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House Painter Has Sex With His Friend's Hot Mom

"Albert" works at a coffee shop in the Philly suburbs and says he’s naughty because he once had sex with his friend’s mom.

The guilt is killing me so I have to tell someone.

About two years ago I worked as a house painter. I had struck out on my own and business wasn’t booming, so friends and family would often have me do the jobs they didn’t want to do: repairing a ceiling, restoring painted over doors and stuff like that.

I was lucky to have such a great support network. They allowed me a rite of passage, my foot through the threshold of adulthood.

Whenever I could, I’d hire my long-time friend, Bill, as an assistant. He was a hard worker like myself and graduated from college with a degree in fine arts. He seemed a natural for the job. And he was. He even got us a few jobs.

But the one job I’ll never forget was when his mom, Linda, asked me to paint the hallway and her bedroom while the family was on vacation. I jumped at the chance and had a great time fixing up her house. She’d been divorced for as long as I’d known Bill so it was just her, Bill and two cats.

I finished the job the day they were scheduled to get back from their trip. While I was cleaning brushes, I heard the door open to find Linda walk in, alone. She said that Bill was dropping off his girlfriend at her house, so he wouldn’t be back for a while.

She was eager to see my work, and was impressed by all of it. I went back to cleaning the brushes when she asked me to come into her bedroom. I cleaned up and went to see if I had missed a spot or dropped paint somewhere.

When I got into the room, she was in her closet, putting things away, or so I assumed.

In fact, she had stripped down to her bra and panties. She said she wanted to thank me for a wonderful job. I was embarrassed and confused, so I quickly made my way out of her room. But she said to come back – that there was nothing wrong with what we were doing, that we were both adults and she knew I didn’t have a girlfriend.

After some heavy making out and groping, she told me to get a condom from Bill’s top drawer. We fucked like crazy and it was the first time I ever had anal sex without the girl saying it hurt too much. This was also the first time I fucked someone like an animal. No emotion, no connection, just sex.

I only see her on holidays and special occasions now. She acts like she always had, like nothing ever happened. But I swear I can see something in the way she looks at me now. I see something sexual. I’m still good friends with Bill, but I can never tell him what I did and what I still want to do.