Chapter 35

Lisa’s heart raced as she felt the heat of Tim’s breath against her neck, his strong hands gripping her ample breasts. She had never intended for this to happen, but her own seductive nature had led her down a dangerous path. Kenny, noticing the exchange, had wasted no time in joining the fray, his eager eyes taking in the sight of Tim with their friend’s mother.

“Ok, Tim. That’s enough.”

Kenny worked his way around to her front, his fingers tracing the curves of her voluptuous figure. They had her trapped, and she knew that she was in trouble.

“This needs to stop before Josh finds us.”

Ignoring her protests, Tim’s mouth found her earlobe and began to nibble, sending shivers down her spine. Kenny leaned in, his hand sliding up her thigh, his eyes locked on hers with a smoldering intensity. “Relax, Lisa,” he murmured, “we just want to have a little fun.” Despite her better judgment and the fear of being caught, Lisa’s body betrayed her as she felt a rush of desire pooling between her legs. She knew she should be more firm, but the feeling was too intense to resist. As Tim’s hand slid down to her waist, unbuttoning her shorts, she gasped. Kenny took the opportunity to claim her lips in a fiery kiss, as his hands joins Tim’s on her 38EE breasts. Kenny’s tongue dancing with hers as if they had been lovers for years. They all heard the sound of a door opening in the distance but they were too far gone to care.

Lisa knew they needed to stop but her composure was already lost. Tim had already unzipped her shorts, and his fingertips were now grazing the wetness that had gathered there. Kenny’s kiss grew more urgent, his hands moving up to cup her bare breasts, kneading them gently as he deepened their connection. Despite her racing thoughts and the fear of being caught, Lisa’s body continued to respond, her nipples hardening against his palms. She could hear the footsteps approaching, and she knew it was only a matter of seconds before they were discovered. But she was powerless to stop the sensations that were building within her, a cocktail of fear, arousal, and the thrill of the forbidden. As Tim’s hand dipped below her panties, his fingers finding her slick heat, Lisa could no longer hold back the soft moan that escaped her lips, muffled by Kenny’s hungry kisses. They had her exactly where they wanted her, and she knew there was no turning back now.

Tim and Kenny both took a handful of Lisa’s 38EE breasts, their fingers digging into the soft flesh as they squeezed and molded them with the skill of bakers working a tantalizing piece of dough. They massaged her sensitive nipples with their thumbs, rolling them gently before pinching them lightly, causing Lisa to arch her back and moan into Kenny’s mouth. The pleasure was intense, a stark contrast to the panic that gripped her as the footsteps grew louder. Her body was on fire, and she couldn’t help but push her chest into their hands, silently begging for more. The sound of the door handle jiggling brought a moment of clarity, but it was too late. Her body was in the throes of passion, and she was powerless to resist the two young men who had taken control of her desires. The footsteps grew closer, and she knew it was only a matter of time before the illicit encounter was discovered, but the thrill of the situation only served to heighten her arousal.

The sudden intrusion of Josh’s shocked voice sent a bolt of terror through Lisa’s body, but the hands on her breasts and the fingers inside her didn’t falter. “What the fuck is going on here?!” he bellowed, his eyes wide with disbelief as he took in the sight of his mother being pleasured by his two friends. For a brief moment, the room was frozen in a tableau of guilt and lust. Kenny and Tim slowly pulled away, their expressions a mix of shock and smug satisfaction. Lisa’s cheeks flushed a deep crimson, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she frantically tried to pull her shorts back up and cover her exposed flesh. The weight of reality crashing down on her like a ton of bricks. Her heart hammered in her chest as she searched for words to explain, but she knew there was no way to justify what her son had just walked in on. The room seemed to close in around her as she awaited the inevitable storm of anger and betrayal from her son.

Josh’s disbelief morphed into fury in an instant, and he launched himself at Tim, his foot connecting with Tim’s chest and sending him stumbling back. “Get off her, you sick fucks!” he roared. Kenny tried to defend himself, but a swift punch from Josh’s fist sent him reeling onto the bed. Lisa stumbled back, trying to cover herself with her shirt, her eyes wide with shock and embarrassment. The boys’ eyes darted around, searching for an escape from the wrath of their friend’s son, but they were too slow. With a snarl, Josh grabbed Tim by the collar and hauled him to his feet, shoving him towards the door. “Get out of my house, now!” he bellowed, his voice shaking with rage. Kenny, nursing his bruised jaw, scrambled to his feet and followed Tim out of the room, the sound of their retreating footsteps echoing through the now silent house.

As the door slammed shut behind Tim and Kenny, Lisa stood trembling, her clothes in disarray, trying to piece together the shambles of her dignity. She knew she had crossed a line that could never be uncrossed, the weight of her actions threatening to crush her. She looked up at Josh, his eyes filled with a mix of anger, confusion, and ... something more.

Lisa knew she had no defense, no way to make this right. The realization that she had betrayed not only her husband but also her son hit her like a sledgehammer, and she felt the tears begin to well in her eyes. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I didn’t mean for it to go this far.” The words felt hollow, a poor excuse for the carnage of trust that lay before them. And as the weight of her transgression bore down on her, she knew that no apology would ever be enough to fix the damage she had done.

With a snarl of his own, Josh grabbed his mother by the arm, pulling her along behind him as he stormed towards his bedroom, her large breasts bouncing and jiggling with each step. The rage in his eyes was palpable as he made their way into his bedroom, “What the fuck were you thinking?” he growled, as the door behind them slammed shut.

Lisa stumbled, her legs wobbly from the intense passion that had just been interrupted so brutally. She didn’t know what to say, the words caught in her throat as she took in the anger etched on her son’s face. “Josh, I-” she began, but he cut her off with a fierce wave of his hand. “Save it,” he spat, his voice laced with disgust. “You ... you fucking whore!”

Lisa’s eyes widened as she felt the bed give way beneath her, her shorts being roughly yanked down her legs. She tried to protest, but her words were lost in a whirlwind of confusion and fear. The room spun as she lay exposed before her son’s enraged gaze, her mind racing to understand the sudden shift in power dynamics. The scent of sex and sweat hung heavy in the air, a stark reminder of her illicit encounter with Tim and Kenny, and she could feel the warmth of her own arousal still slick on her thighs. Josh’s hands were firm as he positioned himself over her, his eyes dark and stormy with a mix of anger and something else she couldn’t quite place. “You want to be a slut?” he hissed, his voice low and menacing. “Then you’ll be my slut.”

Out of fear or out of lust, or both, Lisa could only watch as Josh, now kneeled between Lisa’s legs, removed his clothing. His eyes remained locked on hers, filled with an intensity she had never seen before, as he pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his taut, muscular chest. The sight of his bare skin sent a shiver down her spine, and she felt a strange mix of maternal concern and a forbidden desire that she had never felt for her own son. She watched, transfixed, as he unbuckled his belt, the sound echoing through the room like a gunshot in the quiet. Her eyes traveled down to his crotch, where his erection was already straining against the fabric of his jeans. The realization of what was about to happen hit her like a freight train, and she could do nothing but gasp as he undid the button and zipped them down, his cock springing free, standing tall and proud. It was a moment that seemed to stretch on forever, a silent battle between the love of a mother and the hunger of a woman, and she didn’t know which side would win.