Her hair was wet, and her skin was glistening with moisture from the shower she had just taken. Her body was amazing, and Oliver's eyes were immediately drawn to her cleavage, which was exposed by the way the towel was tucked in above her large breasts. She had long, toned legs, and her hips were wide and curvy. Overall, her figure was very appealing to him.
Linda blinked at the sight of this young man in her bedroom. She wasn't expecting him at all. In fact, she wasn't expecting anyone except her daughter. So the sight of someone else in her bedroom while she wore nothing more than a towel caught her by surprise.
"Ah!" she gasped, pulling her towel tighter around her chest. "Brenda! Who is this?"
"Mom, this is Oliver. The guy I told you about." Brenda introduced the handsome boy. Then she turned to him and said, "This is my mother, Linda."
Oliver didn't respond right away. He was too busy staring at Linda's body to notice that they were talking to him.
"Um, Oliver?" Brenda snapped her fingers in front of his face, bringing him back to reality. "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"
"Oh... Uh, yes. Sorry." He shook his head, trying to focus on what they were saying instead of ogling his friend's mother's sexy figure. "Hello, ma'am. My name is Oliver. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too, Oliver," Linda managed to say while looking flustered, and she was feeling very self-conscious in front of this attractive young man who couldn't take his eyes off her.
It felt strange to have his gaze on her like that, but she didn't dislike it either. It had been years since anyone looked at her with such interest. In fact, she could hardly remember the last time her own husband looked at her with desire.
'So, this is the boy that seduced my daughter into giving him her virginity.' She thought to herself, taking in the sight of Oliver standing before her. He seemed to be a good-looking lad with short brown hair and a nice, friendly smile. 'Hmmm... Maybe he is a decent guy after all. Not a bad boy like I was thinking. Though it is undeniable that he is just a horny teenager who wants to get laid whenever he can, and my daughter is just another girl for him to fuck.'
Brenda could see her mother studying Oliver carefully, trying to figure out what kind of person he was by observing his appearance and demeanor. It made her feel uncomfortable because she didn't know what her mother would do next. Would she scold her for being so intimate with this boy? Or would she accept their sexual relationship and leave them alone?
"Why don't you sit down on my bed where we can talk better?" Linda said, nodding towards her big, soft bed. Then, she glanced at her daughter and noticed her uneasiness. "Brenda, dear. Why do you look so nervous? Relax. I am not going to interrogate Oliver or anything."
"Yes, Mom," Brenda smiled and sat on the edge of her mother's bed along with Oliver, who followed her lead. Then, the young couple looked up at the older woman as she took a lotion bottle and began applying it to her leg. She used her hands to massage it into her skin.
"So," Linda paused, letting the silence linger while she rubbed more lotion onto her other leg. "You're the boy Brenda mentioned before. The one who took her virginity, right?"
Oliver was taken aback by her frankness but nodded nonetheless. "Yeah, that was me. Did I do something wrong?"
"No... well... uhmmm." Linda stumbled over her words, unsure how to explain herself. Then she said. "Look, I have nothing against young boys and girls having sex nowadays. Times have changed a lot since I was a teenager, and I don't expect my daughter to remain a virgin until she gets married, not in today's world. But hearing that someone stole your little girl's innocence still affects a mother deeply."
"At least it affects me. I am still thinking that Brenda is just an innocent child. Maybe it is my maternal instinct kicking in. That is why I got worried when she told me about what happened between you two and how you two are just sex friends now. Of course, that would be perfectly normal if you both were a few years older. But, right now, I feel you are both too young for that kind of relationship."
Brenda rolled her eyes in embarrassment. "Mom, come on! Stop this nonsense. We are not some naive children. We know what we are doing, okay? And besides, it was my own choice to give him my virginity."
"That may be true, dear, but as your mother, it is my responsibility to make sure that you don't end up doing things that could hurt you in the future." Linda countered, frowning as she looked at Brenda. "Like getting pregnant because you are having sex with your classmate. How would that affect your life, huh?"
At those words, both of them flinched, though Oliver kept staring at the woman as she continued rubbing lotion onto her legs, enjoying the sight of her soft, thick thighs and imagining what it would be like to run his hands along that smooth skin.
When Linda noticed their reaction, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Don't tell me that you are not using protection while having sex? Tell me the truth. You didn't cum inside of her, did you?"
Oliver was surprised by her sudden question, and before he knew what to say, Brenda's face flushed deep red, and she blurted out without thinking, "No! I mean... Yes. He... he did. We didn't use any condoms... Mom... he... came inside my pussy many times now."
This made the older woman gasp aloud. She was shocked that her daughter had been so careless regarding contraception. Then she looked at Oliver and scolded him. "What kind of a boy are you to cum inside my daughter? Don't you know how to prevent pregnancy? Aren't you aware of the responsibility that comes with having unprotected sex?"
"I..." Oliver stuttered, unsure how to respond to her rant. "I never used any condoms and don't know about that stuff. Sorry, ma'am."