Between mother and son
David Crane
CHAPTER ONE
Usually, after her husband had left for the office and the kids had gone to school, Jessica Macarthur liked to go back to bed and spend a relaxing hour playing with her pussy. It wasn't that the voluptuous redhead needed to finger fuck herself. She got plenty of good fucking from her handsome husband, Dan and a bit on the side, as well, since she was a rather promiscuous lady.
It was more just a pleasant habit. Today, for a change, she decided to forego her ritual morning hand job.
Dan had thrown an energetic fuck into her before he left and she felt completely satisfied.
She lingered over a cup of coffee, wondering how to spend her time that morning and finally decided that she would clean out her son's bedroom closet. Jeff was a teenager and growing by leaps and bounds, turning into a tall, athletic young man, and his mother knew that there would be a lot of clothing he had outgrown which she could collect and send off to the Salvation Army.
Still wearing only her frilly, semi-transparent nightie, she got up from the table, stretching. Her big tits thrust out, the tips standing in twin peaks against the filmy, clinging material. Jessica wasn't feeling randy at the moment, but her nipples were always stiff and swollen.
She had noticed her son gaping at her tits across the breakfast table, earlier. It had delighted the lascivious lady to feel his gaze on her tits.
She left the kitchen, walking normally, which, for Jessica, meant swinging her heart shaped ass provocatively. She always moved that way, even when there was no one to admire her, just to keep in practice.
Jessica just loved to have men and boys stare at her with longing and lust, and she usually managed to give them plenty of sexy body to see.
She went upstairs, her nightie parting, plenty of smooth, sleek thigh exposed. Although her cunt wasn't really heated, it was still squishing juicily between her legs as she walked and she could feel a few trickles of her husband's thick jizz dribbling from her slot.