Mom gave me a sweet smile that had my knees trembling. I could see the shape of her body through the summery dress she wore. She still looked luscious at thirty-eight, I had to admit. It occurred to me then there were no lines visible through her clothes -- was she naked underneath? The thought made me quiver inside... and it was at that very moment that I knew I wanted her. My own mother. "Beautiful," she smiled, gazing at me; then gesturing toward the garden, still visible in the fading light. "The flowers." I knew what she really meant -- and it wasn't the flowers. God, she was flirting with me! I leaned forward slightly, my upper arms squeezing my chest, leaving the cleavage more pronounced. "Am I one of your flowers, Mom?"Her eyes dipped for a moment to take in my partially revealed breasts. "You are, angel... a lovely flower, ready to be plucked by an adoring hand." She blew me a small kiss and returned indoors, giving me one last sidelong glance before vanishing. I stared. What I had been doing was having sex. A lot of sex. And most of it had been with three different older guys who lived in our apartment building in the city. Jake was an accountant who lived with his new wife in apartment 4C. Murray lived with and looked after his elderly mother in 6b and old Mr Adams lived alone in 3a. I really had had a good thing going there. I’d usually meet up with them in the laundry room, then we’d sneak into one of the maintenance rooms in the basement. They all knew I was doing the others, and none of them had any problem with it. They knew I was eighteen and I was horny all the time, so they never had to worry about me not being in the mood when they were. Murray had actually set me up with Mr. Adams, because he knew the old guy was lonely and needed a boy’s wet mouth and tight hole every now and then. But snoopy old Mrs Jenkins put an end to all of that. She had noticed how I’d always show up in the laundry room with no laundry to do and then one of my.
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