Rate this story I’m 38 now, but I often think of an experience I had in 1981 when I was 16. My friend’s mother was an absolute knockout. Mrs. M was about 5’6″, 110, with jet black hair, beautiful 36DD tits, and an ass that would make J-Lo jealous. She was super nice and I had been drooling over her since I was 13. As I pulled into her driveway late one afternoon, I had no idea I was to soon have a ‘rendezvous with destiny.’ I parked the car and rang the doorbell. My friend did not answer, but...
