Chapter 2

(Mary tells her husband what happened after her son saw her in that very tight dress) Matthew kissed her neck, while one hand rubbed her tits over the dress, immediately noticing her nipples, hard as rocks.

“Ugh ... my love ... since I came into the kitchen this morning my son didn’t take his eyes off me. He looked at my tits, my ass, my thighs. I got very nervous.”

“Fuck, I’m not surprised. You’re so hot you can be eaten.”

Mary, with her eyes closed and feeling her husband’s hard cock against her pubis, began to tell him what had happened. “I couldn’t see his hands because the table was in the way. I think he was ... ummm”

“What?? What do you think he was doing?”

“I don’t know ... exactly, but what I could see at a quick glance were his shoulders moving rhythmically.”

“Then ... then his hands were on his cock Was he rubbing his cock?”

“Agghhh, I don’t know what he was doing to himself while looking at me.”

Matthew took one of his wife’s hands and led it to his cock, which, without her realizing it, he had taken out. As soon as she felt it, hard and hot in her hand, she grabbed it and began to handle it.

“You better keep that in your pants,” She said, while continuing to caress it. “Our son could arrive at any moment.”

“What else, what happened next?” Matthew said, becoming more and more excited.

“Sometimes ... our eyes met. He would pretend to smile, but his eyes would wander to my cleavage.”

The hand that was rubbing his wife’s ass moved forward, towards mid-thigh, where the dress ended. He reached underneath and worked his way up. Because of the tightness of the fabric, as he went up, it dragged the skirt. He went up and up between her thighs until he reached her panties. He was surprised at how wet they were. Her pussy juices seeped through the fabric and wet his fingers.

“My love ... but you’re soaked.”

“Ugh, I’ve been like this all morning.”

“It turns you on when your son looks at you like that, doesn’t it?”

“Ugh, Matthew...”

His hand slipped inside her panties and ran along the crack of her pussy. It looked like it had soap on it, it was so full of juices. Mary bit her lip to keep from screaming and squeezed the cock that was throbbing in her hand even harder.

“Did your pussy get wet while he was watching you? Did you get horny in front of him?”

“Ummmmmm Matthew ... Matthew...”

He began to rub her swollen clitoris, kissing her neck, licking it. He felt her shudder, close to orgasm.

“Don’t deny it. I know it. I know your pussy was dripping wet as you watched his hands under the table. I know you imagined he had a hard cock and was rubbing it, looking at your tits. Right? And I’m sure you thought he had taken it out and was jerking off while watching you. Right?”

Mary couldn’t take it anymore. That was what she thought. Exactly that. She even thought that Paul was cumming while watching her, painting the underside of the table with his milk, and that he was leaving it there for her to discover later. She tensed up, pressed herself against her husband and began to cum. All the sexual tension that had built up during the morning exploded like a bomb against Matthew’s hand.

He held her, pressing her against the kitchen counter, while Mary was cumming, trembling and moaning with pleasure. She almost ripped his cock off. When she calmed down a bit, Matthew went back to the charge.

“What was that?”

“What about honey?” She replied in a low, slow voice as if she had just woken up from a long coma.

“uh? You just get off...” Matthew ran the entire palm of his hand from her legs to her pussy. “Mary, look at this!! you’re dripping up to your knees and I haven’t even put my cock in you.”

“I’m sorry ... I just...”

“OK, OK but tell me, What else? What happened next?” Matthew interrupted her and she continued to tell him what had happened.

“After breakfast, our son Paul got up and went to his room. Matthew, I am sure your son had a hard on. I couldn’t help but stare. He had a big bulge in his pants.”

“Fuck ... You know where he went, right?”

“Yes ... to his room.”

“I mean what he went to do.”

“That?”

“Paul went to his room to jerk off. To have a good jerk off. He went to wank off because of you.”

“What?, Matthew!!! ... Do you think so?

“I’m sure. As sure as I’m going to fuck you now.”

“But he’s about to arrive.”

“I don’t give a fuck. My dick is about to burst, it can’t take it anymore”

He turned her around. Her skirt was pushed up to mid-ass. He pulled the fabric all the way up, leaving the wide and round rear uncovered. He pulled her panties down to mid-thigh, made her lean forward, resting her tits on the cold marble. He took his cock in his right hand, brought it up to her pussy and buried it all the way in, making it slide through her hot vagina. He grabbed her hips and began a furious fuck.

“Yes Mary, yes. He had a good wank in his bed. You made his cock hard and the boy had to let off steam. The fault is of this fat and leafy ass, along with these girls who look like cow udders”

“Ooooh oh my God Matthew I’m hot again. Fuck me ... fuck meeeeeeeeeeeee.”