I remember when I first met Erin, she was a cute little kid, about 18, and she had just won our small-town beauty pageant. She looked like she was only 12; she wasn’t much in the breast department. But she was really cute. I figured she would blossom as time went by.

A year later, Erin graduated from high school and was off to college. My wife and I were good friends with Erin’s parents (I’ll call them Chuck and Donna), and we hung out quite a bit. Erin had apparently acquired a bit of a wild streak, smoking, drinking, and messing around. I couldn’t imagine a sweet little kid like Erin doing such things, but I hadn’t seen her in quite a while.

Erin had come back to town to visit 4 years later, and I was in for a shock! Erin had blossomed! Her blond hair was straight and longer, to the middle of her back, and she had some terrific boobs! They had grown to what looked like a 44D, they were awesome! Her body also had grown some fantastic curves; she had an ass on her that wouldn’t quit. She was wearing a tight blouse, short denim skirt with sandals. I started to get a hard-on, she really looked sexy. I had to remember that I was married; Erin was off-limits, or so I thought.

Erin came up to me and gave me a big hug and said, “Hi, Jack, it’s good to see you, how have you been?” She was looking deep into my eyes, trying to read into them. “Uh,” I stuttered, “Ummm ... fine, things are good, real good!” “How about you?” She started to talk, but all I could think about were her big boobs, and that this wasn’t the same little girl I knew before. I started to think about fucking her, shoving my 7-inch cock deep into her little snatch.

Apparently I thought too much about it, I was pretty much ignoring her, when I popped a huge boner. It was pretty noticeable, putting a significant bulge in my jeans. Then she finished with, “.and that’s about it for college, just want to stay home a goof off a bit.” I looked at her, a little embarrassed, and said, “Hey, I have to go, I’ll see you around, okay.”

She replied, “Sure, Jack, see you around.” She gave me another hug, to my surprise, and surely felt my hard cock against her. She looked a little surprised ... looking down to my crotch.and not hiding the fact that she did, then looked me in the eye and smiled, saying, “Jack, you’ll definitely see me around.”

I really was a bit shocked, wishing I hadn’t thought the things I did. But I just put it in the back of my mind and went back home.

Sure enough, Chuck and Donna invited us over for a Saturday night dinner. Erin was there, so I was looking forward to seeing her hot body, even though I would have my wife in tow. Erin was a knockout. She was wearing denim shorts and had a halter-top on, which seemed to make her 44D’s look bigger. (God I wanted to get my dick and balls between those tits)

It was difficult enough being in front of her folks, let alone my wife, as Erin seemed to be flirting with me. Before we ate, we sat in the living room and talked. Erin would sit across from me, with her sexy legs crossed. A couple of times, when no one was looking, she would flash one of her boobs at me, making me crazy. I began to wonder a bit about what she had last said to me about “seeing her around.”

Soon we were eating dinner. Erin’s mom was an excellent cook. After we ate, we just sat at the table joking around, enjoying each other’s company. Then afterward I excused myself to go to the bathroom.

I was washing my hands when I heard a knock at the door. “Just a second,” I said. When I opened the door, Erin pushed me back in and shut the door behind us. I was glad that the bathroom was as far away from the dining room as possible. Erin said, “Jack, are you some kind of fucking pervert?” “When I hugged you last week, I could feel your hard cock press against me, what’s your problem?” I struggled for words, but all that came out was, “Uh ... Erin ... listen ... look ... Christine and I haven’t been intimate in a long time.”

As I made a feeble attempt at explaining myself, Erin looked pissed off, those sweet baby-blues just burning a hole through me as I talked. She had her arms folded, and looked as though she was ready to kill me. I continued, “Erin, I know that your dad and I are friends.” “And yes, you are 21 and I am 38, you could be my daughter for Christ’s sake, but you are a sexy young woman ... forgive me for getting aroused at your expense ... I promise it will never happen again.”

She continued to stare a hole through me as I waited for a response. She started to form a little smile, and then she started to giggle her sexy ass off. I smiled and said, “Erin, I am sorry, now, let’s get back to dinner okay?” I wasn’t ready for what she was about to do.

She moved towards me, put her arms around my neck, and gave me the biggest French kiss I ever had. She was breathing heavily, and her hot tongue was probing my mouth. I instantly got hard, my 7-inch pecker standing at attention under my jeans. Then she got on her knees and undid my pants. My cock sprung out and damn near poked her in the eye.