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Oluchi asked me to look after her kids last Friday night. Her husband, Ikenna was out of town, and she was going out with some friends. Since I go to school in the town where she lives, it wasn’t a problem. Based on logistics, money was involved. On top of that, I like to see as much of Oluchi as I can. I’ve been having fantasies about my mom’s thirty nine year-old friend forever.

She had never given any indication of interest in me, her friend’s twenty-year-old son, but no matter what she wore I could find a reason to like it. Her hair was long and full. She had a pretty face and full lips. And she had perfect, large breasts.

So, once she was gone, her kids were asleep, and I was in her house alone, I sneaked around her drawers to see what kind of underwear she owns. Her bras were mostly white. Her panties were nothing special, mainly white cotton, with just a few colours. Quite a conservative woman, it seemed, just as she acted around me.
I was still inspecting her undies when I heard the gate open. I quickly ran out to the upstairs corridor, and acted like I was checking on the kids in their room. Aunt Oluchi came right up the stairs, but she stumbled on the last one, giggling.

She was dead drunk. I could tell by her eyes, her walk, and her voice as she said,

“Hi, Lenny!” She checked on the kids as I hung out in the corridor, then she walked unsteadily to her bedroom. I stood by the door, waiting for her passage and dismissal before I left. I also wanted to get a good look at her. She was wearing a black skirt that was tight that stopped somewhere before her knee, and a top that showed the outline of her smooth bra through it. Her earrings dangling, her necklace and bracelets gold.

“How were the children?” she asked.
“No trouble at all,” I replied from the door.

Oluchi lifted one foot in an attempt to remove her shoe. Her skirt rose up to reveal most of her thighs, and I felt myself getting aroused watching her. She lost her balance while hopping on one foot. I moved into the room to try to grab her, but I was too slow. Fortunately, she was close enough to her bed that she fell back onto it.
She landed on her butt, with her feet lifted off the floor, and her legs spread wide, like a dead cockroach. I couldn’t help stare up her skirt, beyond the top and seams of her tights, at her white panties filtering through them.

Instead of collecting herself quickly, she sat that way for a minute, giggling. She didn’t seem the slightest bit embarrassed that I saw her fall or that I was staring up her skirt. She lifted herself, crossed her legs, and removed each shoe, leaving her legs open for me to see more of her panties. She looked at me as I gazed at her crotch, and must have noticed my stares, but instead of scolding me she gave me a dirty smile.

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“I HAVE to get out of these tights,” she garbled, smiling at me. She stood up and pulled her skirt up almost to her hips. My eyes focused at her panties under her tights. She reached under her skirt and wiggled her tights down, revealing her tight white cotton panties to me.

She pulled the tights down to her knees, then sat on the bed and pulled them off her calves and feet, leaving her legs spread. She stood up and pulled her skirt back down, like showing her legs and panties to her friend’s son was no big deal. But she was grinning at me.

Oluchi walked over to her dresser, took off her rings and bracelets, and started fumbling with her necklace.

“Lenny, can you help me with my necklace?” she called. She turned her back to me and looked over her shoulder at me, smiling, and she pulled her hair away from her neck. I stood directly behind her, and started working on the clasp of her necklace.
Oluchi smelled a little sweaty, from whatever bar she was at, but I could still smell just a little of her perfume. Not being very experienced with necklaces, I fumbled for a while before finally unclasping it. Oluchi turned around and took the necklace from my hands. Standing very close to me, she had a blank look in her eyes and smile on her face.

She locked eyes with me, and then looked down at me, then back to my eyes.

“Wow, you’re a man now, aren’t you?”
“Uh, I…I guess,” I stammered stupidly.

“I wanted a man to dance with tonight, but there weren’t any there, just us ladies. Would you have danced with me if you were there tonight, Lenny?”
“Uh, oh, sure, but I’m not really a dancer.”

I was staring down at Oluchi’s breasts. Nipples were now protruding through her top and bra.

“Oh, dancing is easy, especially slow dancing. Dance with me nah.”
“OK, but I’m not very good.” Before I even finished my sentence, she put one arm around my neck, grabbed my left hand, and pulled me close. I put my right hand on her back, feeling her bra under her top. She pressed closer to me, and I could feel her breasts sticking into my chest, and smelled the alcohol on her breath. She laid her head against my neck as we slowly treaded in pace without music.

Oluchi put both of her hands on my back and hugged me as we moved. Her hands caressed my upper back and shoulders. My dick was pressing against her, and I wondered if she could feel it. She moved her hands down to my lower back, pulled me closer, thrust her hips forward slightly, and quietly moaned.

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I was practically ready to explode in my pants. With her being aggressive, I started thinking more of ways that I could take advantage of the situation and maybe get in a quick feel. I don’t know much about drinkers, but I was thinking that maybe she was too drunk to notice, or wouldn’t remember, if I got in a quick “accidental” feel. I moved my hand under her arm until my thumb was touching the side of her breast.

When she moaned I took it as an acknowledgement that she knew what I was doing, so I was already scared. I moved my hands down her spine and rested them on her lower back, just touching the top of her skirt. When I did this, Oluchi lowered her hands down onto my trousers, her fingertips tickling my ass.

At this point the spell was broken when Oluchi lost her balance again. I tried to hold her up, but I lost my balance, too. In slow motion, I fell back, and made a soft landing on the carpet, with Oluchi falling on top of me. Her cheek was resting on mine, and I could feel as well as hear her giggling. My hands were still on her back, except her top had risen up some and I was touching bare flesh above her skirt. Her knees rested on either side of me.

She was in no hurry to get up, laying on me and giggling. Even when she stopped giggling, she stayed on top of me. I was still hard, and her crotch was resting right on my erection. I could feel it pressing into her, and again I wondered if she noticed.

Oluchi finally lifted her head a little. She was smiling at me, her eyes six inches from mine. She was breathing heavily, and she just kept looking at me. It looked like she was ready to kiss me, and in any other situation I might have tried to kiss her. But she was still my mom’s best friend, and I was still a bit fearful of crossing a line, no matter what her condition. She straightened her elbows and remained perched over me. I looked down and her top was hanging open. I could see all of her white bra.

Her cleavage was falling out of her bra, and it was such a great sight that I didn’t care if she saw me looking or not. And she did see me looking, I’m sure, but said nothing. Her skirt had hiked up, and her naked thighs were wrapped around my hips, and her crotch was definitely resting on my hard on. She slowly rocked up and down, and subtly dry humped me. Her panties rubbed against my jeans as she let out a low moan, her eyes looking at me.

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I moved my hands to her bare waist, and then down to the back of her bare thighs. We stayed in this position for a while. I wanted to slide my hands under her skirt, or better yet up to her breasts, but I still wasn’t going to take that risk without more explicit approval.

Oluchi sat up, still straddling me. As she sat on top of me, I looked down at her panties under her hiked-up skirt. The panties were pulled tight around her p*ssy, and a little bunch pubic hair peeked out of one side. To my disappointment, she suddenly stood up. I thought it was over.

“I have to get my nightgown on,” she said to me, while walking towards the door. I thought that was her way of telling me to leave the room. But before I was even on my feet, she closed the bedroom door, crossed her arms, grabbed the edge of her top, and pulled it over her white bra.

She got it stuck on her head, and started to lose her balance again. This time I grabbed her by the waist and held her up. She finished pulling the garment off of her head, giggling momentarily, and then put her hands on my waist as I stared at her bra and her cleavage. This time, I slid my right hand up and grazed the size of her bra, feeling her nipple with my thumb.

Her bra cup was made of a silky fabric, and I was surprised how much it gave, and I got a quick, full-hand grab of her left breast. I moved my hands over her naked waist and back.
Her cleavage was staring me in the face, as her chest heaved up and down. There sure was plenty of cleavage hanging out the top of her bra.

While I still held her, Oluchi arched her back, reached behind herself, unhooked her bra, and slowly pulled the straps off of her shoulders. She was looking right at me, smiling, as she pulled her bra off and dropped it, allowing her big breasts to fall out and bounce once.

I stared at her beautiful orbs, black and round. They had just slight sag, but her hard nipples still stuck straight out. Her brownish-black areolas pointed each breast.

“Touch them,” she whispered. It was more of a request then a command. Now there was no turning back, and no reason to. I moved my hands up over her breasts. Oluchi smiled and moaned as I lifted and massaged them. I toyed with her nipples, and gently squeezed and jiggled both of her wonderful, heavy breasts.

…to be continued.
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