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My story began the summer between my senior year in high school and my first year of college. I was glad to be out of high school because I wasn't exactly Mr. Popular. Girls didn't go for me, I never dated, and spent a lot of my private time jerking off about the pretty girls who would never give me the time of day. There was one girl who I liked more than the others, and she wasn't a girl, she was a woman. Her name was Lynne and she was my friend's mom. A lot of people would think I was a sick pervert for having the hots for my friend's mom, but after describing her you'll understand. She was 34-years-old (my friend was born when she was 17) which made her exactly seventeen years older than me since I was 18 at the time, she had short sandy blonde hair, beautiful brown eyes, and well toned athletic, sexy body. She had been a star of my masturbation fantasies for years, but my last summer at home, she would learn the truth in the most embarrassing way. I had spent the night over at my friend's place one Friday night, and when I woke up everybody was out of the house in the morning doing errands. They left me alone in the house to sleep in, but I ended up waking up early. As I was walking through the house, I had my daily dose of morning wood, that morning erection that men get. I saw a gorgeous picture of Lynne on one of the tables, nothing dirty or erotic, just a picture of her where I thought she looked very good. Knowing nobody was home, I took the picture off the table and went to the bathroom for a morning jerk off session. Since I was in somebody else's house, I wanted to make sure I knew when somebody got home so I left the bathroom door slightly open so I could pull my pants up and put the picture back if I heard anybody. So here I am in the bathroom, picture of Lynne in my left hand, stiff cock in my right. I'm jerking off looking at this picture imagining the most wonderful things about Lynne. I'm getting into it so I close my eyes and imagine her and I am engaging in all sorts of sex acts. Every once in a while, I'll softly moan out her name 'oh Lynne'. As I get more excited, the pace of my hand quickens and I continue to whisper out Lynne's name until I release a shuddering orgasm and cum into the toilet. It's a wonderful feeling! My feeling of pleasure quickly turns to embarrassment when I open my eyes and see none other than Lynne standing there with her arms crossed watching. I looked down with embarrassment and start to get a bit hysterical. Lynne has to talk to calm me down. She tells me it's ok. She says I should clean up and come downstairs because we need to talk. I do so, and slowly make my way downstairs. I'm in no hurry for an ass chewing so I take my time. I sit down and Lynne and I have a long talk about things. She tells me not to be ashamed. Masturbation is OK and is a normal activity. She was flattered that a young man thought of her like that. She said that it was ok to jerk off in her house. I learned that the next weekend I was over there. Every other weekend, my friend spends it with his dad. That was part of the divorce/custody settlement Lynne had with her ex. The next Friday I stopped by the house and Lynne and I talked for a while. She noticed that I kept looking at the mail (since there was her current issue of a popular magazine) and she asked me what I was looking at. I told her, so she took the magazine out of the pile and slid it across the table to me and asked me flat out if I jerk off to the pictures of women in it. I told her I jerk off to a lot of magazines, this one being one of many. Lynne told me it's ok to do it, so I picked up the mag and stood up. Lynne asked me where I was going and I told her the bathroom. She asked why, she then told me I could do it in the house anywhere, but had to follow three rules: (1) It was our little secret (2) There was no touching between us (3) No cumming on the rugs or carpets. I told her I was surprised at what she said and she asked why. Lynne said 'It's not like I haven't seen you jerk off before.' Nervously at first, I had the mag in front of me, and unbuttoned my pants and slid them down to my ankles. Nerves kept me soft at first, but once I got over the jitters and stiffened up really quick. I ended up jerking off in front of Lynne, this time looking into her eyes and back to the magazine. I loved every minute of it. On that occasion I shot my load right on the kitchen floor. This arrangement continued throughout the summer on odd weekends when my friend wasn't around.

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