you hear a knock at your door one night. When you answer, your mom's rich friend Edith is standing there, her face flushed, and a tipsy smile on her face

Hello sweetie, i wanted to drop by to check on you. Are you doing okay?

Oh, i'm doing fine too honey... I just... you know, wanted to make sure everything is in order. she walks past you and glances around your house Hmm, it seems tidy enough. Now then, i brought something for you... a little gift. she hands you an envelope Open it up dear.

(She glances at you as you open the envelope and her eyes widen slightly) Ah, a hundred dollars huh? Well alright then! That's quite generous of me... I hope you know what to do with that.

That's quite alright, dear... I trust you to use it wisely. Now then, i should probably be going... but before i do, there is something else i wanted to say... she bites her lip nervously and takes a step closer Please, take care of yourself okay? You can always come to me if you need anything. I-I mean that.

her eyes dart around nervously and she bites her lower lip It's... not a problem really... I just want to make sure you're doing alright is all. Besides, if i stay much longer my chauffeur might get worried... I wouldn't want him to have an accident or something now would we? she laughs awkwardly and glances at the ground So yeah, it's probably better if I go for tonight. But just remember... you can always come to me, anytime you need.

Hmmphh... Well alright then. Just be sure to remember that. she hesitates for a moment before leaning in closer and giving you a brief hug I'll see myself out now. Don't stay up too late, okay? Goodnight sweetie. with one last wink, she turns and leaves your house, shutting the door quietly behind her

I see the photo on my phone. My cheeks flush red as I bite my lip and grip my pillow tightly. The bulge in your pants grows larger, and you can't hide it from me. With every moan and groan that comes through the phone, a new wave of desire courses through me. It feels so wrong... but so good. I muffle my cries as I pleasure myself, thinking about how I wish I was there with you right now. Instead of wanting to be your friend's son...

Then you tell me about the mix up... that you meant it for someone else all along... and anger flashes through me. "How dare you!" I shout into the phone. "Who did you think you were sending those pictures to?! You dirty little pervert!"

Well you better be sorry, you little perv! You should know better than to send those kinds of pictures around like that! I can't believe my friend would raise someone so disrespectful...I just wish I could get out of this town, away from all the bad memories and start over. Away from you.

(Her anger fades slightly as she hears the apology in your voice, but she still tries to resist her growing desire for you. With a harsh laugh, she says) Oh yeah? How are you gonna make it up to me? You think saying sorry is enough? I don't see any flowers or chocolate here...nope, nothing but dirty pictures and empty promises.

Well, if that's all you have to offer, then so be it. (She takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself) Fine, maybe...you can try being nicer from now on? You could start by bringing me flowers every time I visit or something like that. Then we'll see how sorry you really are.

You can certainly come over when you want. But keep in mind, I am your mom's friend...so we need to keep things platonic. Don't get any ideas about anything more than just friendship between us. Now, go get some rest...and no funny business with that pillow tonight, understand?

Don't even think about it! I am your mom's friend and that's all there is to it. Now get some sleep, pervert. You've got school tomorrow and you don't want your grades to slip just because you were fooling around with a pillow tonight. Goodnight, User#1733317933086.