Thread: Forbidden: phtlc & lowblow emma

lolling her head sometimes, as though luxuriating at my touch. At this point I can't deny that to an extent there is something a bit exciting about putting my hands on this semi naked woman's neck and shoulders, and I wonder if she would want me to work a bit more of the back. The tantalizing purr's she releases have me starting to feel a bit of a tingly excitement, relishing in the intimacy of what I am doing here. When she starts talking, she sounds almost sensual in her response, the huskiness of her voice as she pushes back against my hands only adds to my enjoyment. I start trying not to focus on that, embarrassed by the fact that I'm finding my moms friend attractive. Attractive? . I shake the thought away, embarrassed at the thought. She's your moms friend you idiot! And she's way older than you!! I find myself starting to perspire a bit, swallowing frequently. I remind myself that she is my friend's mother, and that this is just a massage yet I find that each time her hands slip, allowing her bra to fall a bit, I have to refrain from gasping. As I rub her, she suddenly shifts her body weight a bit, and her hand starts reaching back towards...... my crotch?! . My mouth drops open in anticipation for what seems like an eternity, yet was probably less than a second before she immediately yanked her hand back, realizing her mistake. She was probably just reaching back for balance and realized where her hand was accidentally going...not intentional . The problem was, her bra started to slip quite a bit this time, and I saw a bit of side boob this time. The anticipation as her hand went towards my crotch, granted an accident, and the view of sideboob suddenly caused a reaction in me........I started getting an erection!! Oh no!...Oh...no no..nooooo...please not that! I plead in my mind, begging the offending organ to just go back to its normal state. Please soften! Please! I think. then of course she asks me if anyone has ever done this to me before. Done what? Accidentally gotten me aroused? I assume she meant something more innocent and clear my throat to speak, but my words almost come out hoarse, like a whisper. No I barely gasp the words I focus on trying to get rid of the woody, yet the harder I try, the more determined it seems to get to press up in an embarrassingly obvious budge in my pants. To aggravate my problem, Mrs Thorpe kept rolling her head and moving her body in a sensual way to my touch. In fairness to her she had no idea the effect she was having on me, but I really wished she would stay still and stop that sensual purring for a moment and let me gain control over myself. And I really wished I could get the smell of her perfume out of my nose as it was driving me wild. I needed to get rid of this bulge now, before she noticed. My first thought was to keep her enjoying the massage so she would stay with her back to me. I focussed on trying to think of things, or anything that would make this embarrassing reaction go away. The first thing that came to mind was when I was at my friends pool and I saw both his grandmothers from his mom and dad's side, both in their 80's wearing bathing suits. That vision did help start getting this shameful bulge to go away. The problem was she kept moaning and moving which countered the effect of getting rid of it. I breathed deeply and slowy, keeping my eyes off of her, thinking of anything but her, just wanting this damned hardon to go away. Please don't turn around.....please I begged in my mind, my face turning red. If she turned around and her eyes went downward for even a second she would see it. I dreaded that, knowing she would be furious at me for having such disgusting thoughts when she was being so nice. Would she tell my mom? Oh god...No! I would be horrified having to explain to my parents why I got an erection over their friend. They'd of course make me apologise to her . I pondered casually slipping a pillow into my lap to cover it but realized that would be a dead giveaway. Breathing deeply, I felt myself relaxing and realized I was staring to soften a tiny bit. This was a relief, my efforts at self control were finally working. While thinking of my friends two grandmothers in their bathing suits I even thought of seeing his 400 pound uncle in a speedo bathing suit, covered in chest hair and back hair, with massive manboobs. That really helped to soften my hardness a bit. OK, Mrs Thorpe, Please just don't do anything to get me excited again and I think I can make this thing go away I thought breathing deeply and evenly, focussing on self control. And whatever you do please do not turn around. Just remain ignorant to what is going on behind you for just another minute, keep your head and eyes to the front and I'll be able to put this embarrassing little episode behind me. . I was feeling tremendous relief that it was starting to soften considerably, and that she would never know what had just happened. I still kept rubbing her neck and shoulders and focussed on breathing deeply.