I guess Tanya had worn me out the night before because I slept in on Monday. I finally got up and took a shower, and when I was coming out of the bathroom I ran into my cousin, who was also just getting up. She asked me to tell her mom that she’d be ready to eat in a little while. I went to the kitchen, delivered the message, and my aunt said she’d make us brunch. 

When my cousin got to the table there was another gourmet feast, and we all enjoyed the meal.  My cousin told us about the band she saw at the nightclub and I got a little jealous as I thought they were great and was pissed I couldn’t have gone to see them.  Then the thought of the previous evening kicked in, and I realized that the memories from our exploits would last a lot longer than seeing the band.

We talked for a while after eating, and I told my aunt and cousin I was going to head out to drive home. I already had a plan in place to visit Tanya, so I stuffed my things in my duffle, kissed them both goodbye and headed for my car. I threw everything into the trunk and drove out of the apartment lot. 

Instead of heading home, I turned towards the apartment complex that backed up to my aunt’s complex.  I turned into the parking area and found a vacant visitor space, parked my car, and climbed over the fence separating the two complexes. I walked to Tanya’s apartment, knocked on the door and she opened it. She was dressed in a button-down blouse and a skirt and looked like she was going to an office.

She pulled me in, gave me a hug and a sweet kiss and said, “I have to show a couple a vacant apartment. They called this morning and I have to do my job. Just make yourself comfortable and I should be back in a half-hour or so. Don’t answer the door if anybody knocks. I have my key and when I’m done, I’ll just unlock the door.”

Tanya left to show the apartment, and I locked the door behind her. I sat down and picked up a magazine that was on an end table. Not my kind of magazine but I figured I could kill the time with it. About thirty minutes later, I heard the key in the lock and the door opened. Tanya walked in, sat down next to me, pulled my head to her and we started kissing. We stopped and she asked how long I had, and I told her maybe four hours. She told me to just sit tight and she was going to get out of her work clothes.

When she returned, she was wearing a silky robe that reached to mid-thigh. I assumed she wasn’t wearing anything else, but I was wrong.

She stood in front of me and said laughing, “I wanted you so much. Every time the couple went into another room, I’d rub my pussy through my slacks. I was glad they were a dark color because by the time they left I was dripping and it would have been hard to explain why I had a big wet spot in front.” 

I asked if she was still wet, and she told me that was an understatement. She said she’d kept playing with herself while she changed. I stood up, walked to her and pulled her to me. I leaned down to get some more of her erotic kissing and slid my hands down to her ass and pulled her close to me. I wanted her to feel my dick getting hard. I finally loosened my hold and she moved away. I reached down and untied the robe and saw she wasn’t naked but was wearing a filmy, see-through red negligee. I think my dick somehow got harder.

Tanya said, “I’m so wet and I want your dick in my pussy NOW.”

I grabbed her hand and pulled her to the bedroom. She grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head and then undid my jeans. I had been so sure this was where things would go that I’d gone commando.

She looked at me and said, “Feeling pretty confident, weren’t you?”  

I responded, “Yes.” And then I told her if this hadn’t happened, I’d have just driven home commando.

I asked her what position she wanted to do, and she told me she loved doggie.  But she said it would be different. She climbed up on the bed still wearing her negligee and aligned her ass and pussy with the edge of the bed and her feet hanging over. She pulled the negligee up to her waist, spread her legs and told me to fuck her doggie while standing. She said I’d be able to provide her with harder, deeper strokes.

I got between her legs and could see her pussy juices running down her thighs. I eased my dick into her wet pussy, and her pussy almost sucked it in. I started to move in and out slowly. Tanya told me to come as far out as I could without slipping out and then to push back into her hard. I got a rhythm going and it wasn’t long before Tanya started sighing and then moaning.

I kept doing what she’d told me and also tried to go faster.  That brought on louder moans and deeper sighs. The other times we’d fucked, we never seemed to orgasm at the same time. As I kept up the faster pace, Tanya moaned more and then she started to make “gasping” noises. Suddenly her whole body shook, and that sent me over the edge as I shot off into her pussy. She didn’t try to keep me inside her but instead collapsed face-first on the bed. I stood there just looking at her and the cum dripping from her pussy and then lay down next to her.

Suddenly we were both laughing for no reason. I guess it was all the sexual tension being released. She turned over towards me and we kissed a little and then just lay there enjoying the feeling. We got up and put some pillows against the wall and then leaned back into them and sat there babbling about nothing in particular. There’d been a question on my mind since the first afternoon, and I finally worked up the nerve to ask Tanya.

“Why did you invite me back the first day and then spend the weekend teaching me so much about sex? I know I’m okay looking but not really handsome. You had to know I was pretty inexperienced, at least after the first day. And I have a pretty average-sized dick”

Tanya sighed deeply and told me the reasons why.

“I’ve been married and divorced twice to men my own age. In high school, I was a wild child and fell for a classmate. After high school, we got married and found jobs. The first few years were good, but money was always tight. My husband lost his job and rather than looking for another one he started drinking. In less than six months, instead of the guy I knew, he became a drunk. He wasn’t abusive, but I saw no future so we got divorced.

"I started taking classes at a junior college and then went to a state school and got a degree. I found a good job and decided to concentrate on that instead of men, but then a customer of ours asked me out. He was so nice, my age, handsome with a steady job. We got married less than six months later. But it turned out he was a serial cheater, and less than two years after we married, I was divorced again.

"I decided then that I wasn’t going to marry again.  And it seemed all the nice guys I knew who were my age were already married and I wasn’t going to be the one to make any of them cheat. I just stayed away from men for a long time. I thought I’d date again but not guys my age. Unfortunately, younger, twenty- and thirty-year-olds, only wanted to fuck and to show me off to their buddies. I felt like an ornament instead of a date.

"That’s when I decided to start finding nice teenage guys. I knew they’d be inexperienced, but I knew I could help with that. I also knew they weren’t looking for a relationship and weren’t in any position to take me out and show me off. The other day when you were so polite and agreed to help me, a stranger, I knew you were a good choice.”

After listening quietly, I noticed she had some tears running down her cheeks. I put my arms around her and just held her. She said thanks and gave me a very soft kiss on the lips. Then she slid off the bed, I did the same, and we went to the kitchen to get some water.

We sat back down on the couch, me naked and her still in the red negligee. We talked about nothing in particular, and then Tanya said, "Let’s quit talking and have some more fun."

I asked if I could take off the negligee, and she let me. I told her to lie back on the couch, and I lay on top of her so my mouth was next to her gorgeous tits. I started licking, sucking and nibbling on them. Again, Tanya told me to lightly bite her nipples and when I did, she gasped. I let a hand drift down between us and started to rub her pussy and then inserted a finger. She told me to use two fingers, and between playing with her tits and fingering her pussy, Tanya started to moan.

I got off, told her to lean back against the couch, got on my knees, parted her legs and buried my tongue in her pussy.  It wasn’t long before that brought on another shuddering orgasm.

Tanya said, “Switch places with me.”

I assumed that meant a blow job, but not this time. She told me to lie flat on the couch, she straddled my head and dropped her pussy onto my mouth. Then she said, “Eat me.”

I opened my mouth and pushed my tongue into her very wet pussy. Between her rocking on my face and me tonguing her pussy and clit, it didn’t take her long to come again. She told me I had a knack for eating pussy and that it would serve me well as I got older.

Previously, there had always been the catchphrase “fair is fair” and we’d switch places. This time Tanya stretched her body out on mine and started kissing my neck and ears. She made her way to my throat and kissed down my chest until she reached my little nipples. She stopped there and licked, sucked and nibbled them while I twisted and turned beneath her. I never knew guys' nipples were an erogenous zone too.

After I told her I couldn’t take much more, she continued to slide down my body, kissing as she went. I was sure my dick would be in her mouth soon, but Tanya had another idea. When her tits reached my dick, she pushed her body up and placed her tits on either side of my dick.

Then she said, “Fuck my tits.”

Never having been with somebody that had tits like Tanya’s, I’d never heard of this, but her tits were soft and completely engulfed my dick. After a couple of strokes, she stopped and said, “That’s too dry. Let me lubricate your dick.”

She slipped down and sucked me in, and instead of sucking and slurping she did whatever she could to get my dick wet. Then she moved back up, put her tits around my dick and repeated, “Fuck my tits.”

Surprisingly it didn’t take long for me to feel the urge. I told Tanya I was about to cum and she told me to go ahead and do it. And a couple of strokes later, I shot all over her glorious tits and also the lower part of her face.

She just laughed and said, “I was hoping that would happen on a downstroke, but we can clean it up.”

We got up and made our way to the bathroom and using warm washcloths we cleaned each other up. I knew it was getting late, and I definitely wanted to be home before my folks got there. Actually, I didn’t want to leave at all. Despite what she’d told me I wanted to move in with her and spend the rest of my life having sex with Tanya. I think she sensed my feelings and told me she’d had a great weekend with me but I needed to go.

I got dressed and Tanya slipped on some panties and the robe and we walked to the door. I wasn’t sure how to say goodbye to this amazing “hot mom” who had taught me so much that weekend. Tanya pulled me close to her and we kissed deep and long and she finally broke the kiss. I asked if I could stop by again when I was visiting, and she told me that would be okay, but not for a few weeks.

She opened the door. I walked out and headed for the fence, climbed over and got in my car and drove home. 

It was the end of summer, and my senior year started in a week. I called my aunt and asked if I could come out for a visit and maybe a last swim in the pool. She told me my cousin had already gone back to college but I was always welcome. I drove out to the Valley and wound up helping my aunt with some chores and errands. I asked if it was okay to go swimming, and she said it was fine with her.

I changed into my swim trunks, grabbed a towel and headed to the pool. After a quick dip and some end-of-summer sun, I walked over to Tanya’s apartment and knocked on the door. I was surprised when a man answered.

I asked him if I could speak with the manager and he told me he was the manager. I made up a story that there was something odd happening with the pool filter and he said he’d check it out. I asked where Tanya was and he said I probably meant the manager he replaced but didn’t know her name. He told me one of the residents had complained to the owner about Tanya having sex with her eighteen-year-old son and they fired her.

I was crushed on so many levels. There was no internet and I didn’t even know her last name. I trudged back to my aunt’s place and tried to put a good spin on the day. We had dinner and I drove home, truly disappointed, until I started remembering the long weekend with Tanya, and then the memories flooded back and I enjoyed each and every one of them.

As a final comment, writing about this weekend encounter has brought up some impressions that have influenced most of many years of sexual interactions. First, deep French kissing is one of the most erotic activities that I know. Second, big tits are more fun than little ones. And finally, for me, eating pussy, especially in my later years, is more satisfying than sexual intercourse.