Back in school, I fell head over heels at first sight—only to realize she was my friend's mother. Desperate, I confessed my feelings, and she agreed under one condition: "Only until I find a proper girlfriend." Under that agreement, I made her my lover, but only within the confines of my friend's house. Every day, I'd wait until he left, cherishing every stolen moment. Honestly, having sex with an older woman brought me immense satisfaction. Gradually, she started saying "It's okay," becoming more cooperative. But she always climaxed during blowjobs and finished too quickly, making it hard to move on to actual intercourse. Then, something changed—she became deeply obsessed with me, completely shifting the dynamic between us.