Young Man's Secret Crush on Best Friend's Mother Leads to Unexpected Confession

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My name is Simon, I am 20, and some weeks ago I had one of the best experiences of my life.
I live with my father in small village together with many other families. Most of us live here since many years, so we know each other quite well.
But with no doubt I do have a best friend, Alex. Though I am slightly older than him, we basically grew up together and spent lots of time playing and having fun. I have many special memories of the two of us, from the time of our childhood up until now.
I think he is a good, honest and reliable person, someone I know I can always count on.
But what I like the most about him is… his mother!
Oh boy, I don't know how many times I jerked off thinking about his mother Laura.

I really don't understand how his father John can resist staying away for work even for two or three weeks knowing that he leaves such a beautiful and sexy woman at home, alone.
I bet they spend hours in the bedroom when he comes home, to catch up on lost time.

Alex has a younger sister, Isabel, who is in her teenage years. I have to admit she is a wonderful girl now, she developed all the right curves to get every men's attention, but she is too young for me.
I always loved mature women, ever since I had my first sexual fantasies. I picture myself being the sex toy of all the attractive women I met in their forties, and Laura is at the top of my personal list; I find her always elegant and classy, with perfect make-up and hair, a special attention to the details, and of course a gorgeous body: big tits and long sexy legs with thin ankles, the combination that blows me away!

One big luck I have is that from the window of my room I can see the backyard of her house: she loves sunbathing and I love watching her in her tiny bikinis. I think she never realized I can see her, because when she is alone, every now and then she takes off the top of her bikini, showing me her spectacular, large tits. Recently I also bought a new camera, so I can zoom in and enjoy every inch of her body.
I jerk off to powerful orgasms thinking about being next to her, massaging her body, squeezing her boobs and sucking her nipples. I would then kiss her back, from her shoulders down to her ass, give a gentle bite to her butt cheeks, then down to her feet, and then…
Oh God, I always get so carried away, one day or another I will take some pictures, even though it would be quite risky… I feel a bit guilty about this with my friend Alex, and with Laura too, but I can't help it, that woman turns me on. A lot.
I wonder what would she think of me if she got to know I spy on her. Would she be worried about it? Would she just laugh? Then the summer heat made the craziest idea pop up in my head: what if I go there and tell her about my weird habit? I am well aware that the consequences may be devastating, first of all towards my friendship with Alex and the whole family.
Not to mention the gossip in the neighborhood...

But the context was somehow in my favor: John, as always, was out for work, Alex had taken Isabel to the seaside for some days, and Laura was home alone. Worst case, I would have begged her to keep the secret for herself, hoping that she could just forget my words and let it go.

So after lunch I took courage and went to her house. I rang that bell a million other times before, but in that moment it was damn heavy.
"Yes?"
"H-Hi Laura, it's Simon"
"Oh, hi Simon, everything ok?"
"Everything is fine… Can I come in for a second?"
"Sure, come on in!"

It's just ten meters from the gate to the entrance door, but I was so tense it seemed like a kilometer to me.
I entered the living room, but Laura wasn't there. I heard her voice coming from upstairs, probably the bathroom: "Be there in a minute!"
I sat down and looked at the spiral staircase, telling myself I was still in time to pretend I was there just for a coffee, without disclosing any feelings. But as the shape of her slim, smooth legs appeared to my eyes, I realized I couldn't pretend anything: her natural charming attitude was outstanding even when walking down a wooden staircase in her bare feet. And I was glad to see she was dressed only in her white bathrobe.

"You were lucky I heard the bell, I was taking a shower".
"Definitely lucky" I whispered, staring at her beauty. Honestly I was quite surprised to see how nonchalantly she was walking around in the kitchen wearing little more than a towel: ok, there is confidence, as she basically knows me since I was born, in fact she wasn't showing any kind of embarrassment, and I was loving that. I started to feel a certain arousal, but I was hoping my cock managed to stay quiet.

"Something to drink?"
"That would be lovely, it's quite hot today"
"You said it! I don't even think about drying my hair!" she smiled.
"So what's up, Simon?"
"Uh, actually nothing special… I-I took a break from studying and just thought to come here and say hallo, I know you are here alone these days"
"How sweet of you!", but from the look in her eyes I knew she didn't buy it.
"Are you sure you came here just to say hallo? It seems to me you need to confess something…" she said, with an investigative look.
"Well, more ore less" I replied.
"Something about women?"
"Well… yes…" I admitted.
"I knew it! Don't forget I could be you mother, Simon, and mothers always know!" she laughed. Then she came sitting next to me, put a hand on my arm and in a comforting voice she said: "But I can also be a friend to you, and if you need any advice or opinion, don't be ashamed to ask. Getting wiser is the only advantage of growing older!"

As she leaned forward to me, I had to fight hard not to look at her cleavage. I felt I was starting to have an erection, and despite the air conditioning, I was sweating.

"Well there is this girl, I really like, but I don't know how to tell her I'm attracted" I started.
"Tell me something more about her..."
"I always liked her, both physically and as a person. She is smart, charming and classy, and her body is just amazing…"
"Do you like curvy women?" she smirked.
"Oh, I love curvy women!" I smiled, and gave a quick look at her tits. She definitely noticed that, and provocatively asked "Curvy like me?".

Laura took me by surprise, I didn't see that question coming.
"W-well… yes… I mean, I think you're gorgeous", I said blushing.
"That's kind of you. Have you ever been intimate with this girl?"
"No, I haven't… but I would love to."

Then she got serious. Our faces were now only a few inches away from each other, her hand on my leg. She was staring at me but I couldn't hold it, I was hypnotized by her soft lips moving as she talked to me. I would have a killed for a kiss.
"Does she live far from you?"
"No, actually she is quite close to here"
"So, why don't you just go there and talk to her?"
I was totally at her mercy, incapable of driving the dialogue. Without asking anything, she was making me tell everything.
"I guess that could be an idea..."
"How old is this girl? Is she your age?"
"Actually, she is… she is older than me"
I was feeling like a boxer in a corner, waiting for the next punch.

"Oh really? Let's say… older like me?"
My heart was bumping in my chest, I felt there was no point in lying any further, it was time for me to tell the truth. In

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