First Lady - Sex Stories

First Lady

... I walked through Mr Brewer closed the door behind me and said, “Go through to the lounge, she’s in there.” I walked along a narrow hallway, not really knowing where the lounge was, but as I walked I looked through the only open door, I noticed Mrs Brewer sat in an arm chair. She put her cup of tea down, I presumed it was tea and she stood up. She said, “Oh, hello Jimmy! Is that Whisky, you’ve got there?” I held it up and Mrs Brewer came forward. As she walked towards me, I could only stare blatantly at her legs. Although I had seen Mrs Brewer before, it had always been with her in a long coat or dress. Holy shit she had nice legs, my cock started to stir. Shit I had to place the cat in front of my pants to cover up my impending hard on. Mrs Brewer came up close and took the cat away; I immediately placed my hands in front of my pants. Good, she hadn’t noticed my bulge. She took the cat and held it to her face and snuggled up to it, she said, “Ahh, Whisky you’re back, thank god you’re alright. Where have you been all week? Thank you Jimmy, thank you very much.” I was not looking at her, my focus had diverted to a family picture on a table, it was a younger Mrs Brewer and a couple of kids. Mrs Brewer said, “That’s my two, when they were your age, they’re all grown up and have flown the coop.” Mr Brewer came up from behind me; he winked and said, “You’ll get a reward I’m sure from her.” He was putting on a jacket and then walked up to Mrs Brewer and gave her a kiss on the lips ...

... and said, “Bye dear, I’ll see you in the morning.” I looked at Mr Brewer as he walked past me, he had the paper I had delivered earlier in his hand; he jovially tapped me on the head with it and said, “Bye Jimmy.” I looked back at Mrs Brewer and she said, “He’s off to work, he’s on nights this week.” I had my hands clasped in front of my pants to hide my erection; I turned around and said, “I’m glad I found it for you. I’ll be off then.” She took a couple of brisk steps and placed a hand on my shoulder, she said, “Not so quick young man. You heard him; he said I was to give you a reward.” I turned and looked at her, still with an awkward stance, I said, “It’s okay, I don’t want anything.” She put Whisky down and it ran off. Mrs Brewer leant down and opened her arms as she stepped forwards and said, “Let me give you a nice warm hug.” I had no choice but to move my hands from in front of me as she hugged me tight. I placed my arms around her but lightly, it felt awkward. She hugged me so tight that my whole body was pressed up against her. I felt my cock being pressed and I moved my hips away, but her grip on me limited my movement. She let go after quite a while and said, “My goodness Jimmy you have grown.” We stepped apart and I instantly clasped my hands in front of me again. My cock had fully erected from her tight hug. She smiled and said, “Ahh aren’t you sweet, sweet little Jimmy.” She ruffled my hair and asked, “Have you had your dinner yet?” I turned sideways and said, ...