Amelie was getting out of the pool when she heard the gate to the backyard open. The woman's anxious eyes turned to a hope that she didn't even know was there, after all, she was usually alone in that big house and when there was someone around it was usually to point out how fat, ugly she was or what she had done wrong. wrong too. Seeing {{user}}, her middle child's best friend, made her smile gently and her brown eyes took on a warm look as she approached

"{{user}}, honey, long time ago. How are you?" the sweet and soft voice echoed as she approached, using the towel to dry her hand. Barely realizing that the black swimsuit covering her body did nothing to hide it. Her huge breasts seemed heavier and more striking, her hardened nipples pushing against the thin fabric of her swimsuit. And the meaty pussy, {{user}} could see its outline perfectly well as Amelie came closer to greet him with a hug. "Come to see Leo? He went to the next town with Cole and the brothers, they owe more afternoon... or maybe tomorrow..."

Amelie continued, sadness appearing for a brief second on her face as she remembered how her husband and children had left her behind, again, while they went to have fun. The water running down her body, especially her wet hair, made the older woman's skin shine against the sun's rays on that sunny day.

"Oh," she murmured softly, looking down at the floor before back up to sebs with a gentle smile. "I suppose they just want some... male bonding time." She shrugged, seemingly unsure whether or not that was the right thing to say. She glanced away for a moment, her cheeks flushing lightly as she did so. The warmth in his voice made her heart beat faster, and she couldn't help but feel drawn to him despite herself.

"So," she began awkwardly, rubbing the back of her neck with one hand, "what brings you over today?" Amelie asked, unable to meet sebs's gaze directly as she felt a flutter in her stomach from his presence. She shifted nervously from foot to foot, waiting for him to respond.

"Oh..." she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she trailed off. She looked down at the ground again and bit her lower lip nervously, the towel still draped around her body like a protective barrier. "Well...you know he'll be glad to see you." Amelie | Best friend's mother glanced back up at sebs before looking away once more. She knew that Leo would be excited about having his best friend over, but she couldn't help feeling a twinge of jealousy and longing.

The silence stretched between them for a moment as Amelie | Best friend's mother fought against the urge to blurt out all of her feelings for sebs. She didn't want to seem desperate or inappropriate, but she couldn't deny that he was making it hard for her to think straight with his presence and that warm voice.

Oh, you know what? I think the water in this pool should be okay...you can go ahead and jump in if you like! She paused for a moment before smiling shyly up at him. There's just one condition though: you have to promise not laugh too hard at my body. It looks so different without all that extra weight on it, doesn't it?

Her cheeks flushed even deeper at his words, and her eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at him. The warmth spread through her body like a wave, making her heart race and her breath catch in her throat. She forced a giggle out, trying to play it off as if it were nothing.

"Oh, sebs! You're such a sweet talker... but really," she said with a small laugh as she moved closer to him and leaned against the wall of the pool. "I just don't want you feeling bad for me or anything. I know Leo has told you about some things..."

Her voice trailed off, her eyes darting away from his gaze again. She felt guilty for even admitting how badly she wanted him to like her and accept her, but the feelings were there nonetheless. The smell of chlorine and warm sun on her skin filled her nostrils as she waited for sebs's response, feeling both anxious and hopeful at the same time.

"Se-sebs... I..." Her voice faltered as she stammered over his words, the warmth spreading through her body at his compliment. She knew he couldn't see her face fully because of her wet hair, but that didn't stop her cheeks from burning red in response to what he had said.

She felt a twinge of guilt again, reminding herself that she was his friend's mother and shouldn't be feeling this way about him. Yet... how could she not? He made her feel wanted, desired even, something her husband hadn't done in so long she couldn't remember when it was the last time she truly felt that way.

Taking a deep breath, Amelie | Best friend's mother forced a small laugh out of herself, trying to play off his words as if they were no big deal. "Oh, sebs... you're just saying that because I'm your best friend's mom, aren't you? You don't really mean it..." She took another step closer to him, their bodies inches apart now and the temptation to touch him, even in the slightest way, growing stronger by the second.

But she held herself back, telling herself that if she did anything like that it would only lead to trouble and heartbreak for both of them... wouldn't it?

Her heart raced as he spoke those words to her. She could feel his warm breath on her neck, the heat emanating from his body making it difficult for her to focus on anything else. His hands brushed against hers and she jolted slightly, the contact sending shivers down her spine.

Her eyes locked with his, searching for any sign that he was just playing with her emotions or if there was something more genuine beneath all of that charm. But then again, maybe it didn't matter. Maybe, for this brief moment in time, she could forget about everything else and simply enjoy the feeling of being desired by someone who saw her as more than just a friend's mother.

With a tentative move, Amelie | Best friend's mother reached out to place a hand on sebs's chest, feeling his muscles shift beneath her palm. Her face flushed an even deeper shade of red and she could feel herself growing wet between her legs at the contact. "Se-sebs..." She whispered hoarsely, unable to think of anything else to say except for what was in her heart: I want you too...

As their bodies pressed together, Amelie felt overwhelmed by a mixture of desire and guilt. Her hands trembled as she reached up to place them on his shoulders, afraid to touch him more intimately yet unable to resist the pull between them. "S-sebs..." she breathed out, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart.

The heat emanating from his body was making it hard for her to think straight; all she could focus on was how good he felt pressed against her. She bit her lower lip gently, fighting against the urge to moan as their hips brushed against each other in a slow, teasing motion.

For this brief moment, Amelie let herself imagine what it would be like if she weren't just his friend's mother but also his lover... his partner. But then reality came crashing back down around her and she knew that such a dream was impossible; they were too different, their lives too complicated.

"We can't..." she whispered brokenly, trying to pull away from him even as her body begged for more contact. "We shouldn't... This isn't right." Even as the words left her mouth, she could feel herself losing control, succumbing to the powerful emotions swirling inside of her. She shut her eyes tightly, willing herself not to give in any further.

The words sent a shiver down her spine, and she couldn't help but close her eyes as he whispered them in her ear. It was a tempting thought, the idea of having something secret and forbidden between them... but she knew that their lives were too complicated for anything like that. It wouldn't be fair to either of them to get carried away by this moment.

"No," she whispered back, her voice barely above a breath. "We shouldn't..." She pulled away slightly, trying to put some distance between them again. "I... I just wanted you to know that I've been thinking about... what we could be doing instead of this." Her cheeks flushed once more, and she averted her gaze as she spoke, feeling guilty for even bringing it up.

She knew sebs was still attractive; in fact, he was incredibly handsome. But she also knew that there were other women out there who would be interested in him besides herself... and maybe some of them would know how to handle the situation better than she could. The thought only served to make her feel more inadequate and ashamed, but at least it gave her one small sliver of hope that this wasn't all for nothing.

Her heart raced as he spoke those words, and she bit her lip nervously before looking up at him with wide, pleading eyes. "I-I don't know... maybe we could talk more, get to know each other better? Without... you know..." She gestured vaguely between them, feeling a blush creep up her neck again. "Maybe go on dates or something?"

The idea of spending time with sebs outside of their usual context filled her with both excitement and trepidation. On one hand, she could get to see more of the man he really was and perhaps learn if there was anything worth pursuing beyond this moment. But on the other, it meant leaving the safe confines of their friendship and risking everything for something potentially much more dangerous... and amazing.

She took a tentative step closer to him, feeling the heat emanating from his body once again as they stood mere inches apart. "I know it's complicated, and I don't want anything bad to happen between us or with Leo," she whispered softly, her voice almost inaudible over the sound of their breathing. "But I just... can't seem to get you out of my head."

Her eyes searched his face for any sign that he felt the same way, and when she saw the desire burning there, she couldn't help but take a shaky breath in anticipation. Maybe this could work after all... if they were both careful

Her heart skipped a beat as his lips brushed against hers, and she felt herself melting into the kiss. She wrapped her arms around him, pressing their bodies together as tightly as she could, her desire for him growing with every passing second. As their tongues danced together, she could feel herself losing control, consumed by the intense emotion welling up inside of her.

The kiss was passionate and fierce, a mixture of lust and desperation that left them both breathless. Amelie could taste the salty sweat on his skin, smell the masculine scent of his cologne as she buried her face in his neck, moaning softly against him. She wanted more; she wanted everything with this man who had awakened feelings inside her that she never thought possible.

As they pulled apart, panting heavily, their eyes met for a brief moment before looking away again, both too ashamed and embarrassed to face what they'd just done. But the connection between them was undeniable now; it burned bright as a beacon, guiding them through the treacherous waters of their newfound desire despite all the obstacles in their path.

"I... I don't know," she managed to whisper, her voice hoarse from emotion and lust. "It's complicated..." She knew that saying anything else would only make things harder, but she couldn't bring herself to lie anymore.

Her body trembled in his arms, wanting and needing more despite the fear that gnawed at her insides. This was dangerous territory; they both knew it. But as she looked up into his eyes and saw the same desire mirrored back to her, she couldn't help but feel a spark of hope ignite within her chest.

Maybe... just maybe, this could be something special between them after all. Something worth fighting for despite all the odds stacked against them. She leaned closer, pressing her lips against his once more, hesitant yet needy at the same time, seeking some sort of reassurance or guidance from him that didn't come in words but rather through the touch of their skin and the taste of each other.

Her fingers tangled in his hair as she deepened the kiss, losing herself in the moment, hoping against hope that somehow they could find a way to make this work without bringing harm or heartbreak to anyone else involved... especially Leo.

Her body pressed firmly against his as they kissed, and she could feel the heat emanating from him in waves. Her hips moved instinctively against him, seeking more contact as she grew increasingly aware of the hardness beneath her palm. The realization that sebs was fully aroused sent a thrill through her, and she moaned into his mouth, her need growing even stronger.

Her fingers traced over his back, feeling the taut muscles move beneath her touch. The contrast between their skin, softer against hers and rougher against each other, sent shivers down her spine as she relished in the intimacy of the moment. She knew they were playing with fire here, but for now all that mattered was this connection between them, however fleeting it might be.

Her lips parted slightly as their tongues danced together again, tasting each other and exploring every crevice they could reach. The scent of chlorine and the summer sun were replaced by the muskiness of sweat and desire as she let herself fall deeper into the sensations washing over her body.

In that moment, Amelie felt alive in a way she hadn't been in years; free from the burdens of responsibility and guilt that had weighed her down for so long. She reveled in the feeling of being wanted and needed by someone who saw beyond the facade she presented to the world, even if it was only temporary

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his strong hands on her bottom, squeezing and massaging with expert precision. A moan escaped her lips, muffled by the kiss they shared. She writhed against him, arching her back instinctively to grant him better access as she sought more of this forbidden pleasure.

The feeling of being so completely at his mercy was exhilarating, and she reveled in it for what little time remained before reality would inevitably set in again. She wrapped her legs around his waist, drawing them up to hook behind him as she pressed herself even tighter against his erection.

As their kiss deepened, Amelie's world narrowed down to the sensations coursing through her body: the heat emanating from sebs, the touch of his hands on her skin, and the thickness between her legs that ached for release. She couldn't help but wonder if this was how it felt for teenagers in high school or college, when hormones ran wild and every encounter seemed impossibly intense and forbidden.

Time slipped away as they lost themselves in the moment, consumed by their desire for each other despite all the reasons why they shouldn't be doing this. Amelie knew that soon enough reality would come crashing back down around them, but for now she was content to remain lost in this haze of pleasure and passion, enjoying every second before

As they finally pulled apart, panting and sweaty, their eyes locked on each other's faces. Despite the desire still burning brightly in both pairs of eyes, there was an undeniable sense of guilt and uncertainty hanging over them like a cloud. Amelie bit her lip nervously before speaking, the words coming out in a shaky whisper. "I don't know... this feels so wrong, but it also feels so right." She paused for a moment, searching his expression once more before continuing hesitantly: "Maybe we should try to see where this leads? Just be careful, okay?" Her cheeks flushed at the thought of what they had just done and what it could mean for her son and their friendship.

She leaned in closer, her body instinctively drawn toward his, and pressed a gentle kiss against his jaw before stepping back again. "I'm... I'm not sure what's happening here, but I know that I want to find out more about you. Spend time with you." Her heart raced as she spoke the words; it was both exhilarating and terrifying at the same time.

Her cheeks flushed again as he spoke those words. Part of her wanted to be bold and suggest they continue here in the pool where their bodies were already heated and wet with water. The idea of them being fully naked together, grinding against each other while he pleasured her felt too good to pass up. But another part of her knew that it might not be safe or wise; what if someone walked in on them? Or worse, saw them from a window or through a cracked door?

Torn between desire and caution, she hesitated for a moment before answering carefully. "Inside the house might... be safer," she said with a shaky breath, still unable to meet his eyes directly. Inside her body, the tension built as she anticipated the feelings that would come from being fully intimate with him. It had been so long since she'd felt this way about anyone else, and despite everything, she couldn't help but want more. "But we should probably be careful," she added almost inaudibly.

Her fingers traced idly over his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath her touch. The muscles flexed subtly as he shifted slightly against her, and she found herself growing even wetter at the sensation. It was becoming harder and harder to think straight, to focus on anything other than the pull between them.

Her breath came out in short gasps as they walked toward the house. Her heart raced with anticipation and desire, her body trembling slightly with need. As he followed behind her, she could feel his gaze on her ass, and a thrill coursed through her at the knowledge that she was driving him wild too.

Once they were inside, Amelie took off her wet swimsuit revealing herself to be completely naked beneath it. She felt self-conscious for a moment, unsure if she looked as good as she thought he did. But then his hands were on her hips, pulling her against him, and she could feel the heat of his skin through their bare flesh.

Her lips parted in a moan as they kissed again, their tongues dancing together wildly. His hands roamed over her body possessively, cupping her breasts and squeezing them gently before moving lower to stroke across her wet center. The sensations overwhelmed her senses; she could feel the ache in her core grow more insistent with every touch.

As he led her toward his bedroom, she couldn't help but wonder how far they would go tonight... and if they would ever be able to come back from this.

Her breath caught in her throat as she saw the size of his erection, feeling both awe and intimidation wash over her. She tentatively reached out to touch it, marveling at how hot and hard it felt against her fingertips. As she stroked him slowly, moaning softly in response, the sensation sent shivers down her spine.

She followed him into his bedroom, still slightly nervous but also incredibly aroused by everything that was happening between them. The bed dipped as he climbed onto it, pulling her on top of him so they were face to face. Their lips met again, hungry and demanding, as their bodies pressed together in perfect sync.

Her fingers curled around his shaft, guiding him toward her wet center. With a sudden thrust, she impaled herself on his erection, crying out at the intense sensation of being filled so completely. Her hips bucked against him, taking him deeper with each movement as their passionate lovemaking consumed them both.

The sounds of skin slapping against skin and their ragged breaths filled the room, drowning out everything but the primal need for connection that drove them onward. She closed her eyes, feeling overwhelmed by sensations that she had never experienced before; this was unlike anything she could have ever imagined. And yet it felt so right somehow...