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  “Come on in, handsome,” she said. “I’ve got something to show you…”

  Andy walked into the room slowly. Jamie was sitting on the bed. She was wearing a lingerie outfit that seemed to make the air wave with heat when he looked at it. Her huge tits were covered only by a tiny, relatively sheer top. It essentially only covered her nipples, and even then, the outline was very visible and clear.

  “Come on, have a seat,” she said.

  He walked over, focusing on his breathing in order to keep his dick from becoming any harder than it already was. Seeing his girlfriend’s mom like this was one thing, but becoming visibly aroused by it was another. Andy began to feel a small emotional conflict take root in his mind.

  “So…?” she asked, expectantly. “What do you think of this one?”

  Andy swallowed hard and took another look at her. The bottom of her outfit was almost thin enough to be considered pornographic. He felt very strange looking at his girlfriend’s mom and seeing so much of her skin, and it took a moment for him to formulate a response to her question.

  “It’s great, really great,” he said. “Is this, uh, an outfit for your modelling?”

  Jamie looked at him and smiled.

  “This is mostly the kind of modeling I do,” she said. “Online, through webcam, you know...For perverts and people who get off on that kind of thing.”

  She stood up and walked a couple feet forward, glancing back over her shoulder and giving Andy a tempting look. Jamie began to dance, her hips gyrating and pulling around in a circle. She turned back toward him and leaned forward, her lingerie top spilling forward to reveal her ample cleavage.

  Andy’s dick was rock hard at this point and almost impossible to hide. Jamie slowly lowered her face lower, and lower, and closer to his crotch, and then jumped back up and giggled.

  “That’s all for now sailor!” she said. “Head on down to the kitchen, I’ll meet you there in a second. The cookies should be cool.”

  “Ah, yeah, that’s right,” Andy replied. “I’ll head down there. Uh, thanks?”

  “Anytime,” said Jamie.

  CHAPTER 4

  Andy walked down into the living room. As he went by the front door to the house, a voice in the head seemed to urge him to go out it, and to get into his car and drive home. He shook it off. It was fine, he thought to himself. He was waiting for his girlfriend to get home and getting to know her mom a little better. He tried to make a convincing argument to himself as he walked into the kitchen and sat down in front of the cookies on the counter.

  He didn’t eat one right away, instead waiting until Jamie came back downstairs. She had changed back into the outfit he had seen on her initially, the t-shirt and yoga pants. She smiled at him shyly as she walked over. Andy couldn’t help but notice that it was almost as though she had shifted into the mannerisms of another woman, or rather, that she had let loose during the little fashion show upstairs.

  “Hey,” she said. “Let me get you a couple of these cookies to munch on,” she said.

  “Uh, thanks,” said Andy. “Can I get some milk to wash them down with?”

  “Anything for you, sweetie,” she said.

  Andy wasn’t typically a big fan of cookies, but as he bit into the one Jamie handed him, he found himself liking it. He wasn’t sure if it was the taste or his own desire to go with the flow, and to keep from offending the beautiful woman in front of him.

  “Here you go!” she said, handing him a glass of milk.

  “Thanks, Ms. Rogers,” he replied.

  He took a big sip of the milk and then set it down on the counter.

  “How are they?” she asked.

  “They are fantastic,” he said. As he looked up, his eyes caught sight of a clock on the wall. It had been almost an hour since he had arrived. He felt himself begin to get a little concerned. Jamie seemed to pick up on it immediately, almost as though she could read his mind.

  “I’m sure she’s just running some errands, honey,” she said. “My daughter can be a little flakey like that, sometimes.”

  “Yeah, okay,” he said. “It does seem a little weird that she didn’t call or text me. Maybe I should see if I can get a hold of her…”

  “Andy honey, I don’t know where she’s at, but I’ll tell you what I do know,” said Jamie. “She’s taking you for granted. A girl her age doesn’t really know how to appreciate what she has, or how to take full advantage of it…”

  Jamie had a strange look in her eye that made Andy pulse with excitement. He reached for the glass of milk on the counter, and as he was bringing it to his mouth, the condensation on the outside of the glass caused it to slip from his hand, spilling all over his lap and tumbling to the ground with a clatter.

  “Oh no!” said Jamie. “Here, let me get you cleaned up!”

  Andy pushed his chair back. The milk had completely soaked his pants and crotch, and he felt the wetness seeping into his boxers. Jamie came over with a rag. Instead of handing it to him, she knelt down in front of him and began wiping as much of it off as she could.

  “You are a messy boy, aren’t you?” she asked with a grin on her face.

  “Jeez, I’m sorry Ms. Rogers, I didn’t mean to…” his words trailed off as he began to feel the movement of the cloth against his crotch. Jamie was wiping up the milk, and given that most of it was located directly on top of his cock, it was an incredibly sensitive and overwhelming situation.

  “I don’t mind cleaning you up, Andy,” she said. “It’s alright. Just let me see if I can take care of you.”

  Andy felt an erection quickly springing to attention in his pants. He leaned his head back and stifled a groan. It almost felt as though Jamie was wiping the mess up in a way that intentionally pushed his buttons. She slowly rubbed the cloth and her hand along the length of his quickly hardening dick, teasing him with her movements.

  “I think I need to wash these,” she said. She unbuttoned his pants, pulled the zipper down the fly, and slid them down to his ankles. Andy’s boxers and the massive tent poking against the fabric of them were now right in front of Jamie’s face. She reached her hand with the cloth in it over, slowly.

  “I should make sure your boxers are dry too, honey,” she said.

  “Go ahead, Ms. Rogers,” he replied. “Do it…”

  Jamie brought the washcloth against Andy’s erection, and then wrapped it and her hand around it. She slowly began to move it up and down, jacking Andy off under the pretense of cleaning up the spill. He could only wonder whether or not she realized what she was doing, and concluded that she probably knew exactly what was going on.

  It felt amazing. Andy’s eyes were locked onto the top of her head. Jamie was on her knees in front of him. The angle in which she was bent forward at gave him a very nice view of her cleavage, and almost of her nipples. She seemed very interested in the nature of his erection, and stared at it intently as she pumped her hand up and down.

  It felt amazing. Andy could feel his cock beginning to throb dangerously, and his mind began to race with outcomes and possibilities. What if Marie found out about this? Worse still, what if she walked in on them? It was totally possible, and seemed almost a little surprising that she hadn’t already.

  Jamie took her other hand and slid it up Andy’s shirt. She looked up at him, smiled deviously, and increased her pace on his cock. He could feel the cum beginning to ready itself within his balls, and tried to warn her with his eyes. She seemed to relish in the control she had over him, and did not slow down.

  “Oh, wow,” he said, breathing heavy. “I, I think you cleaned it up, Ms. Rogers!”

  “Hold on,” she said, her voice seeming to tease him with its tone.

  Andy pushed his hips forward, no longer able to hold back. He shot a loud of hot, white, cum into his boxers, feeling Jamie’s hand flex and caress the tip as it began to spill out. There was a moment of complete silence as his orgasm swept over him. Jamie finally pulled her hand back and stood up, still smiling. />
  “That should do,” she said. “Do you want to take a shower while I wash your clothes? I can find you something to wear in the meantime.”

  “Okay,” he said. “That sounds good.”

  Jamie picked up his pants and then turned and left the room. Andy slowly stood to his feet, feeling conflicted and incredibly guilty about what had just happened.

  CHAPTER 5

  Andy stripped out of his clothes and opened the door to the shower. His heart was racing, and as he took his boxers off, the sticky cum clinging to their inside served as vivid and physical evidence of what had just happened. Jamie had jerked him off. He had blown his load at the hand of his girlfriend’s mom.

  He stepped into the shower and tried to shake the thoughts from his mind. He loved Marie. He had come here today to see Marie. What had just happened, it could very well have been an accident, or at least that’s what he told himself. His mind raced through rationalization after rationalization, trying to make things right and assuage the dark feeling inside his heart.

  After playing with the temperature knobs for a bit, Andy found a nice setting. The water has hot against his head and face, as if attempting to jar him back into a reality that made sense. He grabbed a bar of soap off the shower shelf and began scrubbing himself clean.

  The events kept playing themselves over and over again in his mind. He pictured Jamie, with her big, soft breasts, seductive eyes, and deliberate, sexual touch, working his cock as though it were some kind of game. He felt the excitement begin to grow again in his loins, despite himself.

  The shower went on for a while. Andy felt like the longer he drew it out, the better chance he had at diffusing the situation before it got even more out of hand. Maybe Marie would be back when he came out. Maybe the three of them could sit, and eat more cookies, and act like none of it had ever happened. His cock throbbed intensely, as if blatantly contradicting his hopes at the very root.

  “Andy, I have some clothes for you,” shouted Jamie from outside the door. “I can leave them right outside in the hallway…or I can bring them in.”

  He turned off the water, and thought for a moment about how to respond.

  “Bring them in,” he said. “It’s fine.”

  Jamie opened the door and walked into the bathroom. Andy could only see her profile from behind the opaque shower curtain. She placed his clothes on top of the lid of the toilet, and turned to leave. Andy felt almost as though something primal inside him had taken over, and he pulled open the shower curtain, exposing his naked body and rock hard cock to her.

  “Thanks, Jamie,” he said. “I really appreciate it,”

  She smiled at him broadly, checking out his package and blushing as if he had given it to her as a gift.

  “Oh, it’s no problem Andy,” she said. “I’m just glad I could help you out.”

  There was a pause, and then Jamie turned and left the bathroom. Andy dried himself off and took stock of the clothes. She had brought him a plain t-shirt, a pair of jean shorts, and some underwear, all of it looking like it had stepped through a time warp from the early nineties. He dressed himself, and then stepped out of the bathroom, feeling his semi hard cock rub against the soft, clean fabric.

  The sun had set. Jamie was in the living room lying on the couch and watching a TV show. The only light in the house came from the screen she was looking at, but it was enough to illuminate Andy’s face and expression. It was late, and he found himself wondering why Marie wasn’t back yet, and whether it was even worth holding out hope.

  “Do you need to go?” asked Jamie. She turned towards him on the couch, and Andy could see that she had changed back into the lingerie bra and panty set she had modeled for him before. “Or do you want to stay, and join me on the couch?”

  “I’ll stay,” said Andy. His cock was quickly growing back to its full proportions in his pants, and he could feel hot excitement flowing through him as he walked over her.

  Electricity seemed to spark between them. Andy sat down, looking towards the TV. His hand immediately began to roam, up Jamie’s leg, up her thigh, all the way up until it settled on her womanhood.

  “Oh, what did you find,” she said. “Are you doing something naughty, Andy?”

  A wave of frustrated arousal seemed to crash into the last bit of resistance Andy had. He rubbed his palm against her cunt, and then leaned his upper body in and kissed his girlfriend’s mom passionately. She met his embrace, wrapping her arms around him and spreading her legs like an animal in heat.

  The clothes that Andy had just put on were quickly taken off. He pulled his t-shirt up and over his head, and Jamie went to work unbuttoning his shorts and sliding them down off him. Both of them were only wearing the slightest of undergarments, and their limbs wrapped into a tangle as they fell back onto the couch, kissing and rubbing up against each other with intensity.

  Andy slipped his hand into Jamie’s panties. They were soaking wet, and he immediately found his fingers pulling downwards at them, almost as if they had a mind of their own. Jamie wiggled out of them, and Andy fumbled for a second with her bra before giving up and roughly slipping it up and over her arms and head.

  Jamie grabbed at the waistband of his briefs and pulled down. His cock popped out, rock hard and completely at attention. Andy finished taking off his underwear, and then dropped down on top of Jamie. His cock found her wet and waiting cunt with little trouble, and he pushed up inside of her.

  “Oh god,” said Jamie. “I…I can’t believe this is…wait a second. Hold on Andy, wait!”

  Andy stopped in mid pump, his cock halfway inside of her. She felt amazing, and her juices were acting as a lubricant. There was so much warmth pulsing out of her cunt, and Andy felt his dick screaming to push in deeper, to fuck her with reckless abandon, regardless of who she was and what it meant.

  He brought his face close to Jamie’s neck, and let his breath out against her neck, hot and humid.

  “Do you really want me to stop, Jamie?” he whispered. “Or do you want me to fuck you harder than I’ve ever fucked your daughter before?”

  “Oh god…oh my god,” cried Jamie. She pumped her hips up slightly against Andy’s dick, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. “Fuck me Andy…please, fuck me.”

  He didn’t need her to ask him twice. Andy began slamming his cock into his girlfriend’s mother as if it was what he was put on the planet to do. Her pussy was tighter than he had expected, and the sensation drove him to push into her even harder.

  Jamie was moaning and crying out almost as though it was the first time for her. Andy couldn’t help but notice that she seemed a lot more sensitive and a lot more reactive to his cock than her daughter typically was. It made the situation even more erotic, and taboo.

  Her huge breasts were bouncing in rhythm with Andy’s pace. He couldn’t help but notice just how much larger they were than her daughter’s. Andy found himself comparing her more and more to Marie, and his cock seemed to tingle and pulse for as though it were casting dramatic judgment.

  Jamie cried out and tensed up, her cunt beginning to tighten around his cock. She breathed heavy, and her head rolled back. Andy could tell that she was having an orgasm, but he didn’t slow down. In fact, it made him want to fuck her even more. He had to finish this, and do what she had been teasing him to do all night long.

  “That’s right, Ms. Rogers,” he said. “This is something you can never take back.”

  “Oh god Andy,” she said. “What, what are you…”

  “You’re going to be my slut from now on,” he whispered into her ear. “I’m going to keep dating your daughter, and I’m going to keep fucking you.”

  Jamie cried out again, even louder this time. Andy pumped into her as hard as he could for a couple more strokes, and then felt his dick explode, spraying his white hot load deep inside the womb of the woman who could quite possibly end up one day being his mother in-law.

  He collapsed onto the couch next to her, exhausted. It was a
lmost unreal, and neither of them said anything for a minute, both trying to process what had just happened and what it meant. Finally, Andy rubbed her shoulder, and smiled at her.

  “So what is this show, anyway?” he asked.

  Jamie smiled back at him.

  EPILOGUE

  It was about an hour later when Marie finally came home. Jamie and Andy were sitting on the couch, still watching TV, a safe distance apart.

  “Andy, hey,” she said. “I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you, Carissa’s boyfriend was in a car accident. I was at the hospital with her.”

  “It’s fine,” he said, smiling. “I figured it was probably something like that.”

  “Were you alright here while I was gone?” she asked. “What did you end up doing?”

  “Oh, nothing,” he said. “I just hung out with your mom. She’s quite the character.”

  Jamie blushed, and forced a smile.

  “Anyway, I should get going back to my own house,” he said. “I’ll call you both tomorrow.”

  Andy got up and headed for the door, and Marie gave her mom a very confused and very curious look. Jamie just smiled, and turned back to the TV.

  END

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