Don Scott

Come with mom

CHAPTER ONE

Sara stood open-mouthed at the doorway to her husband's office. It took a moment for the full significance to register in her brain. There, sitting in his chair, was Eric. Her husband. And kneeling between his spread thighs was his secretary. She was giving him a slow, loving blow-job. Exactly the kind of blow-job that Sara had wanted to give Eric, only he had always told her that good wives didn't want to do that sort of thing to their husbands.

Leaning against Eric's desk was Frank, and he, too, was getting a blow-job from a young woman. Patti, Sara's daughter, shook her head sadly. Tears formed in her dark eyes as she watched the young blonde's mouth traveling slowly back and forth over her boyfriend's cock. It was clear that she was really enjoying taking Frank's hard prick into her mouth, which made Patti wonder why her boyfriend hadn't allowed her to suck his cock many times.

"Ohhhhhh!" Eric sighed. "Suck my cock, baby! Yeah! Ohhhh! Baby, you really know how to give head! You damn sure fucking do!"

The buxom brunette on her knees in front of Eric took his cock out of her mouth. She stroked his prick, looking up into his face.

"Does your wife give better head than I do?" she asked.

"Baby, that bitch can't suck cock worth a damn!" Eric said, then chuckled when his secretary resumed giving him the blow-job.

Those words had cut Sara deeply. She'd had enough men make passes at her in her life to be fairly convinced that she was attractive. To hear, from her own husbands lips no less, that she didn't give good blow-jobs was crushing.

The injustice of it made Sara want to scream. In bed, when she was making love to Eric, she had often asked him what he wanted. Eric seldom responded. He was of the variety that liked the missionary position only. So Sara accepted this. On rare occasions she would curl up at his waist and take his cock into her mouth, but this didn't happen very often, and Eric didn't let her do it for very long. Certainly not long enough to cum. And on equally rare occasions, Eric would lick Sara's cunt. She loved the feel of Eric's tongue sliding between the pink, moist lips of her cunt. But he never did it long enough, and if Sara reacted strongly to the tongue-fucking she received, Eric gave her one of those looks that said, "Good wives shouldn't be that way!"

Young Patti, with her ebony hair streaming over her shoulders and down her back, trembled softly as she watched Frank's cock being buried in the blonde girl's mouth. Frank had been her first real boyfriend, and she had gladly given her virginity to him. For months now she had felt an inner stirring, a sense that she was being held back by Frank. She had wanted to experiment, to do different things with him and to him, but Frank had always stopped her.

"That bitch!" Sara murmured under her breath, just loud enough for her daughter, standing beside her, to hear. "That, lousy bastard!"