Chapter 14

Tommy and Connie enjoyed their new-found relationship very much over the next couple of months. Tommy began working at his new job with Advanced Technologies Inc. and Mr. Hamilton was very pleased with Tommy’s work ethic and enthusiasm. He could see almost immediately that Tommy was going to be an asset to the company. Connie, too, got a promotion at the bank, becoming that branch’s permanent New Accounts director. No more standing at the teller line for hours a day – she had a desk and was able to sit at work. And the money was better too, with a sizable raise in pay!

Everything was working out for the pair and Barbara, Tommy’s mother was doing well too. She was very pleased that Tommy and Connie had gotten so close. Despite their difference in age, both seemed genuinely happy and for Barbara, that was all that mattered.

Still, Barbara couldn’t help but feel a bit blue when she looked at her own situation. The thirty-eight-year-old divorcee had not been on a date in a long time and it had been even longer since she had slept with a man. Connie and Tommy had been very kind in not talking about their sexual adventures around her, but she still knew that they were having them whether they talked about it or not. And she was envious of the happy couple. Not jealous as in angry and vengeful, but envious; wishing she could have what they had.

Her fretfulness and hopelessness grew as time went on. She tried to throw her attention into her work, hoping to distract herself from what everyone else was getting and just care for those in her charge, but that only worked while she was at work and not all that well there either. She kept getting patients with boyfriends or girlfriends, husbands or wives. Seems she could not escape this torment that beset her.

One day she was sitting at home alone, feeling sorry for herself when she saw Connie outside checking her mailbox. “Connie, want to come over for some coffee or something?” Barbara called out.

“Sure let me put this is the house and I’ll be right over!” Connie said, waving her mail over her head.

A few minutes later Connie was sitting at the table as Barbara brought them both a cup of coffee.

“Connie I wanted to talk to you while Tommy is at work. I don’t know what I’m going to do,” Barbara started.

“What’s wrong, Barb honey?” Connie said.

“Well, it’s kind of hard to talk about. I mean I don’t want to be a wet towel for you and Tommy. I really love that the two of you have found each other. But ... oh, I don’t know! I’m just so confused and frustrated and mixed up anymore!” Barbara said, exasperated.

“Okay Barbara, slow down a minute and just tell me what the problem is. Then we will talk about how to fix it and what we can do to make things easier. Now just calmly explain the problem,” Connie said.

“The problem, Connie, is that I need a man!” Barbara said, “I am a thirty-eight-year-old divorced woman who hasn’t even kissed a man in so long I can’t remember what it feels like! Much less had one between my legs! I need a man ... I need to feel wanted, loved, and be made love to! Dammit, I am horny as fuck and need to get laid!” Barbara said, nearly in tears now.

“Have you tried dating services? Going out to singles bars? How about dating one of those gorgeous doctors you are surrounded by all the time?” Connie asked.

“Connie I have tried all those and more. I’ve acted helpless in the grocery store, I even placed an ad on an Internet bulletin board for singles trying to hook up. I didn’t use my real name and I used a throwaway email address to keep the kooks and whackos from finding me, but none of that worked. The few ‘bites’ I got were things I wouldn’t give my worst enemy!” Barbara said.

“I see. Well, when was the last time that you had a good cum? Forgive my bluntness, but this is girl talk and we are friends,” Connie said.

“Oh, that’s fine, hon. I appreciate being able to talk frankly and openly with you. Well, the last time I had a real good cum was that time I came home to find you and Tommy in his room. Watching you two while I masturbated made me cum so hard I couldn’t stand up!” Barbara said blushing a little.

“Oh yeah, I remember! To be honest, it was kind of exciting for me too – seeing you peeking in on us, watching us, was quite a turn on for me as well!

“Well, as I remember, Tommy was a little less than ‘turned on’!” Barbara said.

“Maybe at first – he was more afraid that he was in trouble, though!” Connie giggled.

“Well, I did tell him when he started getting interested in girls that I didn’t want any girls in his room. I guess I should have specified women too!” Barbara laughed.

The girls continued to talk for another hour or so until Barbara had to get dinner started for her and Tommy. Talking to Connie helped some, but Barbara knew that it was just a temporary reprieve. The problem still existed and the blues would soon return.

It was a few days after Barbara and Connie talked when Barbara came home from work and things reached a turning point. Barbara had had an early shift that day, and when she came home Tommy was nowhere to be found. She thought at first he had not come home from work, or maybe he was at Connie’s house. So she went ahead and changed her clothes and then took her dirty uniform in to put it in the laundry basket in the bathroom. She opened the door to hear the shower running. She saw Tommy taking a shower – he had come home from work and was taking a shower before dinner.

Barbara was about to shut the door and sneak out before she was spotted. But then Tommy turned slightly and she saw her son in all his glory. Tommy was not the little eight-year-old boy she remembered! She looked at his well-developed body ... all that working out for the football team had paid huge dividends!

Tommy was in great shape and as her eyes traveled over his wet well-sculpted body, she saw something that made her gasp so loud she thought she’d surely get caught. She got an eyeful of Tommy’s eight-inch cock in a semi-erect state. Barbara couldn’t help staring at the beautiful specimen of manhood. She subconsciously licked her lips as she watched him shower and her mind began to conjure up all sorts of naughty, twisted ideas ... things a mother ought not to think about her son!

Barbara watched as her son showered ... watching as he unwittingly displayed himself for her. Barbara didn’t want to admit it to herself, but she was getting wet watching him like this. Her pussy, long inactive, stirred to life and begin tingling. Her hand went up her belly, sliding up under her t-shirt and she began toying with the nipple and playing with her tit. She bit her lip to hold back the soft moan that had worked its way up her throat and was threatening to expose her.

After a few precious moments, her mind came back flashing a warning that she had better get out of there before she was caught. Regretfully, she slunk back out of the bathroom, careful not to make any sound, and then went into the kitchen to start dinner.

That night as Barbara lay in bed trying to go to sleep, her mind flashed back to Tommy in the shower. She recalled mental images she had of him, images she had seen of him in the shower. Images of him fucking Connie. Thoughts about his hard cock and cumming for her was all Barbara needed for motivation. She quickly kicked off the bed covers and pushed them aside. She needed to touch herself, to imagine him touching her.

Barbara’s hands roamed over her breasts, stopping only long enough to pinch her nipples to full erection. She parted her long legs and her fingers began to tickle her aching clit, while slowly opening her pussy lips. She felt the hot wetness and thought of having her son’s tongue in place of her fingers. She visualized him, his face buried against her pussy, licking and kissing her. Barbara imagined she could feel him gently sucking her clit. She replaced her fingers with her favorite vibrator, loving the way it hummed over it.

As she worked the vibe directly on her throbbing clit, Barbara thought of his tongue, his lips covering her sex. She imagined him pressing his tongue down hard onto her clit and she pressed her vibe onto the perfect spot. She recalled the things he’d said to Connie that day she watched the two of them and imagined him saying them to her, treating her like a slut and talking dirty to her.

Barbara’s excitement grew and she began softly moaning. She heard herself moaning aloud as if he were there to hear her. The thought of moaning her need to him aroused her even more. Her eyes closed tightly as she created a wonderful fantasy scene for them. All the while, the buzzing vibe on her clit was bringing her closer and closer to sweet release. She screamed his name into her pillow just as she felt the warm rush of cum escape.

Barbara rolled onto her stomach and closed her eyes, trying now to go to sleep. However, her mind began to wander and soon another scene began to appear...

An innocent kiss between mother and child, a gentle affectionate touch, that was all it took. They both wanted each other madly at that moment. She felt his hands as they maneuvered over her naked, trembling body. Gently, he took her breasts into his hands as his body slowly slid down hers. She could feel his breath as his face neared her dripping pussy. Her body was his for the taking and he knew it. He always knows that he can ignite the kind of passion in her that she longs for.

His tongue, wet and warm, caressed her creamy thighs as she wrapped her legs loosely around his neck and rested them on his back. His tongue flicked over her clit as his finger traced the outer lines of her pussy lips. Slowly, he slid one finger inside her wet hole. She pushed down hard onto his tongue and his fingers. He was delving his finger deeply inside of her, first just one, then it was followed by another. He was giving her the most wonderful sensations. But, she needed more than his fingers. She placed her hands on his face and pulled him away from her clit, saying, “I want your cock in my pussy, baby, now.”

That’s all it took. He quickly shifted himself and she took hold of his cock and guided it into her wet, slippery pussy. The rush she felt as he thrust his cock into her was incredible. She had never felt such an indescribable rush. His cock opened her long dormant pussy and breathed life back into her. Her body, responding as it always did to him, arched up to meet him. She placed her legs against his chest as he held her thighs. Barbara squeezed her pussy muscles together, tightening her grip around his cock and milking him with her pussy. Looking up at him, she could see the pleasure expressed on his face. She loved the way his cock felt inside of her, completely hard, full and thick as his balls slammed against her ass.

Their bodies melded into one as the perfect rhythm was set. Over and over, he pushed deeply inside of her and then pulled almost out. Each time with more force, each time he caused her body to want even more. Barbara felt his hardness plunge into her one last time, she sensed that his orgasm was there. His eyes were clenched shut, his head was tilted back as he released his cum into her. His body shook, his hands dug into her thighs, pinning her firmly in place.

Once his body relaxed a little, he pulled his cock out and began to rub it against her sex. Her legs still pressed onto his chest, opened more for him. As he rubbed his cock up and down her drooling slit, he began to stiffen again. He pushed her pussy lips open with his cock and pressed it hard against her clit. He held his cock with one hand and began slapping it against her clit. A little harder and faster each time. Barbara loved hearing the sounds it made as he slapped her wet clit.

With each touch, her clit grew larger, swelling to the point that it was protruding enough to be clearly visible. Barbara’s hands grabbed her legs and she arched up to meet him, screaming that she was cumming. He lowered her legs to either side and rested on top of her. Barbara loved the feeling of him on her, the weight of his body pressing down, possessing her. They stayed like that for some time and then he raised his head up to kiss her and sweetly said “Good night.”

The next day Tommy was gone to work by the time Barbara woke up. Barbara was glad too because she was torn about her dreams the previous night. She knew that she shouldn’t be having sexual thoughts like that about her son, but there was a part of her that was extremely excited and turned on by the idea of this young, virile, handsome man living in her house. And she wanted him ... God forgive her, she wanted him badly!

Barbara sat at the table eating breakfast and trying to resolve the battle within her. She tried to push down the part of her that wanted him on and in her. She tried to ignore her own womanly needs and desires. But they were just too strong. It had been too long since she felt the comfort of a man and too long since she had been loved by one. After a bit, she pulled herself together and decided that housework would help take her mind off things. Maybe if she did the housewife/mother stuff, she would feel more like one and these dirty thoughts would fade away.