I don't know how it started except that one night I had wet dream about her and since then she was all I wanted. My Dad took off one day and she never heard from him again until she got his divorce papers. She was 45, always dressed conservatively, and acted prim and proper. To look at her you would think she was the All American Mom. Underneath her stoic veneer was a tall woman of 5'10".She had naturally large full breasts that could not be played down.In some she would tie me up and sexually torture me until I became her sex slave.I would also make suggestions and give her story ideas, which she would love.When I would do something nice for her she would say things like "how she wished she had a man like me".
Since we only had each other, she began to depend on me more and more to be the man of the house.She also had a full, slightly heavy, hourglass figure.She also liked to put on a lot of makeup and perfume.Little by little I was able to get her into private conversations. One night I asked her why she liked younger guys on the chat site.I guess she had grown to trust me because she told me they reminded her of her son.