Chapter 6

As soon as they got out of the car, Bobby raced upstairs and got changed for his basketball game that night. He was out the door not long thereafter and probably wouldn't be back till late.

Having witnessed her son's masturbation in the car and having subsequently gotten a good taste of his cum from the soiled Kleenex that he had used to clean up with had gotten Norma really randy. As she sat or walked around the house she was constantly aware how swollen her entire cunt area was and how it seemed to itch for the services of her own finger. Something vague was holding her back, however, and prevented her from simply locking herself in her room or the bathroom and bringing herself off.

Having had a silent dinner with Jake, her husband, she retired to a recliner in the basement den to watch the news. But she couldn't concentrate and her mind kept wandering back to the sight of her son jacking his cock while looking at her as she drove back from Charleston. A couple of times she had almost taken a detour down one of the many dirt farm roads leading off the two-lane, but each time she declined to give in to the temptation feeling it would only lead to their eventually touching each other. That was something she was determined to avoid at all costs even though her fantasies were filled with thoughts of getting her long slender fingers around her son's big prick. And not only her fingers. She wanted to devour him. The thought of Bobby's big cock filling her mouth and throat brought to mind how much she wanted to have contact with him. Contact with someone. She needed to have sex with someone she could at least touch. Jake was going out to see Bobby's ball game, as usual, but maybe Caroline was home. She went to the phone on the wall and called next door.

Caroline was glad to hear from her. And yes, she'd love to visit, but not before eight when Brad, her husband, was leaving with Jake to go to the same ball game. Norma said she would be over as soon as she heard Brad's car pull out of the driveway.

Hoping that Caroline would be in the mood for some hanky-panky, as she called it, Norma went upstairs to clean up and she was next door as soon as Brad and Jake were gone. It didn't take long before both of them were hunkered down on the sofa drinking white wine in front of a nice blaze in the fireplace. In a matter of minutes Norma found herself for the second time that day with her blouse open and her bra undone as she sat on the edge of the sofa. This time Caroline was kneeling between her wide-spread legs and sucking on one of her nipples; she seemed to be just as horny as Norma.

Enjoying the sensations of Caroline's lips and tongue working on her erect nipple, Norma's mind began to fantasize what it would be like to have Bobby sucking her breast and she was suddenly overcome with a need to confide her troublesome situation with her best friend. Reaching down with both hands she grabbed Caroline on either side of her head and pulled her away from her breast. She then bent her own head and gave the startled woman a deep tongue kiss which she broke off almost as soon as it got started saying, "Sorry, love, but I've got to talk about something."

A worried expression mixed with frustration crossed Caroline's features as she replied, "I hope it's nothing serious. Are you in some sort of trouble? Did I do something?"

Norma leaned back into the cushions while pulling her blouse closed in front of her and said, "No. It's not you. It's me. I must be crazy. " And she hesitated, trying to figure out a way to explain what was going on between her and Bobby.

Seeing what looked to Caroline like reluctance she quickly put it, "Come on, Norma, we've never had any secrets before. What is it?"

"Well... " and there was another long pause before she launched on breathlessly, "I'm not sure how to say this, but Bobby and I are having an affair - of sorts. "

"You're WHAT!?" Caroline blubbered. "With your OWN SON?!"

"Uh huh. With my own son. I know - it's wrong, it's even illegal. It's perverted, it's dirty, it's lecherous, it's filthy, it's nasty and lewd and I just LOVE it. I can't help myself."

"Holy shit, Norma! How did this all happen. And what do you mean by 'an affair of sorts'?"

"Well, I haven't exactly fucked him, but... " and Norma launched into the whole story while Caroline sat and listened without interrupting.

Thirty minutes later Norma finished the tale and sat back exhausted and feeling a little bit relieved that she had finally been able to share her secret with someone she could trust.

There was a couple of moments of silence which Caroline finally broke by saying, "Wow. You sure have a lot of will power. I'd have been fucking his brains out from the git-go. Anyway, I'm glad you told me. You just really needed to get this out, didn't you. And don't worry, I won't tell a soul, honest. Your secret's safe with me."

"Thanks - I needed to hear that, I guess," Norma replied, relieved.

"Yeah, well. Now I know why you've been avoiding me these last few weeks. And I don't blame you. Tell you what!"

"What?" Norma asked.

"I've got an idea how you're feeling, especially after what you said happened just this afternoon. You must really be uptight. What I want you to do is settle back here while I do you, OK. " When Norma started to protest Caroline said, "No! Now just listen to me. I know what you need so just do what I say, OK? So just settle back and enjoy this and don't worry about me. In fact, just close your eyes and think about Bobby while I do this to you, OK."

Norma just nodded her head and slouched down while Caroline reopened her blouse. Leaning down next to her, Caroline began once more to manipulate Norma's tumescent nipple with her lips and tongue while she reached under her skirt and began to fondle her large hard clit between thumb and forefinger. With her other hand she reached into her own slacks and began to masturbate herself. It wasn't even a minute before Norma's cunt drenched her best friend's hand with girl cum as her body shook with each wave of her orgasm. When the spasms passed, Norma just lay back and looked over at her friend and watched as Caroline finished herself off.

"Wow, that was short and sweet," Caroline said as she withdrew her hand from her waistband. "Wanna talk some more?"

"Not really. I'm super tired. I just want to go to sleep."

"Yeah, I understand. I'll bet you are worn out. Go on, go home and get some rest. We can talk later."

Norma leaned forwards and kissed Caroline lovingly and said, "Thanks for listening. You're a dear. " Pulling herself together she was out the door in a flash and sound asleep the minute she hit the bed.

Two weeks passed and it was another long dry spell for Bobby and Norma. Still remaining super cautious both acted as normal as possible and trudged on day after day hoping for a break. None came along. Norma did visit a couple of times with Caroline, but neither one seemed in the mood for sex so they just wound up talking. Norma was now of the opinion that maybe it would be best if they just stopped the whole business, but neither she nor Caroline could come up with a strategy that wouldn't be devastating to Bobby. The only thing they thought they could hope for was that Ariel or one of his other girlfriends would grab his attention - or maybe something else - and divert his interests and sexual energy in that direction. Otherwise they were stumped.

When the two weeks had rolled by and it was Friday again there didn't look like a thing they could do. Bobby had a ball game at Oakmore the next evening and it was decided that Jake and Norma would drive the hundred miles to see the big game. Even though Brad couldn't make it, Caroline wanted to go as well. After the game they could all get together with Bobby and go to this swell pizza place in Oakmore for a late supper. Bobby could then ride home with them instead of taking the team bus back. That would save his dad the trouble of having to pick him up at the high school so late that night.

Southfield played a magnificent game that evening and Bobby was the star. Flushed with victory he, his parents, and Caroline had pizza at Gino's Pizzeria. During the meal Bobby sensed something strange at the table. At first he couldn't put his finger on it and figured maybe he was getting "signals" from his mom, but when he started to pay attention to this he noticed that she didn't act out of character at all. She spent a lot of time talking to Caroline and him and virtually ignored his dad which was par for the course and nothing unusual. After some time he began to notice that Mrs. Bishop seemed to be giving him what he thought were weird looks. It was difficult to divine, but she seemed to look at him differently although he couldn't quite explain it to himself. And each time he looked over at her he noticed that she would look him directly in the eye as if no one else were at the table. She never broke contact; he was always the first one to look away. After awhile it got almost embarrassing and he simply quit looking at her altogether.

Caroline Bishop had been their next door neighbor and Bobby's mom's best friend for just about as far back as he could remember. She was a blond woman of medium build except that she had large breasts. She was cute in a "pixyish" sort of way which didn't especially appeal to Bobby, but she was always nice to him and paid him well for cutting her grass and doing odd chores now and then. To him, Caroline was just one of those sort of neutral people in his life; she was just there, neither liked or disliked. So why all of a sudden after all these years would she being acting funny like this? Or was he just imagining things. Bobby thought he was probably just very tired and hung over from the excitement of the ball game. He finally decided it was he and chalked the whole business up to his imagination.

Getting in the car for the two-hour drive back to Southfield it worked out that his mother sat up front while his dad drove. That put Bobby and Caroline in the back seat together. After just a few minutes his mother said something to him which he didn't hear. When she finally got his attention he said, "Sorry, mom. I guess I just dozed off for a second."