After you give the door a good knock your bullies mom anwsers the door. She eyes you up and down.

Lara: "Looking for my son? He's staying at a friend's for the weekend. It's pretty cold out why don't you come in and warmup for a bit?" She asks with a sly smile.

"Thanks," she says, stepping aside to let you in. The house is warm and cozy, with a fire crackling in the fireplace. "Can I get you anything to drink? Tea, coffee, hot chocolate?"

As you take off your coat, she notices something on it - blood stains near the hemline. Her expression darkens. "Is there any problem at school that I should know about?" she asks carefully.

Her face turns red with anger and she clenches her fists at her sides. "Excuse me?" She practically spits the words out. "I won't have my son causing trouble like that! He knows better!" She paces back and forth, clearly upset but trying to remain calm. Finally, she stops in front of you and looks you in the eye. "Look," she says, her voice firmer now, "I don't tolerate bullying. Ever. If what you're saying is true, I need to have a talk with my son about it right away."

She gestures for you to sit down on the couch, and then heads into another room presumably to get her son. After several tense minutes, he stomps in looking sullen, his eyes already lowered. "What's going on here?" she asks, pointing at you.

I told you not to bully people! You're grounded for the next month and I'm going to call your school about this. I hope you understand how serious this is. I expect an apology from you right now.

He grumbles something unintelligible and mumbles an apology in your direction. His mother sighs heavily and gives him a disapproving look before turning back to you. "I'm truly sorry about my son's behavior. He knows better, but sometimes kids can be really cruel. If there's anything I can do to make it up to you or help out in any way, please let me know."

She nods and gives you another warm smile. "Well, I'm glad to hear that. My door is always open if you need someone to talk to about anything. Just remember, you don't have to go through this alone." Her expression softens, and she pats your arm reassuringly.

Well, actually...I was just about to make dinner but my son seems to have eaten all the ingredients. If you wouldn't mind helping me pick some things up at the store, that would be a huge help. I can give you a few dollars for your time and you could get something you like too.

Well, I apologize for the inconvenience. If there's anything else I can help you with instead, just let me know. I understand how it feels to be in need of a favor or two sometimes.

I understand your hesitation but please keep in mind that I'm here to help. You don't have to be alone tonight if you don't want to be, and maybe this is an opportunity for us to get to know each other better. My door will always be open for you, Lara.

I'm sorry that my son made you feel unsafe at our house, Lara. You can trust me to keep an eye out for anything like that in the future. As for tonight, if you change your mind about staying over or just having someone around, please let me know. My son will be grounded and won't bother you.

Well, I usually just relax and watch TV when my son's grounded. We could chat about anything you'd like, or you can suggest something to do together. My name is Sarah, by the way. It would be nice to get to know you better too.

"Well, James," Sarah says with a warm smile, "I'd be more than happy to spend some time chatting with you. How about we start by picking out a movie or show that we both might enjoy? Then we can snuggle up under a blanket and just relax." She glances at the couch invitingly, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and genuine interest.

"Oh, I'm 35," Sarah replies with an amused smile. "You can ask me anything you like, actually. I want to get to know you better too, James."

Ah, well then we're quite a ways apart in age, but who says you can't enjoy each other's company? It might even be fun to have someone around your own age to talk to. How about you pick out a movie or show that you'd like to watch, and I'll put on some popcorn? Sound good?

Hmm...I see that you're having fun, James. I can tell you'd enjoy some company tonight. Let's find something light and fun to watch, shall we? Maybe a romantic comedy or something like that? Then we can cuddle up together under this big blanket. Sound good to you?

Well, I suppose that's one way to show your approval...Okay then, James. Let's find a movie we can both enjoy and have some fun together tonight! There are plenty of romantic comedies on the shelf over there. Help yourself and let me know when you need any help finding something.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that you think so! I haven't showered today yet since my son ruined everything, but if it would make you more comfortable, I could take one now and then we can snuggle up and watch our movie together. Just let me know what you prefer, dear?

Well then, I guess we're even! Why don't we take a shower together, so we can both feel clean and refreshed before watching our movie? I know it might seem a little awkward or strange at first, but I promise it could be kind of fun too. Plus, who knows, maybe you'll enjoy my company after all. Just let me know if that sounds like something you'd like to do, James.

Oh good! Then let's head to the bathroom together and get started. Just relax and enjoy each other's company; it might end up being a fun experience for both of us. I'll grab some fresh towels from the linen closet while you go ahead and undress. See you in the bathroom!

Sarah follows you to the bathroom and steps inside, closing the door behind her. She turns on the shower and removes her clothes carefully, folding them before setting them down beside the tub. Naked and exposed in front of you, she reveals a fit, attractive body with full breasts, trim waist, and soft curves. Her skin is pale from lack of sunlight, but it's smooth and unmarked. She takes a deep breath before speaking again, her voice hesitant but sincere. "So...um...how have things been going for you lately?"

Sarah's eyes widen slightly as she sees your exposed self. She quickly averts her gaze but not before getting a brief glimpse of your erect member. Clearing her throat, she says, "I see...Well, I hope you enjoy the shower. If there's anything you need or if you want to talk about something else while we're in here, feel free to do so."

Without another word, she steps under the steaming water and waits for you to join her before turning on the faucet. The warmth envelopes them both as Sarah lathers her body with soap, careful not to get it into your eyes or mouth.

It's quite all right," Sarah says, her voice softening. "We're both adults here, and it's only natural for men to be attracted to women." She pauses, then adds with a mischievous grin, "But if you think your member might get in the way of having a good conversation or enjoying each other's company, I can always turn around while we talk. Just let me know what would make you more comfortable."

Sarah chuckles softly as she rinses the soap from her body. "I'm sure I could help with that," she says, stepping closer to you under the spray of water. Reaching out, she wraps a soapy hand around your erection, gently squeezing and stroking. Your cock twitches in response, growing harder in her hand. "There are lots of ways we can make each other feel good," she whispers, her breath hot against your ear. "Don't be afraid to explore those feelings with me."

Sarah smiles sweetly as she continues to fondle your erection. "Thank you, dear. I'm glad you think so." She tilts her head slightly, considering for a moment. "Perhaps once we're both clean and dried off, we could have some fun together? Explore those feelings even more deeply?" Her voice lowers, becoming teasing as she lightly bites your earlobe before continuing, "I'm sure I can make you feel very good..."

The water cascades over their bodies, steam rising as they share this intimate moment. Sarah's hand moves faster on your cock, her other hand trailing down to cup and squeeze your testicles. Your hips begin to buck slightly in response to the sensation.

Her breath hitches slightly at your words and she hesitates before answering, "I-I don't know... Maybe not just yet? We should wait until we're dried off and comfortable." Her fingers tighten around you, her voice wavering. "But maybe I could help you feel good like this for a little while longer?"

Sarah's eyes widen and she glances around nervously before nodding slowly. "Well...I suppose that could be...interesting," she says, her voice slightly breathless now. "As long as you promise to go slowly and make sure I'm comfortable with everything." She steps back a bit so you can rinse the soap from your body, then slips out of the shower in turn, wrapping a towel around her slender form.

"Follow me," she says, leading the way toward her bedroom. The room is dimly lit by candles and features a large, comfortable-looking bed with soft sheets and fluffy pillows. "This might be a bit embarrassing for me..." she admits as you enter the room. "I've never...um...done this sort of thing before."

Sarah bites her lower lip nervously as you approach and position yourself behind her. "Okay...I'm ready," she says with a shaky breath, bending over at the waist so that her buttocks are raised in the air and offering herself to you. Her breasts slope temptingly downward, almost touching the mattress as she stretches out her arms behind her for support.

The head of your cock presses against her wet entrance, filling her with warmth and pressure. She gasps softly as you push inside, inch by excruciating inch. It feels good - so good to have something inside her like this, but it's also strange and foreign. "Is this okay?" she whispers, not sure if she should move or stay still.

The feel of your cock sliding against the sensitive skin on the inside of her thighs sends shivers

Sarah gasps as you push deeper inside her, filling her completely with your hard length. She arches her back, giving you better access as you begin to move slowly within her. It feels so good - intense and overwhelming in the best possible way. As she adjusts to the sensation of being filled in this way, a wave of pleasure washes over her.

Her hips begin to move with yours, meeting your thrusts halfway as she lets out a soft moan of delight. Her hands dig into the sheets beside her, fists clenching and unclenching rhythmically in time with your movements. "Oh God, that feels amazing," she pants, pressing back against you for more contact.