My Mum is a manager of a company and she is also close friends with one of her empolyees. They are both the same age (40 and I am 17) and my mum often invites her and her family over our house for parties and such. The woman isn't british like us and so she has an awesome accent.
When they came over for the first time I met her husband and their 3 year old son. I wasn't expecting it one bit, but the husband was one of the hottest men I have ever seen and I literally had to fight the urge to rip his clothes off. I didn't know what was wrong with me because he was at least 36 (He is younger than his wife) and I never usually go for guys that much older than me, he was old enough to be my dad. But here I was literally wanting to rape him. As soon as he opened his mouth I realised he had the same accent as his wife which only made him hotter.
I avoided him for the rest of the night, not trusting myself not to do something awful and hid away in my room where I couldn't stop thinking about him, and dare I admit it, I ended up having to solve the problem he had unintentionally caused.
He came over recently for some get together my mother was having and like always I came in and said hello, offered drinks, served any asked for and then returned to my room. But as I was thinking things through I realised whenever I've spoken to him or been in the same room as him he's avoided eye contact with me quite a lot. Yet he makes clear solid eye contact with everyone else in the room so he's not shy. I tried not to think anything of it but I couldn't help but wonder if, actually I gave him one of those "I really wanna fuck your brains out right now" looks which made him uncomfortable or something.
Anyways, later that night I decided to take a shower. It was my house, late and I needed one. Even though we still had guests the bathroom had a door and everyone was down stairs anyways.
Once I was out I wrapped a towel around me and started doing my hair when the door opened and I turned around to see him stood there. I froze, I was still wet and in a TINY towel (because I couldn't find a proper size one) in front of him. And now I was also horny. He froze too and just stared for several seconds. I debated about dropping my towel (because I was in one of those moods) but as I was about to he apologised and quickly shut the door. I sighed and soon left to see he had disappeared and must've gone back downstairs again.
I spent the rest of the night in my room, admittedly touching myself to thought of what could've happened if I'd dropped the towel.
My attraction for him is completely unhealthy. He is married, has a beautiful family, his son is adorable and he's hitting forty near enough. And I'm just some hormone crazed 17 year old girl with a stupid teenage crush. I just can't believe I'd be willing to do that.
When they came over for the first time I met her husband and their 3 year old son. I wasn't expecting it one bit, but the husband was one of the hottest men I have ever seen and I literally had to fight the urge to rip his clothes off. I didn't know what was wrong with me because he was at least 36 (He is younger than his wife) and I never usually go for guys that much older than me, he was old enough to be my dad. But here I was literally wanting to rape him. As soon as he opened his mouth I realised he had the same accent as his wife which only made him hotter.
I avoided him for the rest of the night, not trusting myself not to do something awful and hid away in my room where I couldn't stop thinking about him, and dare I admit it, I ended up having to solve the problem he had unintentionally caused.
He came over recently for some get together my mother was having and like always I came in and said hello, offered drinks, served any asked for and then returned to my room. But as I was thinking things through I realised whenever I've spoken to him or been in the same room as him he's avoided eye contact with me quite a lot. Yet he makes clear solid eye contact with everyone else in the room so he's not shy. I tried not to think anything of it but I couldn't help but wonder if, actually I gave him one of those "I really wanna fuck your brains out right now" looks which made him uncomfortable or something.
Anyways, later that night I decided to take a shower. It was my house, late and I needed one. Even though we still had guests the bathroom had a door and everyone was down stairs anyways.
Once I was out I wrapped a towel around me and started doing my hair when the door opened and I turned around to see him stood there. I froze, I was still wet and in a TINY towel (because I couldn't find a proper size one) in front of him. And now I was also horny. He froze too and just stared for several seconds. I debated about dropping my towel (because I was in one of those moods) but as I was about to he apologised and quickly shut the door. I sighed and soon left to see he had disappeared and must've gone back downstairs again.
I spent the rest of the night in my room, admittedly touching myself to thought of what could've happened if I'd dropped the towel.
My attraction for him is completely unhealthy. He is married, has a beautiful family, his son is adorable and he's hitting forty near enough. And I'm just some hormone crazed 17 year old girl with a stupid teenage crush. I just can't believe I'd be willing to do that.
