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This is Chapter 2 in the Stanford Sex Challenge series. In this chapter, Mary goes after her chosen target, Bob Stillwell in the company of her good friend, Stacey Abrahams. I hope that you enjoy this next installment in the story of these four Stanford MILF's.

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Stepping into the shower, I once again allowed my mind to relive the events of the past few months. Events that I would recount to my good friends Sarah, Jen and Crystal, fellow members of the Stanford Sex Challenge Club, later today. While I had provided them with a brief progress report at our last meeting, today I would fortunately be able to report that I had now successfully completed the challenge. Yes......I'm happy to report that Bob Stillwell has been taking every opportunity to dip his long, thick cock in my pussy for the past three weeks.

I'm sure that you're wondering just what I'm talking about. Well it's like this; my longtime friend Sarah, and her sister Jen, responding to a lack of sex in their lives, dreamed up a challenge - seduce a High School Senior and fuck his brains out over the school year. Sarah had recruited me and another long time friend, Crystal Parker, to participate in the challenge as well. All four of us are in our late forties or early fifties but have maintained our youthful looks and figures. In short, each of us easily falls into the MILF category.

It was a win-win situation as far as we could see; each of us enjoys great sex from an insatiable eighteen year old and the boys learn how to truly please a woman. What greater gift could we give them as they head off to college and the wide, wide world!

I'm Mary and three months ago I had drawn Bob Stillwell's name from a hat when each of us selected a target for this year's challenge. I didn't know much about Bob then; other than that he was on the swim team, was extremely fit, and allegedly sported a body that any forty-eight year old woman would die for.

I immediately realized that in order to have any chance of succeeding with the challenge I needed a plan that afforded frequent opportunities to apply my feminine charms towards Bob. I had every confidence that those, together with my well preserved MILF body, would easily persuade him towards satisfying my every whim in the bedroom. I just needed to find a way to get close to him! In part, my confidence stemmed from the fact that even though I'm forty-eight I'm often complimented on looking ten years younger; a compliment that I have no trouble hearing over and over again. Time has treated me well and I'm still more than able to turn male heads when I so desire. I'm slim, have full 36C breasts and shoulder length brunette hair which perfectly frames the pert, delicate features of my face. My emerald green eyes sparkle when I laugh, and although I'm only around average height, at 5'6" or so, my toned legs still look great in a short skirt and a pair of three inch heels.

It so happens that Stacey Abrahams, another good friend of mine, has a son that is also on the swim team and it didn't take me long to figure out that she might just be instrumental in helping me complete the challenge. So, just a few days after drawing Bob's name, I was enjoying a casual lunch with Stacey and as we talked over a lovely lunch of Salade Nicoise, paired with the perfect bottle of chilled Chardonnay, Stacey told me that she was thinking of signing up for a local half marathon that would take place in spring of the following year.

"Thirteen miles is a long way to run, Mary. I'm thinking it would be much easier to do, and train for, if I had a partner," she said, looking at me meaningfully. "You used to run a lot - how about we sign up for it together?"

I laughed and demurred. "That was years ago, I doubt that I could complete three miles these days, never mind thirteen!"

"Oh, come on! I'm probably in even worse shape than you! But we have five months to get ourselves ready. I was thinking that I could maybe persuade David, and one or two of his friends, to act as our personal trainers! You know, set up a training regime for us, keep us motivated, on track and maybe work out with us now and then. It would be fun!"

David is Stacey's eighteen year old. I've known him for most of his life and have watched admiringly as he became a handsome young man who excelled not only academically but athletically as well. Suddenly, a lightbulb flashed on in my head - Bob! What if I could quietly steer Stacey towards recruiting Bob as one of our personal trainers?

"You know, that could actually be fun! Isn't David friendly with the young Stillwell boy, ......you know, ugh.....what's his name now? Oh, Bob, ..... that's it, Bob Stillwell. He's on the Varsity Swim Team so I'm sure he must be super fit! What if we were to extend the idea a little and see if we can get some of the other girls interested too? Maybe we could use the race to raise money for the swim team?"

"That's a fantastic idea, Mary. Not only would we have a goal to motivate us but we also get to do some fund raising Uzun porno too. Perfect, I'll pitch the idea to David tonight. Maybe telling him how good it will look good on his college applications will help convince him to work with us!"

"Just tell him that, as a reward, he get's to work out with a group of sexy, attractive older women on a daily basis! That should do the trick!"

I laughed, shaking my head a little, "Just think of the fun we will have working out with a bunch of eighteen year old boys, Stacey! Yum!!"

Stacye looked at me a little funnily and I blushed, realizing that one of those eighteen year olds was her son. "Oh come on, you know what I mean. I can guarantee that David won't be thinking of the weather while he's watching me on my back lifting weights!!"

This time it was Stacey's turn to go red. "Probably not......but it isn't something that you think about. You are still their Mom!"

Later that evening, my phone lit up with a text.

"David is in, and he thinks he'll be able to persuade a few more of the guys to do it too. Why don't you see who else you can recruit and I'll do the same. He says we can start the training regime Monday of next week."

With a few conversations and a little finagling I managed to persuade both Sarah and Jen to sign up too. It took a little convincing, well a lot convincing actually, but finally they both agreed, mainly because of the opportunity to work out with David and his friends! Stacey had also managed to persuade her friend Ally to get on board, so in total we had five women ready to give their all in pursuit of the half marathon. Of course, I, and I'm sure one or two of the others as well, was ready to give my all to more than just the race and I fully intended that Bob Stillwell would soon be availing himself of my forty-eight year old body.

I talked with Stacey the following day and she told me that David had persuaded both Bob and another Senior, Kent Duval, to participate in the race and work with us trainers. I played dumb with Stacey, but inside I was silently cheering and giving thanks to God for providing me with the means to get close to Bob.

"Oh, that's perfect! Why don't we get together on Sunday at my house and we can discuss the training schedule that the boys come up with. Come over around three'ish - I'll let the rest of the girls know. I'm so excited!!"

Sunday afternoon spun around inordinately quickly and, after church, I spent way too much time considering what I ought to wear for the meeting. It was still warm and I eventually decided on a bright yellow halter paired with a short white skirt that emphasized my legs and the golden tan that I had built over the summer. The halter had some built in support for my boobs but I could still see my nipples poking through as I took one last look at myself in the mirror. I hoped that Bob would take good note of them!

Bang on three o'clock Stacey arrived with Ally, quickly followed by both Jen and Sarah. All of them, it seemed, had decided that it was ok to dress a little sexily for the meeting. Sarah was wearing white capri's with a blue and white striped top while Stacey was rocking a pair of 'Daisy Duke' shorts and a bright red spaghetti strap top that showed off more than a hint of her beautiful 34B breasts. She looked about as far from being 'mom' to a teenage boy as you can imagine and I silently wondered whether she may may have a 'thing' for either Bob or Kent.

Jen had chosen an elegant, but still very sexy, V-neck sleeveless sundress that buttoned down the front. The dark blue color of the dress was a perfect compliment to her blue eyes and flowing blonde hair and I noted that she too appeared to have no worries about showing off her breasts, having left the top three buttons open.

Ten minutes later the boys arrived and I watched my friend's faces light up as the three of them trooped into the room. I could tell they were impressed, as well they should be; all three of the boys looked like they had been fashioned in the image of a Greek God - at least 6 feet tall with muscled, ripped bodies. Bob and David were both blonde and clean shaven while Kent sported short black hair and a scruff beard.

As we went round the room making introductions the boys seemed in awe at the array of woman present. Though all were courteous, referring to each of us as ma'am, every one of them was busy stealing surreptitious glances of our bodies whenever they could. David blushed a bright red when I caught him staring at my breasts for just a little too long. Both Bob and Kent spent so much time hanging out with David that Stacey practically qualified as a second mother to them. Still, I thought, that didn't seem to be a barrier to them enjoying her 'Daisy Duke' clad ass or the cleavage that she was happily showing.

Introductions complete, we got down to business. Stacey explained to the boys that we wanted to not only complete the half marathon but to do so in a halfway decent time.

"Yeah, Mom, you already told me that!" David Öğrenci porno said, rolling his eyes a little. Then, looking at each of us in turn, he asked, "Well, all of you ladies look quite fit. Still, I guess the question is what you consider a halfway decent time? That will dictate how much training is needed."

Jen spoke up first. "Well Sarah and I both work out at the gym but we haven't done much running. So we're not expecting to do anything too spectacular, maybe three hours?"

"OK, that seems reasonable. How about you Mom?"

"Ally and I are hoping to finish somewhere in the two and a quarter to two and a half hour range. Do you think we could do that?"

"Probably," David responded. "That leaves you, Ms. Simmons. Mom told me that, in your day, you were a pretty good runner. What kind of time are you looking for?"

I smiled at Stacey. "Your Mom is being way too generous, David. Back in the day, as she called it, I could finish a 10k race in just under fifty minutes. I guess I would like to be under the two hour mark - maybe an hour fifty or so."

David glanced over at Bob. "In that case I think you need to work with Bob. As well as being on the swim team, he runs cross country and is definitely the best runner between the three of us. I'll work with Jen and Sarah and Kent can take Mom and Ally. That way we can tailor your training to the finish times that you are aiming for."

A thrill ran through me when I heard this. I was going to be working out on a regular basis with Bob. What a perfect outcome, I thought to myself!

"That sounds perfect!" I said, smiling happily. "I'm looking forward to working with you, Bob. I think we are going to have a lot of fun together! When do we start?"

Bob grinned back at me. "Well I think it would be good if we were all to meet at the 'Y' tomorrow. Maybe around six thirty pm? That way we can get an initial gauge of just how fit you are."

"That works for me. How about you other guys?"

My question was met with a chorus of "Yes, that should be fine!"

David quickly stood. "OK, we are out of here, ladies. See you tomorrow and be prepared to work out hard," he said. "See you later, Mom."

I ushered the boys to the door, thanking them profusely and telling them just how much we appreciated them helping us out.

"Thanks guys. See you tomorrow." I said, closing the door softly behind them while thinking just how hot and sexy each them looked.

True to their word the boys put us through a grueling workout the following evening. I was dressed in black yoga pants and a hot pink sports bra that emphasized my breasts and showed off my flat stomach. Bob's eyes followed me closely as I went through the various exercises and I'm pretty sure that he was appreciating more than just the form with which I lifted the weights. At one point, as he was spotting me doing benchpresses, a large lump formed in his shorts, making me shiver inwardly as I imagined my lips sliding down what looked to be a very impressive package.

By the end of the session all five of us women were sweating profusely and complaining loudly about just how sore and stiff our bodies were.

"No pain, no gain, Ms Simmons! Honestly, though ...... you did really well. I'm impressed with the level of fitness that you have."

"Thanks, Bob......and please, call me Mary. I know I'm old enough to be your mother but I'd rather not be reminded of it on a daily basis!"

He smiled. "OK, Mary it is. And don't worry......there is no way I look at you as my Mom!"

"So what does my new coach prescribe as our initial training regime?" I asked, returning his smile.

"Well I think we should start with a three to four kilometer run, followed by half an hour or so weights. If we do that three times a week it will not only build your aerobic fitness but help grow your muscle mass as well. We can supplement the gym time with a longer outdoor run at the weekends."

"I want to post a good time, Bob.......but just remember that I don't want to end up looking like a Russian weightlifter!"

"I doubt that would ever happen, Ms Simm......ugh, Mary. You are way too hot for anyone to ever think of you like that."

"Thank you, Bob! That is very sweet of you to say! However I'm sure that there are a lot of young girls much hotter than me at school."

He blushed a little. "Well......yes, I guess there lot's of beautiful girls but they all seem so immature. All they seem to be interested in is who is dating who and following whatever the latest fashion is. They don't have much interest in me."

I touched his arm softly.

"Your'e a very fit and handsome young man, Bob. I'm sure that the the right woman will come along soon."

"Maybe," he mumbled quietly. "I sure hope so. Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

We settled in to a routine, and although the training was hard I quickly began to see the benefit, both in terms of body shape and my overall fitness. I also began to see the benefit in terms of getting closer to Bob. While initially rather shy, his confidence built as we spent time working out and talking with one another.

After working out we'd hit the juice bar together or grab some ice cream (I know, not exactly the healthiest post-workout food!). Sometimes the others would join us but often it was just Bob and I. I used these occasions to draw him out regarding his life and and his dreams. Once I had his trust he was happy to share his thoughts regarding college, athletics, what he wanted to do with his life and, of course, girls. As our conversations around these topics became deeper I felt a bond growing between us.

One day, about six weeks into our training program, we were all sitting in the juice bar when Bob announced that there was a 10k run in LA coming up that he thought would be goof for us to participate in.

"Ten kilometers is just over six miles so we ought to get a good feel for your likely half-marathon time. And it'll give you some experience of what it's like to run in a large race."

Jen asked about the date of the race.

"Fifteenth of October, I think. The race is in Hollywood Hills so it ought to be hard but fun. We could drive down the night before, do the race and be back by the evening."

"Ugh, Jen and I are out, I'm afraid," Sarah said with a groan. "We have a family birthday celebration that day."

"I won't be able to make it either," interjected Ally. "I'm in Fresno that weekend with Alan."

I looked at Stacey. "Well it seems like that leaves you and I. Are you in?"

She laughed. "Sure, why don't we make a weekend of it. Stay in LA after the race and celebrate our first ten km together. I'm sure 'our trainers' would enjoy a weekend in Hollywood," she said, looking at the guys.

"I can't be out of town that weekend, Mom. It's the Engineering Fair at school and we have to be there to demonstrate our robot," David responded.

"Oh, I had forgotten about that! We'll be able to work something out, I'm sure."

Smiling at Bob and Kent, she said, "Would your parents be ok with you two spending the night in LA?"

The two boys glanced at each other quickly, before Kent answered.

"Ah.....yes, ma'am......that shouldn't be a problem but we'll check with them this evening and let you know."

Approvals were quickly obtained and plans were put in motion. Bob registered all four of us for the race while I booked two rooms at the Loews Hollywood, which is in a great location for exploring the sights of the the city.

I met Stacey for lunch the weekend before the race. As we ate, she commented on just how much she had enjoyed getting to know Kent over the past few months.

"I've really had fun with him. He makes me sweat and work hard when we are in the gym, which I sincerely appreciate. But our conversations outside of the gym have also made me realize that he is a really sweet guy. And it doesn't hurt that he's so hot and sexy too! Many's the time I've thought of dragging him into my bedroom."

I giggled. "Both of them are sexy - I'm glad you said that though, because I've been thinking very similar things about Bob. In fact, some of my thoughts about him have definitely been 'R' rated!"

"Ha, you too! I've put myself to sleep more than once dreaming of Kent! I know I shouldn't but I just can't help myself when I think of his hot body taking me."

This was music to my ears and I realized that now was the time to strike.

"You know......they are both of age, Stacey. If we wanted to have some fun with them, this coming weekend would be the perfect time."

"Mary, we couldn't!" She said, looking a little like a deer in headlights.

"Why not?" I asked, quizzically. "I know Bob's attracted to me, I've seen how he looks at me in the gym, and I've seen Kent looking at you too. We aren't talking love here Stacey, just some good old fashioned, no-strings attached sex! Who's it going to hurt?"

"Are you serious? Tell me you aren't serious, Mary........we couldn't!"

"What's stopping us? They're both old enough and I'm pretty sure they both think we are sexy. I know you haven't been seeing anyone recently and, God knows, I haven't been fucked for months! I say let's break out of our shell and have some fun!"

"Oh my God, you are serious! What if someone finds out!"

"We'll be in LA. Only the four of us will know and I'm sure we can swear the guys to secrecy. Just imagine the feeling when Kent slides himself inside you, Stace! Think how good that moment is going to feel."

She blushed red. "Oh, I know just how good it is going to feel! But, God........they are so young!"

"Yes they are. All the better to fuck us all night long, Stacey! Tell me that you don't want Kent!"

She stared at me in silence.

"I knew it! You want him just as much as I want Bob! I'll take that silence as your agreement to having some sexy fun this coming weekend." I said, a little triumphantly.

We spent the next half an hour trying to figure out just how we might broach the subject of sleeping arrangements with the boys. Ultimately we decided to adopt a wait and see approach, hoping that a suitable opportunity might present itself during the drive or over dinner on the Friday evening.