Mom's Friend Diana Richards - Sex Stories

Mom's Friend Diana Richards

Diana Richards was a recently divorced and very single, she loved her independence and was very confident about who she was. Diana spent many days and nights alone, or so I was hoping since she was the main object of my sexual fantasies. Several times each week she would come over to visit my mother, they had been close friends for many years. When she visited my mom they usually, would sit at the kitchen table, drinking coffee and discussing the events of the day. Diana Richards was about 5 feet 4 inches, blonde hair that I think she might have colored, the sexiest legs in the world and the most luscious kissable wet red lips I had ever seen and fully rounded gorgeous breasts with rock hard nipples. At nineteen, I was sure that she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen, bar none. And that included the actresses I'd seen in the movies. When she'd come to visit Mom, I'd find some excuse to enter the kitchen, just to look at her. She seemed always to be wearing black nylon stockings and four or five inch high heels and I think she knew that excited me by the way I tried to catch glimpses of her nylon legs without her knowing. Many times Diana didn't wear a bra and the sight of the bumps her nipples made in her blouse caused my cock to harden. I often fantasized about playing with and kissing her lovely breasts and being able to feel her sexy legs encased in those sexy nylons. Each time after she had gone back to her house I'd go into the bathroom and jerk off like crazy, ...

... while fantasizing about her sexy stockinged legs and large, beautiful full breasts. This was also an everyday/night occurrence. One day, while I was drinking coffee with them, Diana said to my mom &#034My car's in the shop for a few days and I really need to go to the grocery store. Do you suppose it would be all right if Rob drove me there?&#034 Smiling, first at Diana and then at me, Mom said, &#034Of course! I'm sure Rob would be happy to drive you there. Without a moment's hesitation, I answered, &#034You bet! It would be my pleasure.&#034 All during the trip to the store and the ensuing shopping I was in a fog. I simply couldn't believe that this lovely creature was in the same car with me. Every male in the store stopped and openly stared at her. Wives steered their husbands in the opposite direction, when they saw Diana approach. On the trip home I glanced at her. Her skirt had ridden up to mid-thigh. As I turned my attention back to the road, I thought I saw her smile, out of the corner of my eye. A few minutes later, I glanced at her again. This time her skirt was a little higher, revealing the tops of her black nylon stockings. She was looking straight ahead, as if she didn't notice. As we turned onto her street, I looked again. Now her skirt was higher still, exposing a few inches of bare thigh. My cock was already beginning to rise. As we unloaded the groceries, she brushed her breasts against me, several times. These 'accidental' encounters made my cock come to ...