Cotton...Ripe for Picking..Part Three

It was like waiting for christmas day to arrive, Eager to rush
down stairs and start unwrapping presents, Not quite sure what
to expect.

What had the boy half my age next door got planned?
And why on earth was I letting a boy half my age pull my strings so.

The morning arrived slowly with the sun dragging it's heals as I
laid awake, My husband had long since departed for work without
a sound.

I'm not sure what I was expecting as I washed and dressed,
Forgoing lacy and accepting white cotton from my underwear
drawer, In fact,I wore just a plain skirt and blouse to match my
plain lifestyle.

Being totally silly I thought, As I crossed the boundary to next
door and the one in my head and knocked..

Total panic set in, What if his parents were still in the
house?, Shit, My mind racing with reasons as to why I was
knocking on their door at 8am.

The door opened, A repeat of a two weeks before greeted me,
Thanfully,  My dressing gowned underwear stealer waved me in
with his hand..

"I'm not so sure what I'm here for, It's all rather silly"  I
said as I made my way into the kitchen, Trying to take the upper
hand, The sensible wife and mother kind of hand..

"You're here for your underwear, No" ? he said as he stood
directly in front of me.

"Well yes I would li.." I didn't finish my sentence as he said..

"Well sure.. Be my guest and take them" As he again dropped his
gown to reveal my pants, Hugging his arousing equipment.

Before my mind had time to digest what was being said I was on
my knees before him.
The sensible wife and mother had taken flight, Flown the coop,
Escaped the pound, I knew what this hound dog wanted from me, I
could almost smell my sex as it oozed between my legs soaking
the cotton fabric.

My face was buried between his legs, My nose up against my
cotton that he had "borrowed" yesterday.

His shaft twitched with excitement, Was he still a virgin? God
please stop these thoughts going round in my head as my sex all
but exploded in a wet pleasure crescendo.

With shaking hands I pulled the waistband down slowly as he
stood and watched Inch by slow inch, Until they dropped to his
feet.

His cock was average in size, I could have said huge but to be
fair it was average,As it bobbed about before my eyes.
Was he expecting me to? you know, do that? I wouldn't even do
that for my husband..

Obviously he wasn't as he said..
"ok your turn" as he looked on.

"Hold your dress up" He said, His cock all but aiming right at
me as It twitched it's own merry dance.

I did as he asked until my white cotton wet panties came into
full view.

He was on his knees quicker than someone taking
prayer,Worshipping my slit through the cotton fabric. His hands
all over my bum and thighs, This hound had all the moves.

"we won't be needing these right now" As he pulled my underwear
off
Standing up and Feasting on me with his eyes,
As I stood patiently holding up my skirt,
My eyes trying not to feast on him.....