time to move on. I switched the engine on and moved out into the road.’Where to young lady?’‘Yours.’At this, I almost crashed into an oncoming cyclist.Once I had the car under control, I looked at her, she was smiling at me.‘Are you sure you want this, Lucy?’‘I want you. And I know you want to fuck me’‘Damn right I do!’I felt her hand come up, covering my crotch. She then leant over and with both hands undid my belt and the top of my trousers. I had to push off the seat a little as she unzipped me.I pulled up behind a double-decker bus. Luckily no one was looking in our direction out of the top window.She got her hands inside my underpants and pulled out my half-rigid cock.‘Mmm. That looks good enough to eat.’She pushed her hand into her crotch and rubbed a bit, before running her now moist fingers across my lips. She smelt and tasted exquisite.Her hand went to my cock and started to slowly masturbate me. The bus moved away, and I decided to take the next turn into a quieter street.Once driving slowly along it, she dropped her head and started to give me a blowjob. I was in heaven. I was running my hand through her hair, enjoying the sensation of a most delicious sucking.After a couple of minutes, she came up for air.‘How long before we are at yours?’‘About five minutes.’‘Will you last that long?’‘Oh yeah, no worries.’‘Goody. I don’t want you coming over your trousers or the car seat.’With that, she put her head back down and recommenced her exertions.It was so exciting, having an eighteen-year-old sucking me off whilst driving, but I knew I could not come, as I would probably end up smashing into something. I didn’t care about my trousers or the seat, to be honest.