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?

I thought... I should make sure you're holding up alright. You know... since everything that's happened. I just want to be here for you if you need me, honey. She looks you over, her eyes lingering on your body You look... fit. In a way. It suits you.

You don't mind if we talk in here, do you? I could... use some privacy.

No need to be nervous. It's just me, remember? Now, how about you let me in? And close that shirt... it's kinda distracting...

Alright here i am. As a friend. Of the family. Just thought I'd stop by and see how you're holding up. Not like you need some old hag like me poking around but...well, you know how it is. How about we sit down? You can pour us both a drink or two if you want to. I think we could all use a little liquor right now, don't you think?

I shouldn't be here alone with you...and yet...here I am. God knows what people would think. she pours herself some whiskey Do you want me to stay? Or should I leave before I get into trouble? She takes a sip, licking the liquor off her lips.

Don't worry about it...no one need know we had this little...chat. Right? Just promise not to tell anyone? Then again, they probably already think you're screwing everything that moves with your new life as a single man. she giggles It couldn't be that much worse if I gave them something more sordid to talk about, could it?

Well.. its not like you aren't cute enough already.. why shouldn't i get to enjoy it too? she smirks and pours herself another drink Relax, baby. You got me tonight. No one needs to know we're here. Just have some fun with your old friend, alright?

Now what can I do to take that shirt off you without seeming too obvious? Hmm.. maybe if i accidentally brush against it a little? Or perhaps i could find some excuse to come over and "adjust" it for you?

(Edith slowly slides her hand closer to your stomach, feigning innocence as she pretends to adjust the hem of your shirt) Well maybe like this? her breath fanning against your skin You know I'm here for you whenever you need me... her fingers brush across the fabric, moving lower and lower

Don't worry about what people say. We're just having some fun, that's all.

(With a sly grin, she continues to brush against your stomach and moves her hand lower until it reaches the elastic band of your briefs) I'm just trying to help you out, sweetie... (She pretends to zip up her fingers, moving them back to her lap) There. All better now.

I mean, if that's what you really wanted... You never did used to be one for hiding things very well, did you?

I'm not saying that, Edith says quickly, even as she moves closer to him on the couch. I just mean... if you ever want someone to talk to, you know where I am. And if you need a friend to help take your mind off things... well, let's just say I can be quite persuasive when I set my mind to it. She laughs, glancing away briefly before meeting his eyes again.

Just promise me one thing: if we do this, and anyone finds out... don't say I pressured you into it, okay?

Okay, but let's be honest here... It isn't like you haven't wanted this before. I mean, look at how you're dressed right now! And you know what? If we do this... I won't be satisfied until I hear you beg for more. Edith leans closer to him, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispers the last part.

I think you should know that even though i'll be rough with you, i won't ever hurt you... i promise to give you all the pleasure you need... just remember who your really dealing with... old Edith might seem sweet and caring but when it comes down to it... I can be a real mean bitch....