The Ladies - Sex Stories

The Ladies

Part 1. I got to Matt’s place as arranged for our Friday evening out. Matt and I have been friends for several years. We are both eighteen and we both hang out together quite a lot. Unfortunately Matt got a girl pregnant and he’s decided to marry her sometime next year. Their baby is due any day now. Matt and his fiancé live with his parents, Mr and Mrs Gelas. Mrs Gelas is friends with my mum too. Mr and Mrs Gelas are Spanish and have been living here for over twenty years. Matt was born in England. We both met at school and have been friends since. I know Mrs Gelas more than Matt’s dad, as Matt’s dad has something to do in finance and is abroad quite a bit. Mrs Gelas is in her late fifties, almost sixty, I think. She had Matt at a late stage in her life. Matt has an older step sister; Sofia. Sofia is Mr Galas’s daughter from his first marriage. Mrs Gelas is a housewife, a pretty lady, very slim, around fifty kilos, curly red hair to just below her shoulders. She has green eyes and her complexion is pale, with freckles. Her tits are small. I rang the doorbell and Mrs Gelas answered the door. “Hi Mrs Gelas, is Matt there?” Mrs Gelas said, “Alan, how many times have I told you, call me Val, and no, Matt is not home, he’s taken Mary to hospital. I think she is going to give birth.” Mrs Gelas, or, to give her her full name, Mrs Valentina Maria Socorro Gelas, seemed very anxious. As I suppose becoming a granny any minute now must make any lady. She was wearing a short yellow ...

... dress, which buttoned up at the front, but had the top few buttons undone. The dress itself was of a thin material, I could see her nipples poking through. I was about to turn around and go back home and said, “Okay, it’s just that we had arranged to go out tonight. But I understand. I call him later.” Mrs Gelas said, “You don’t have to go, Alan, keep me company, I’m on my own and feel very nervous, waiting for Matt to call with some good news.” It was around eight o’clock; I scratched my head and said, “Okay, since I have nowhere to go now, I’ll stay till Matt calls.” Mrs Gelas opened the door wider and let me through she kissed me on the cheek like she always does and said, “Go straight in, I’ll fetch you a drink.” I took my shoes off as I always do on entering their house. I said, “It’s okay, I don’t need a drink, I’m fine,” and I walked through to the front room. Entering the room, I could see that Mrs Gelas had a bottle of wine open and a glass half empty; the bottle too was half empty. Mrs Gelas walked in a minute later, holding a bottle of beer and a glass, “Here you go, Alan, have a drink, we are celebrating. Maybe a bit earlier than the expected news, but never mind, we’ll have another one when the news comes.” I had sat on a chair across from the sofa that Mrs Gelas was sitting on. She placed my drink on the table next to hers, she sat down and patted the seat next to her and she said, “Here, Alan, come sit here, we’ll have a chat.” I was a bit shy, but nevertheless, I ...