He knocked on the door expecting her to answer, but she didn't. Instead, her mom Mrs. Katherine La Petite answered, and typical for her she was wearing one of her strikingly attractive dresses that morning. As usual the dress highlighted her many often discussed physical attributes, which most young men of her age go ga-ga over. And he, like his peers was no different from any of the other gents her age who felt the same way. She was a MILF and he said to himself "One of these days I am going to have a MILF too."

"Mr. Ted" she said, welcoming him with a smile and with the French accent she never rid herself of. Her smile, always in place, she added "how do you do this fine morning?"

"Good morning Mrs. La Petite. I am fine and how are you this fine sunny morning?" he asked.

It was the same smile, her daughter, Carolina was blessed with. And he recognized it right away as it appeared on her face. He liked her daughter, like the daughter very much. The daughter had the same great personality, but the body of a princess much like her mothers. Hair as lustrous as it was complimented the mom's lean mature figure and Ted recognized it as well as everything else about her research partner's mother. Carolina's mom, with her sweet heavy French accent, was all woman, and more. Blustery bosoms held in check by whatever sheathed them underneath her simple stylish dressed blessed everyone's world daily and Ted that day happened to be one of its benefactors for sure.

"Once again mam I must say you look terrific! I mean your dress and your hairstyle do wonders for you. You are a beautiful woman, much like your daughter is beautiful, and if I may say she is very fun to work with. I am a lucky guy. I see you in her when I am working with her.if you don't mind me saying that."

"Ahhh Ted my dear, thank you, that is nice thing to tell me" she came back. She smiled more brilliantly as her fresh eyes gleamed, "but you should know that dear Carolina is not home now. She was supposed to be?" Katherine asked. "I did not know you were coming to house. I am sorry, but her father asked her to go on short trip. She will be soon."

He asked how soon. She looked at a clock, said in hour and a half, but offered to let him stay and possibly help her with something. He didn't want to work. He was fresh out of the shower and didn't want to begin sweating at that point. He pushed passed her, walked straight to the living room as he had a hundred times before, and Ted plopped his young firm ass and fine figure on one of the couches positioned across from each other.

She looked at him, curiously, and said initially "you may come back if you like."

He looked at her with his warm blue eyes and told her he had nothing else to do. He asked if she would mind if he waited. She didn't have a thing to do, except maybe move some boxes, which she figured maybe she could get him to move for her to the garage. He knew she probably didn't either. He knew from what Carolina said, she always hung around the house, worked out, walked, or went grocery shopping or ran other errands, but that was it as far as he knew.

So he pulled out a woman's magazine which was all they ever had around their house and like the nice friendly woman she was, instead of asking him to leave, she offered him a drink. Afterward, she sat across from him, smiling and thinking of what to talk about. He was cute, but in a rugged manner boy's his age can be. She didn't mind his presence. There were things to be done, but she liked the young man, regardless if he was a year older then her daughter. He was a nice kid. He was 19 whereas Carolina was a 18 and still in high school, but Carolina was so smart she elected to help others out who were doing research projects as a side job earning extra credit and cash too.

"Is it okay if I stay?" he asked.

With his unusual puppy-dog-eyes look, she caved in. She allowed him the freedom to stay put and sit around enjoying her company or whatever.or maybe it was the other way around. He read the lady's magazine, helped himself to the drink he was offered, and once in a while looked at her while as she sat in waiting. She was gazing upon him, smiling as she did, and if you knew what you were looking at you saw a woman considering the tempting evil's a woman is pressed with some days. Demons may have been in waiting inside her soul.

"You know Mrs. La Petite I can wait here by myself. If there are other things you want to do, feel free to go about doing them."

"No.no Ted, I not mind. I sit I talk with you while you wait here. It okay, Ted. It is nice of me to do" she added in her French accent. "It is not nice, not polite if I leave you" she told him. She smiled as her eyes opened her soul up to him. He liked her eyes. They said so much about this gorgeous sweet woman.

He liked her much more then he thought. She was sweet. She was pretty. She was willing to do stuff for him that most mothers never would be willing to do, like sit and keep him company, or talk with him about nothing important. But she watched him as he read his book. She studied him, his physical features, and she grew accustomed to his presence as well as his good looks.

But something happened all of a sudden and Katherine snapped; not noticeably but she had internally. She felt an unusual form of attraction for him she never felt for him before, and suddenly the woman hungered for the young man. He was a perfect houseguest except for pushing his way passed her assuming he could wait it all out. He was congenial and was mindful of his manners never once being rude or even putting on any moves on her.although the thought had crossed his mind a time or two.

MILF's.what are they good for? I'll tell you what they're good for, he thought as he pretended to read the magazine for women only. They're good for getting experienced, experienced at stuff I wouldn't get out of someone like say Carolina. But Katherine well Katherine, now she's a babe and a half, and I bet.I just bet if I wait her out long enough, I will get lucky as hell. Maybe, hopefully I will.

His eyes rose off the top of the magazine, they set their sites on her lower legs. Damn, why isn't she wearing a skirt? She does have great legs for a woman her age he told himself. Did I tell you that your dress is a really great looking dress mam?" he said. She looked his way and smiled, thanking him again. "It well it.it compliments you, your figure if you don't mind me telling you the truth mam." It had been the second time he said that about her dress. He knew it, she did too. "I mean it really flatters your figure immensely Katherine."

She thought we are on first name basis? We not on first names are we? Well maybe it okay He does say my name with poise. I do like his poise, she thought. "Ted. I like. I like how you call me Katherine. It is nice we use first names with each other. It is nice how you say my first name. It sound pleasing coming from you, Ted. Thank you, thank you for saying you like my dress also. I like hearing nice things like that dear." She even blushed as she turned away, but then she bent down and scratched her toes. Wearing sandals and being bent over, she allowed the young man to look down inside her dress. She let the young friendly houseguest look into the swells of her stuffed cleavage which earlier was simply hidden by a cropped neckline. When she sat up she caught him. His eyes were looking down yonder, inside the dress, but at that point straight at the hearty chest before him. She was flattening out her dress when she caught him in the act. She only smiled, looked down at her lap and dress, and Katherine told herself she liked how he stole a peek at her like he had. "Ted sweetheart, I should say something."

He looked at her and studied the MILF's face. The only thing on his mind was the vision he was able to steal of her majestic set of tits and cleavage. She knew it, she didn't mind, and she was about to set up the trap. "You're a very handsome young man. You should have girlfriend. Why not you have girlfriend, Ted? I not understand, dear."

He then blushed and said he did, but when he partnered up with Carolina, his girlfriend became jealous and they argued. He explained he let it out she was pretty, but Carolina didn't have feelings for him which was not true actually. Katherine was touched by his honesty. He only said it so he could be in her good graces, but he was about to get more then he bargained for and she asked a favor of him.

She asked him if he could move some boxes. She told him there were only a few. He graciously accepted to do it for her. Her sweet charming smile and her warm dark eyes led him to believe there was something in it for him and hopefully monetarily, but he was wrong. There were ten boxes, ten heavy boxes, and it took all he had to move them. She could have packed less in each one, but hadn't and he moved half of them before taking a break. Ted was sweating. Sweat lines formed all over him. The large v-neck perspiration line formed from around his neck collar, circles around his armpits too, and there was the drip lines coming off the temples. It was like a river on each side. He was a mess he thought. He needed a shower and a change of clothes he told himself. But Katherine love how he looked that morning.

Ooooohh he's shimmering all over she thought. Mmmmm he's soooo sexy looking like that, she told herself. Maybe I should offer to double his reward. Oh Katherine you are naughty. You are bad, bad girl Katherine. Ahhh I want to feel his skin. I bet it all sexy and oily all over. Mmmmm ohhhhhhh, Katherine.Katherine you bad, bad girl.

She left and quickly returned with a tall glass of ice cold water. He was catching his breath. She offered it to him, sat him down on the side of the bed in the other room where the boxes had been stored, and she let him sip or chug it down.all the way down. She said nothing, just sat watching and waiting and wondering when to make her move. He was oily from top to bottom. He was prime rib. She smiled, but he didn't see the smile. His sweat stained flesh aroused her.

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