We had both taken a few solo trips before, but this time João's mother decided to come along, and that changed everything. My friend's mother's name is Cláudia, but I always called her Dona Cláudia out of respect for her.

Dona Cláudia was recently divorced, 39 years old, and there was nothing "Lady" about her. She was a true MILF, always working out at the gym, dieting every day. She was white, blonde, green-eyed, short, about five feet five inches tall, athletic, with silicone implants, and a flat stomach. All toned. Dona Cláudia is the embodiment of the female beauty standard. I always frequented Dona Cláudia's house, even spent time alone with her, but I never had any ulterior motives. Quite the opposite, I always had a lot of respect for her and my friend. I confess I've glanced at her out of the corner of my eye, especially since it's hard not to stare at any hot woman in gym pants, especially when she's working out at home.

She often worked out at home, mainly on her legs. She liked to do squats, sumo squats, and there was one she did where she had to get on all fours and lift her leg. It was impossible not to watch her work out. I'd stop at anything to watch her work out. But when we traveled, things changed a bit. I started seeing Dona Cláudia in skimpy clothes and bikinis, and it became inevitable to stop imagining certain things and look at her more leeringly. We took a trip to Arraial da Ajuda by car—João, Dona Cláudia, and I. She drove, because it was her car and she'd been there many times before and knew the road best. João went in front, and I followed. Dona Cláudia's outfit was flashy; she wore a green V-neck shirt, revealing a large portion of her breasts, and I couldn't help but stare.

Each stop we made was another opportunity for me to look... At one of the stops, as I was getting in, the car keys fell out, and I could see her cleavage from above. I hadn't seen anything of her chest, but I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra and her breasts were beautiful, the kind that really perk up. I know it was disrespectful, but I couldn't help it. Mrs. Cláudia, as she got in, saw me looking at her chest, gave a slightly awkward smile, and opened the car. That left me very disconcerted and embarrassed. After all, she was my best friend's mother, and I couldn't behave in certain ways toward her out of respect for him.

After long hours of traveling, which were softened by the beautiful scenery afforded by the sight of Dona Cláudia, we arrived in Arraial and went straight to the house we rented. It was a house with a paradisiacal setting, facing the sea, basically right on the sand, with a large pool and a good area for sunbathing and barbecues. The rooms were large, but not many—just two bedrooms, one of which was a suite, which could be considered a presidential suite. It had a whirlpool tub in the bathroom, a huge closet, and a mirror on the ceiling. It actually looked like a motel, and I'm sure the owners had that in mind when they built the house.

The other room was simpler, with two beds and no bathroom. It had a bathroom in the living room, which João and I ended up sharing. The house was also quite secluded, and from the pool, we could see the entire beach, but anyone on the beach couldn't see us, which provided a lot of privacy in the pool area. When I realized this, I started imagining some crazy things we could do there by the pool, with some girls João and I would hook up with at the beach. But soon, those intrusive thoughts came, and I started imagining Dona Cláudia sunbathing in extravagant, very short bikinis and even topless. Just by observing the clothes she wore when she exercised at home, I could tell she liked to show off and feel stared at, as some of her clothes were so short that it was impossible not to. João and I went to the beach every day to enjoy the waves and pick up girls, but we returned home several times a day to swim in the pool and grab a snack. We always interacted with Dona Claudia during these times, and she always got along very well with us and was always very cheerful. But it was on one of these trips home that everything changed between Dona Claudia and me.

In total our trip was 7 days, and when it was around the third day, João and I returned home from the beach to have lunch and then go back to the beach again, but my friend was very drunk and went straight to the room to sleep, and as I was practically sober, I went to the pool to keep Dona Cláudia company and drink a little more.

Arriving at the pool area I came across Dona Cláudia wearing the sexiest bikini of all up to that day, it was a bikini that barely covered her parts, it was green and very low-cut, it had some lines on the side, which looked like it was from a swimsuit, but it was just the charm of the bikini, which made her much hotter

I arrived feeling pretty excited, putting on some music on the JBL and also grabbing two cans of beer, one for me and one for Dona Cláudia. After a while of chatting, several cans of beer, and a few shots, Dona Cláudia suddenly stood up and shouted, "This is my favorite song," and then started dancing funk, which drove me crazy. I stood there, watching this woman dance and shake her hips right in front of me. Most of the time she danced sideways, facing me, but that was enough to get me really excited.

As the song came to an end, she turned her back to me, shaking her hips and lowering herself to the floor. I wanted that moment to last forever, but it was very quick, but enough for me to imprint an incredible image in my head. After that, Dona Claudia returns to the sun lounger, laughing, and I laugh along with her, trying to hide my erection. Then I say to her: "Wow, Dona Claudia, you dance so well!" She replies: "Oh, Pedro, thank you so much. I'm shy and I can barely dance. I think it was the alcohol, lol."

Imagine if I knew how to dance then – I replied

To Pedro, with so much praise like that I'll have to dance for you again! - Dona Cláudia replied. So I'm not stupid or anything, she said:

That would be great lol! Want another drink, Dona Cláudia? I'm already getting up and going to prepare a really strong drink for her.

At that moment, I realized that the MILF was loosening up and the secret was drinking. I needed to focus on getting her drunk, but to do that, I had to drink too. Luckily, I take a long time to get drunk, so I could drink a lot and still follow the plan of getting her drunk. That way, she would loosen up more and more.

Of course I do, I also want you to stop calling me "Dona" Claudia, I don't work out all day to be called "Dona", for you now it's Claudinha. -So now you'll be Claudinha! - I said And we were laughing and talking almost the whole afternoon, I left the beer and started drinking some strong drinks, whenever I made a drink for myself I also made one for her.

By this time, Mrs. Cláudia was more over there than over here. She started talking to me about things I couldn't believe. She spoke openly about the sex she liked to do, the dirty things she did after her divorce, and how she liked being caught by men. But then she said something that really caught my attention: men my age haven't been able to handle me. Whenever I go out with someone, I get frustrated. Now I'm looking for a younger guy who can put out my fire. Oh, really? You're very fiery? I replied, laughing. "Wow, you have no idea. If I drink, I'll be climbing the walls." I feel like giving it to the first person who passes by, it's so hot. At that moment I was left speechless, I didn't even know what to say, I was still thinking if that had been an indirect message or if she was just really drunk and thought it was okay to talk to me about these things, so before I could even answer, Dona Cláudia got up and said she was going to see João and make us some food for lunch and I followed, having a perfect view of that wonderful ass.

Arriving inside the house, we looked at João, who was still out cold. I went to the kitchen, and Dona Cláudia went to the bedroom to change. She was now wearing a short dress that looked more like a nightgown. The fabric was very light and had a deep neckline. I could see she wasn't wearing a bra, as her chest was showing. I couldn't help but look at her, and in fact, I didn't want to avoid it anymore; I was already very drunk and didn't care much. While she was cooking, we exchanged glances, and I noticed her glancing at my swim trunks several times. Okay, now I was sure it wasn't all in my head; that woman wanted something more with me. Even though it was clear, I couldn't act until I was completely sure; after all, she was my best friend's mother. At that moment, I put on a different playlist, one with more funk, and said, "Claudinha, this one's for you to dance while you cook!" and she started dancing immediately!

I think Dona Cláudia was much more drunk than I imagined, because while she danced her dress started to rise, she pulled it a few times, but as it rose a little, I could see that the naughty girl was without panties.

It was unbelievable, I was having an incredible view, until then the music got more agitated and I shouted: Go Claudinha, now is your moment lol At that moment she started dancing and shaking with great desire and speed, her nightgown rose completely and she didn't even bother to take it down, she was left with her entire butt exposed, facing me and shaking. I could see everything, at that moment I wanted to get up and grab her right there, but soon the music stopped and I lost the opportunity.

What slut took off her panties just for me? I wondered as I watched her cook. Then she stopped and turned around, laughing at the situation as if nothing had happened. We were talking, and another funk song came on. This time I wasn't going to miss the opportunity. I stood up and said I wanted to learn to dance too. Dona Cláudia started shaking her hips, and I went right after her and rubbed my ass while she danced.

To my surprise, she didn't stop or get scared. She kept shaking her hips and dancing. Unfortunately, her dress wouldn't go up. It felt like it was stuck to me while I was humping her. At that moment, things were heating up. My cock was already very hard, and she could definitely feel it. Little by little, her movements intensified. So, I pulled her hair and started whispering dirty things in her ear. I saw that she accepted and started shaking her hips even faster, but her nightgown didn't go up. So, surprisingly, she pulled her nightgown up and continued shaking and dancing. I couldn't resist, I took my cock out and started simulating sex movements with her force.

So in this madness that we were in, we heard a noise coming from the room where João was and we quickly stopped what we were doing, I pulled up my shorts and she went to the stove to pretend she was just cooking.

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