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GLENDA
Date: 9/21/2015, Categories: First Time Mature Taboo Author: brianbigdogsmith, Source: xHamster
... need the chance to think a while, and to be away from everybody. You're right. They all love me and care about me, but they all have opinions. I don't want to listen to that stuff for a while. I just want some quiet and to be left alone." Once home, I proceeded to trash my usual schedule of a nice relaxed evening of watching the news, and a little TV, and spent the whole evening quietly talking with Glenda. As I say, I had always been very fond of her - (FOND! Yeah, and mice are 'fond' of cheese, too.) - anyway, and as she continued to open up to me, I found her to be truly intriguing, and I began to feel even closer to her. I had no thought that she was finding me as good a company as I was finding her. She had to go to work fairly early in the morning, just like I did, so about nine we began to prepare for bed. I folded down my couch-bed, and made it up as she showered. Then I took my own shower, shaved, and prepared my own bed. Both beds are in the same room, so we lay in bed and talked for quite a bit longer before we went to sl**p. A couple of hours into the night, I was awakened by a yelp, and then crying. I was at her side instantly. She was a little disoriented at first, but as soon as she recognized me, she put her arms around me and held me close, and began to cry her eyes out all over my naked shoulder. It seems that she'd had a really bad dream in which she relived some of the more unpleasant things that had happened between her and her mom. Glenda is a sweet ...
... girl, and genuinely loves her mom, and feels guilty about the frictions between them. I held her close and let her cry and talk it out. Finally, she felt a little better. I had her tiny form on my lap, holding her, cuddling her, comforting her, just as I had when she was a little girl. Now she was a woman, and I was trying very hard to not think of just how much woman she was. I was also trying very hard to not think how beautiful she was, and how good she smelled. I didn't want to get an erection and give her - or myself - the wrong idea. I was feeling really guilty at even thinking of Glenda in sexual terms, since she was depending upon me as a friend and protector. But she was so sweet, so beautiful so - well, there in my lap. I made it. After a while, I stood up with her in my arms, tossed her up in the air a bit - making her whoop - caught her, and placed her gently back on the bed. Then I tucked her in, kissed her on the cheek and blew in her ear - making her giggle - and went back to my own bed. An hour or so later, I was awakened by a small warm form cuddling up against me. "Glenda?" I said. "What in the world are you doing?" "I'm getting into bed with you." She answered. "I don't usually have bad dreams, and I can't sl**p now. I figure that if I crawl in with you, I'll feel more secure, and I'll be able to sl**p." "Oh. Okay." What else could I say. Besides, she's such a cuddly little bundle of sweetness, that I kind of liked the idea. I wasn't awake enough to consider ...