1. The Rambler part 4


    Date: 4/18/2017, Categories: Taboo, Author: rgough, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    year of dating. It felt like I wasn't the one calling it quits, and I didn't like that. I knew I was, but he should be upset, and he wasn't. He's a libidinous teenager, I reasoned, recovering my pride, he must be faking it. "Tom?" "I don't have that one with me," Tom said, assuming I was asking about Millie's diary, but I had already forgotten about the diary. Had he not found it under his pillow with the note? "Didn't you get it with my note?" I asked, suddenly nervous again. "Yes, I got them," Tom answered. "They're still there." "Then?" I said, inquisitively, providing the opportunity for him to let loose, to tell me how much he wanted to go further, and for me to deny him, for our own good and that of our f****y. I braced myself for the emotional onslaught I knew would now be forthcoming. "I thought you'd like to see one of the new ones, so I brought one along," Tom's new information floored me. It was like an unexploded bomb had landed, sizzling between us. "One of the new ones?" "Yeah. One of Gran's." KABOOM! "One of Gran's?" "Yeah," Tom turned on his side to face me, lying closer. "Do you want to read it?" There was a long pause. "Yes," I said breathlessly. "Turn around then," Tom instructed. My whole body was tingling. Feeling suddenly meek, I turned around onto my side, facing away from my son. I could hear him fumbling behind me. "Close your eyes," he said. As soon as I did, his his passed over me and rested on mine. Tom didn't say anything, so I opened my eyes ...
    to find a small red diary, red like my own instead of black like Millie's. "Read it," Tom suggested. I opened the book and began reading, to myself, flipping through entry after entry of mundane stuff until I encountered Mary's misgivings about her son's sudden interest in her, similar to those felt by Millie about Tim. Her misgivings were followed many entries later by a subtle shift in attitude, to one where Mary was piqued by Rick's interest, even flattered. Considering her son's lust to be a temporary phase, Mary confided that she couldn't help having some fun while it lasted and began engaging in actions she knew would heighten the experience for both of them. She wore clothing she knew would catch her son's attention, walked and sat in ways that would emphasize her legs, and wore soft sweaters that would capture Rick's eyes. The more she play acted, the more she scolded herself, and the more she played the more she enjoyed the feel of Rick's eyes on her body. She became addicted to her son's lustful attention. And then, Rick said Tim's mom had suggested they go to the drive-in with their sons. Bull as it turned out, but neither Mary nor Millie knew that. As I read about the first 'date' from Mary's perspective, Tom removed my sandals. I had tucked my legs back on the seat. "You shouldn't put your shoes on the seat," he admonished me, slipping my sandals from my feet. He didn't explain why his hands needed to stay on my legs, brushing up and down, his fingers scratching ...
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