The year this story happened, Clara, a registered nurse, turned thirty-one. She recently divorced after four years of childless marriage and was very experienced in sex. Temporarily, the woman was not working and was looking for an occupation. Upon learning that a married girlfriend was having trouble, Clara offered her services.

A friend intended to spend the whole summer in Europe with her husband. My daughter could have been sent to the camp without any problems, but what about the fourteen-year-old son? His parents did not want to take him with them, and the boy was sent home early from the camp last summer, because he was outrageous and bullied kids.

Clara offered the spouses the only solution: to rent a cottage with a large plot of land on the lake and leave it there with the boy. Work in the garden requires a lot of work, and she will be able to take the guy so that the pranks will not have any strength or time.

“And you think that you will cope with it?” A friend asked incredulously, delighted by the pleasant prospect of getting rid of worries.

Clara laughed: “You forgot that I worked in a mental hospital. I had to tame the wild, not like your son - Dina! I'm sure he's not such a bad boy at all. ”

The friends discussed the proposal in more detail and decided that next Friday Clara would take Dina and go with him to the cottage for the summer. Confident that she would be able to lay hands on the boy, Clara firmly stated that by the fall the rascal would change beyond recognition.

Dean liked the offer, and he chatted all the long way to the lake.

Getting into the car, Clara didn’t notice that the hem of her dress had ridden high, but then noticed how the boy sneaked a glance at her legs. At first she wanted to get angry, but changed her mind. After all, now she did not have a lover, and it is hardly possible to have him on the uncrowded coast of the lake. She had not yet had to seduce minors, in general she showed no interest in them, but the boy, who was sitting nearby and looking at her hips, had already awakened secret feelings. She felt that she was intrigued by the thoughts of Dean.

“On occasion, Clara thought further, Dean must respond violently to a very frank bikini I took on the road.”

Covering the nipples and the lady's tubercle, the swimsuit did not hide her luxurious, mature figure. Without straightening her skirt, Clara allowed the hem of the dress to creep upwards on the rest of the journey. She saw the boy attentively follow her, especially when a strip of strong, smooth skin over the top edge of nylon stockings opened to his eyes.

Clara gradually led the conversation to more intimate topics. She learned that Dean is very interested in girls, but, despite the ostentatious bravado, she is completely inexperienced in this area. After a while, reminding the boy that she was a nurse, and calling him to be frank, Clara expounded that Dean was eager to see the woman’s naked body, although she never succeeded in doing this. Clara calmed him down, saying that such desires are quite natural, but very few children manage to fulfill them.

At about two o'clock in the afternoon they drove onto the road leading to the cottage. When things from the car were unloaded, Clara offered to swim after a long journey. The boy enthusiastically accepted the offer.

Running into the room that was to be her bedroom, Clara pulled out the most courageous bikini and tried it on with a smile in front of the mirror. She had beautiful breasts. Their upper hemispheres and a wide cleft between them remained seductively naked. From under the miserly triangle of taut black fabric, large parts of pretty rounded buttocks peeped out. To heighten the effect, she pulled several strands of curly, dark pubic hair out of her panties to create a nice contrast with her smooth, tan golden thighs.“One look at this, she grinned, and little Dean will feel that the trunks have become cramped to him. Especially the front. "

“Oh!” - the boy opened his mouth in surprise when she appeared in front of him in the large room of the cottage in such attire. His eyes widened in admiration and excitement.

? Do you think this is too brave? Asked Clara with a warm smile. “I can, suppose, wear something else.”

“No, no,” the boy immediately protested, “there shouldn't be a lot of people around.”

- Oh, I do not care about others. It is a private beach, after all. I just would not want to shock you.

“No, honestly, you, Clara, will not shock me.” “I think you really look great,” the boy assured.

Going down to the shore, Clara specially went in front of the boy, with whom she immediately made excellent contact. She was shaking her hips, hoping to make the strongest impression on Dean. When they arrived at the beach, Clara furtively glanced at the melting of her young companion and made sure that the expected bulge appeared in front. They swam until they were tired. Then Clara offered to lie in the sun. In this way, she intended to bring Dean's excitement to the limit: deciding to seduce him, Clara did not see the reason to give up this thought.

Returning to the cottage, Clara offered the boy to spread a woolen blanket on the grass, and then took out a bottle of sunflower oil, which was prepared for her role in the plans for Dean's seduction. Having settled down next to him on a blanket, she spread butter on herself in front. Relaxingly, Clara rubbed butter over her body and front of her thighs. Then she handed Dean a bottle, turned over on her stomach and asked me to rub my back.

Dean started from the back of his shoulders and cut them from top to bottom. When the bra strap was in the way, Clara ordered him to unbutton her, so that she could smear her entire back with butter. The boy unbuttoned the straps, and Clara knew for sure that he was now trying to imagine what her breasts looked like without the cups of her bra.

When Dean's hands reached a chubby butt, exposed above the top edge of her panties, Clara sighed and said languidly, to which she was pleased. The boy was devouring with his eyes the parts of the buttocks not covered with a swimsuit, looking out of a triangular piece of matter. He was agitated by strips of white skin over golden tan hips.

- I have to ... everything I see? - Dean asked. His voice trembled and was about to fall apart.

- Of course, Dean. After all, you do not want the sun burned me painfully. Isn't it true that getting sunburns at this place is very scary? - She finished the answer with a playful giggle.

When the boy's hand applied a portion of the oil to the open part of the right buttock, Clara warned that it was necessary to smear it thoroughly, since the skin at this place had not sunbathed before and would be particularly sensitive to the burning rays of the sun. She felt his hand shaking, rubbing oil into silky skin. Breathing again, Klara said how pleasant it is and how well he knows how to rub the cream.

When the boy went to the hips, Clara spread her legs so that her hands could touch sensitive internal surfaces, rubbing oil into the delicate skin with an erotic effect for both the woman and the boy.

After completing the assignment, Dean tried not to turn to face her, thereby confirming what the woman already knew: he had an erection and he wanted to hide it.

Soon clouds came running and closed the sun. It became clear that sunbathing temporarily will not succeed.

“Perhaps we need to do something else,” Clara said, lifting herself lazily on a blanket. She turned so that the bra was ready to burst.

Clara invited the boy home. Dean agreed first, but then changed his mind:

- No, I will stay here a little longer.

Going to the cottage, Clara wondered what made the boy change his mind. The answer was in no way. Entering her room, Clara saw a thick bush outside the window. And then it dawned on her. Farther ...