My dad’s reserve unit was activated the summer before I started college, leaving me in the house with Maddie, his girlfriend, and her daughter Rita, who lived with us.

“Now, you guys all get along,” Dad urged before he left, but it was unnecessary. Maddie and I always got along. She was 38, about five feet five, with hazel eyes, long dark hair, nice tits, a round butt and great legs.

One day after a basketball game, us guys in the locker room were talking about MILFs. We went around the circle discussing the moms. The guys knew mine lived in another state, but they all knew Maddie and they all agreed she was a definite MILF.

Maddie wasn’t overly modest either, often walking around in bra and panties when she thought she was alone. Sometimes even when I came home she put on a... Read More