Kevin was my best mate, we were also regular wanking partners. On this day we had walked back to my home, which was quite close to our college. My p...arents were both at work so the house was empty. We dropped off our heavy stuff, boiled up a kettle and took ourselves upstairs to my bedroom with a cup of tea. Lounging on my bed Kev pulled a Penthouse magazine out of a plastic bag he had bought with him. This was my signal, as he started to ogle the pneumatic blondes and brunettes (still with. By 7.45 I was ready I came out of my bedroom and could not see mom in kitchen and hall (friends this is call luck or what)so I went and pushed her bedroom door wow what I see mom standing in pink bra and matching panty drying her hair with the dryer she turned when she heard door opening and she saw me and asked what happened I said nothing just came to see if you are ready and while talking my eyes were stuck on her lovely pair of boobs oh shit I dint tell you my moms figure its 36/30/38 and. “Before we have sex, sis I have a confession to make,” Jeff said. “And that would be?” I asked. “I actually spied on you once before. You really have had great tits for years now and last year, I wanted to get a look at them. So I hid in your closet and got a peak,” Jeff replied. Then I laughed. “No shit? I had no idea. So did you like what you saw then?” I asked. “Yes, very much. I guess the girlfriend I had then just wasn't all that interested in showing me hers. So I had to get a look at my. Never having been kissed by a guy before youcould easily say that I was totally shocked to find that I was a bitturned on! I wasn't sure if it was the mere fact that it was a newsensation, if it was Greg, or if I was beginning to like being a girlmore than I thought I would.Greg carried my clubs in the house, kissed me a again, then left. Iflopped on the sofa a grin on my face. Mom let me sit there with thestupid grin on my face a for a bit, then..."Have a nice day dear?" Oh yes mother. He's.