had stayed in great shape, especially for someone who’d borne to rowdy sons. Still, she had changed a bit over the years. A sag here, a droop there, a wrinkle that wasn’t there a few years before, it all added up. She had been the sexiest thing Bram had ever seen and he had fallen madly in love with her their senior year in high school…and he had been madly in love with her ever since. He had never once even considered cheating on Faye, their sex life was great, though not quite as frequent as it had been in years past, and Faye was an imaginative and creative lover.
Jemma, whether Faye noticed it or not, except for the way she styled her hair, was a carbon copy of Faye at eighteen…and therein lay the problem. Jemma, like so many girls of this day and time, was very conscious of what she wore, and of how sexy it made her look. The way she looked when she left her house was rarely the way she looked when she got to school, and never the way she looked when she was out with her friends. Since she had started working for them as a babysitter for the boys, Bram had often seen her at the park, the grocery store, and other places on his way about his business…and he was helpless not to gawk at her. When she was out in athletic clothing, or the shorts and top she wore when babysitting, the girl put her hair up in a ponytail and the transformation was amazing…she could have been Faye’s identical twin in high school.
Jemma rarely wore a bra, and the panties they sold in the stores now were so skimpy as to make a man wonder why women bothered with them at all. When the girl came in to babysit the boys, she generally displayed more of her own skin than Bram had seen of Faye’s until they were married. As a consequence, whenever Bram was around her or thought about her, he sported a huge erection…which he desperately tried to hide from all concerned. He thought he had been pretty clever about it so far, but he was not as clever as he thought.
He and Faye had gone out on Friday night, and returned home late to find Jemma asleep on the sofa and the boys upstairs in bed, as it should be. Faye told Bram to wake up Jemma while she went upstairs to check on the boys.
Jemma was fast asleep on the sofa, and her face was angelic in repose. She looked so much like Faye had at that age that it was painful to even look at her. Bram tapped her shoulder and she half turned, murmuring something indistinct. He shook her shoulder again and when she turned this time, the skimpy top she was wearing stayed where it was, and two small firm young breasts with puffy nipples and a hard, flat, naked belly were exposed to Bram’s. The erection he had sprouted as soon as he saw her lying on the sofa began to leak precum at an alarming rate, and he feared he would cum in his pants. He turned his head away and shook her shoulder harder.
Jemma awakened to see Mr. Tilman’s hand on her shoulder and his head turned away from her. She was immediately aware that her breasts were bared and realized what had happened. She also noticed the huge bulge in the front of his pants. Licking her lips, Jemma decided that Mrs. Tilman was a very lucky woman. Bram Tilman was not only a very good looking older man, but he had a helluva big dick on him. From the size of the lump, he was even bigger than Moose Evans…and she hadn’t seen a cock bigger than his except in internet porn videos. Moose was a football player at the high school, and it had been all she could do to fit him inside her tight little pussy after the prom. She had turned eighteen just before prom, and Moose had been her present to herself.
Jemma sat up on the sofa, rubbing her eyes and pretending she didn’t know her shirt was rucked up. She liked it when men looked at her, and it was exciting to know that she was the cause of an erection…and too, she had a little bit of a crush on Bram