The rough groping of Loryn's breasts continues and Loryn is strongly tempted to let it continue. He's obviously very good at what he does and he moves and manipulate her breasts like an expert. But soon something changes, and the exploration of her breasts changes from sexual stimulation to honest exploration.
A light turns on as he gets a closer look. Loryn sees a young man about Jennifer's age if a bit older. Handsome, he looks Caucasian and very well toned given that his shirt is off. He looks more confused then anything.
"I thought so. You're Jennifer's mom, aren't you?" he asks, the larger rack giving away that she wasn't Jennifer.
Loryn nods, a little flushed, "Yes, I found the note. Care to tell me what is going on?"
He looks like a bit of wind has come out of his sails, but eternally hopeful he doesn't remove his hands. Maybe he recognized that flushed look but instead he just keep moving them if slowly.
"A thing some of the jocks started at school," he confesses, "If you have turned 18, pass a minimum hotness, and know the right people you can get on a list. This list is in a computer program, occasionally it sends out 2 emails. You print it off, be at the address at the time shown. . ."
"Casual sex with someone you don't know. Or at least, can't tell who it is right away."
"Unless you chip in a few bucks to maintain the computer involved, then you can find out who it is just before. Your breasts are bigger then Jennifer's." the young man replies.
"Do you at least use condoms?"
"If they ask."
"Take my advise, just use condoms every time. That's how I had Jennifer."
"Alright. So does that mean you won't tell anyone?"
Loryn considers, and knows in her heart of hearts that she should stop this. But his hands, those wonderful hands. . .
"Would I pass the minimum hotness needed?"
"By a long shot."
"Alright, then I won't talk- on 3 conditions. One- the boys always use condoms from here on. Two- add me to the list. Three- turn off the lights and fuck me like you still think I'm Jennifer." |