I ate my son's friend part I

Good community. I don't know how to start this story since my hands are still shaking but someone had to tell it and I thought that unloading here would be the best. My name is Julieta, 44 years old, mother of two children and married for over 20 years. I don't have a body like a 19-year-old girl but I have made breasts, a small waist and a booty that always stayed well, tight pants and dresses affirm what I say. From always appearing less than age but never occurred to me that a guy of 19 would notice me. It all started at a party in my house, my son invited his friends and I, as always, try to make them feel comfortable so they don't walk around the street. They brought alcohol to celebrate for five more days, so I saw them pouring bottles and more bottles. Marian is a very handsome boy, 19 years old, plays soccer in the third division of an Argentine club and I know him since he went to elementary school with my son. I want to clarify that before that night I never looked at him with any other intention. He's a typical guy who makes you laugh and jokes all the time. A total charmer. That night, as I saw this was going to last for a while, I went to my room, my husband was already sleeping so it didn't matter much how the party was going. At three in the morning, my son woke me up telling me they were going to dance. I told them to stay at home, that there was no problem with the noise that almost wasn't audible, he said they had agreed with some girls who were already waiting for them at the disco. He said they would order a bit and leave and Marian was staying because he had to train the next morning. Since Marian is trustworthy I didn't have any problems with him staying. So they all left, Marian being in my son's room and my husband snoring like a morse. I reclined and fell asleep but woke up restless, not knowing if they had closed everything properly and I heard noise outside. So I got up, I never sleep in pajamas or anything like that, only in a camisole and thong so I put on a silk robe I have. I went to the entrance door and realized they had left the dog outside, opened slowly and let it in. I saw the kitchen light on and thought they must have forgotten it, almost asleep walked over to turn it off and there was Marian in white boxer shorts in the fridge... I couldn't explain with words what I felt in that moment, a mix of shame and desire at seeing him all marked standing there... He got startled, covered himself as best he could and told me he had given in to his thirst and didn't know I was awake. I explained about the dog and not to make a big deal out of the situation, just pretend it hadn't happened. At that moment, while I was talking, I saw him bold guy looking at my tits, they weren't noticeable but if I had hard nipples from seeing him like that... I adjusted my robe due to shame and smiled, unconsciously. I wondered if Marcelo, who is my husband, was sleeping, told him he was and never heard anything about the party. He laughed with a complicit smile and apologized again for having seen me like that. I repeated it didn't matter and, as a fool, lowered my gaze, and went straight to the boxer shorts... saw his cock getting hard and automatically said to myself, this can't be happening. Took a decision I knew what was going to generate but felt like if it flowed, it had to happen. Opened the fridge and looked for a bottle of water, took a sip and let some spill on my tits while looking at him, I was already very turned on. The reaction was instantaneous, he came closer and wanted to avoid the water from spilling, but it had already fallen. He was so close to me... that I felt like I was getting wet and not just from the water, the thong started to tighten around my pussy and never had happened before. He looked at me fixedly and told me he was going to sleep because he couldn't hide anything anymore. He turned around and there I took All the courage in the world. I grabbed his arm and asked him what he couldn't hide... He got very nervous, felt agitated, and his cock no longer fit in the boxer. I pointed down and asked if that was it. Timidly, he told me yes. I already knew it was a unique opportunity. That I would never pass it again. The comfort of the situation was unique... my thong wasn't giving anymore, I felt my flow starting to go down my legs... I felt the need for this guy to cum with me... All I could say was 'Swear to me that no one will find out' He looked at me and his face lit up...