When she turned out the light, Jim started to turn to leave but, because it was so dark, he couldn't see so he just stood there, waiting for his vision to return. Then, when he heard her call out to him, he froze, totally paralyzed with fear. He didn't move, nor did he answer, hoping that she would just think she was imagining things. But then, she called out again, her voice a soft but stern whisper, telling him that she knew he was there and that she wanted to talk with him.
His knees felt weak and his voice trembled as he answered her, knowing now that it was too late, he had been discovered.
"uh...yes, Mrs. Schaefer," he replied weakly. "I..I was just...uh..I was just going to the bathroom."
"Jim, please come in here...I really think we need to have a little talk," she said.
She watched him as he slowly walked over to the bed, stopping when he was within a foot of it. Sliding over until she was in the middle of the bed, she pulled the sheet over her and then told him to sit down on the bed. Feeling the side of the bed sag slightly as he sat down beside her, she rolled over and turned on the small lamp which sat on the bedside stand. Then, turning back to him, she looked up at him and gave him a little smile.
"Jim, I know you were watching me," she said. "and I think we better have a little talk, don't you?"
He nodded, not willing to trust his voice to answer, his eyes looking down at the floor. In the dim glow of the light, Dee could see that he was embarrassed having been caught looking at her. Deciding to be as tactful and gentle as possible, she continued.
"I know what happened tonight when we were watching that movie and I just wanted to say, I understand and it's nothing you should feel embarrassed about. It's normal for a man to have those feelings when he sees something like that."
Surprised by what she was saying, Jim turned to look at her and realized that that was a mistake. His eyes widened as he saw that the sheet was only covering her from the waist on down. He could see her lush, full breasts, only partially concealed by the sheer, black nylon nightgown she was wearing. His eyes widened as he realized that he could see her nipples through the thin material. Quickly averting his eyes, he looked up at the wall behind her. His voice trembled as he spoke.
"Nothing happened, Mrs. Schaefer, honest."
"Now, Jim! Don't lie to me. I know that the movie got you aroused...sexually I mean."
Seeing his face grow flush, she quickly added, "Would it surprise you if I told you that it had the same effect on me?"
Turning his head, Jim looked at Mrs. Schaefer and saw her smiling at him.
"It did?" he asked. "I mean...uh..it made you get..uh..all hot and bothered too?"
"Yes, Jim, it did." she replied, gazing straight into his eyes now. "After all, I'm only human and watching something like that made me have certain thoughts too."
"Gosh, Mrs. Schaefer. I..I didn't..I mean, I thought that only happened to guys."
Reaching out with her hand, she placed it over his and said, "No Jim. Some women get.. you know...worked up watching something like that. It's gets them..uh...how did you say it....all hot and bothered?"
"Oh..." he replied, relaxing just a bit, his eyes darting down to her breasts, then quickly looking back up into her face. "I guess I just didn't think that women were effected that way too."
"Jim...uh..I don't quite know how to ask this any other way but....have you ever...you know...been with a girl.....you know...like in that movie tonight?"
Blushing, his cheeks turning bright red, he replied, "No...never...not like that. Oh, I've kissed some girls...and..uh..this one girl let me...uh..touch her breasts..not her bare breasts...she had a bra on but, she let me touch them that way."
"And did you like touching her breasts, Jim?" Mrs. Schaefer asked, his revelation perking her interest.
Jim nodded his head in an affirmative manner. He couldn't believe that he was actually sitting on the bed with Mrs. Schaefer, talking about sex. It seemed so mature to him, to be able to just sit here, talking like this.
Dee Schaefer looked at the young man sitting beside her on the bed. She was feeling a warm glow growing inside of her, threatening to become a raging fire. She knew that, if she she continued this conversation, things could easily get out of control. Her mind spun wildly, her thoughts of seducing this young man battling with the moral values she had been taught as a child.
She had been a virgin when she married. And she had never cheated on her husband, not even once. Not that she hadn't had the opportunity, there had been plenty, even in this small town but, she had been raised to believe that a wife should remain faithful to her husband forever. That didn't stop her from having fantasies tho, about what it would be like to be intimate with another man. She had thought about that many times, especially when her husband was gone for extended periods of time and she was home alone. Sometimes, she would get so carried away in her fantasy that she would end up masturbating to satisfying her desire.
Dee sat there, silently for a moment, unsure of what to do or say next. She knew if she said the wrong thing, she would step over the line of moral decency, from which there could be no return. On the other hand, if she choose the other path, she might never get another opportunity such as this.
Suddenly, having made up her mind, she looked at Jim and spoke, her voice a soft whisper.
"I..I'm glad you came over tonight, Jim. I really enjoy talking with you, sharing our little secrets together, but, it is getting late, so......"
Then, taking a deep breath, she rolled over on her side, and turned off the lamp sitting on the bedside stand.
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