How I met a mother
A story of a sexually charge encounter with a school mumMandy was one of the mums I knew from the school run. Long brown hair, dark brown eyes, about 5ft 5 and the perfect hour glass figure, her smile would light up the play ground gates. I had always fancied her and we always had friendly chats at the beginning and end of the school days, but never thought anything would happen. This one morning, I took my kid to school and as the weather seemed nice we decided to walk. It wo...