Cont.
The boys arrived back just in time for lunch which I had neatly prepared for them. Jack asked me if they could borrow my car to show Mark around town, I thought why not but be back before tea. Needless to say I shouldve given a specific time since it was well after tea and they weren’t back yet. I had mixed emotions of worry and anger the longer I waited, hubby just went to bed saying they’ll be ok,
“They’re just your typical red-blooded teenagers on the hunt for girls, they’ll be back”
This made me angry at him for not caring enough so I waited up by myself. Just as I was about to give up I hear the sound of my car, I looked at the time and it was almost midnight. I went from a sense of relief to anger, so made my way to the door to give them an earful when Mark walks in carrying my son Jack who was so drunk he passed out. He is just like his dad, those two and alcohol = lights out until morning.
“eh Jean, we went to this party and Jack got drunk so I had to drive home, hope you don’t mind” Mark said while standing there without even a flinch while holding Jack.
“Well to be honest you guys shouldve at least called to let us know where you guys were” I replied.
I told him there’s food in the warmer and to take Jack to bed. I heated up the food for him, he walked back into the kitchen without me noticing as I had my back turned to him. I heard the refrigerator open and as I turned around I could see he was only wearing a pair of briefs with a white singlet hanging over his shoulder. I was startled to see a half naked man other than my husband in my kitchen, not to mention his drooling muscular ripped back, his chunky buttocks and very black skin which was in stark contrast to the white appliances around the kitchen, it made my heart skip a beat. I quickly moved towards the table not wanting him to know I was staring and placed the plate of food on a placemat. As he turned and walked towards the table, I caught a glimpse of the biggest ‘non-erect’ bulge I have ever seen on a person, this teenager who could pass as a mature man was seriously ‘packing’ and thinking back to yesterday when I first met him I thought I noticed a bit of a bump down there.
“I hope you don’t mind me walking around in my briefs as I didn’t have any clean clothes to wear” his deep voice echoed as it awoke me from my glance.
“Oh that’s ok,I forgot to tell you I washed and folded your clothes and placed them in the drawer” I replied.
“Thanks, you know I was going to do it myself but Jack insisted to leave it to you, so I hope it wasn’t too much trouble”
“Certainly not, it was my pleasure” I said as I blushed.
I walked over to get a glass and knife and folk when he politely said
“Its ok, I can get it”
I insisted since he was a guest, as we both reached out to grab a glass from the cupboard my nipples lightly brushed him sending a tingling sensation through my body, I gave a slight grin and we both excused ourselves then walked back to the table. We made light talk while he was eating, mainly about his memories of his time in Africa. When he finished eating, he thanked me for the meal, packed up said our goodnights and we both went to bed. I wasn’t tired at that point, so it had me lying awake in bed with naughty thoughts, picturing the wonderful specimen of a man I had seen earlier. I was angry at myself for thinking like this, so tried to force my self to sleep. About half an hour of tossing and turning had passed before I noticed a light seeping through the bottom of our door. I thought Mark must’ve left a light on so I got up to turn it off. I noticed it was the bathroom light and the door was slightly ajar so I walked towards it and just as I was about the push the door open I heard a low groan coming from the bathroom and I froze. I peeped through the crack in the door and my jaw just dropped at the most amazing sight I had ever seen. It was Mark; he was rubbing what looked like a python struggling to escape the restraints of his briefs forming an erect tent. I knew I should walk away at that point but something had me glued to that spot like I was watching an erotic suspense thriller. I swallowed as the saliva began to build in my mouth when I noticed what he had in his other hand, it was a photo of me that was hanging in the living room, he then bent down and picked up what looked like the pair of panties I had on today which I put in the laundry basket before I showered. He held my panties to his face and took one big whiff as if to inhale the scent I left on them. He slipped his tongue under the crotch of the panties and began running it up and down the part where my pussy was just hours earlier. He then began chewing on it, sucking it as if he were sucking out the last drop of water in a drying water pouch. I then heard him whisper
“Hmmm…your pussy is what I live for”
I started getting a feeling at the pit of my stomach, a feeling that’s been absent from my life for a very long time. I watched him stretch the leg opening on the left side of his briefs while struggling to release his suffocating monster.
Out popped the bulbous head along with about 5 inches of shaft, it was huge, about as thick as my wrist and very black, I could see there was more hidden in his briefs so I wasn’t quite sure of the length but I do know its enough to satisfy even the loneliest housewife. He wrapped my panties around his wonderful shaft and started slowly and deliberately stroking it all the while looking at my picture. I had never had anyone lust for me in this intense manner, I could see he was really enjoying it and so was I. Just as his rhythm began to pick up I felt something move around my legs, it was our cat, I gave it a little nudge to shoo it away but instead it leaned on the door and pushed it open and walked in. Mark got a fright and immediately stopped his actions while trying his best to pull his erect shaft under his briefs, as he was doing that I quickly scampered back to my room hoping he didn’t see me. A minute later I saw the light turn off as I lay there in the dark. Numerous thoughts raced through my mind from guilt to pleasure and anxiety all in one. My heart was pounding with excitement from almost getting caught that it wasn’t until I was in bed when I noticed the amount of wetness between my legs. I didn’t want to touch it in case I had to finish it off and I didn’t want to wake Bobby or touch myself picturing someone else. I knew I shouldn’t have these feelings brought on by this young man, not to mention the fact hes my sons friend and Im a married woman and in love with my husband. I said to myself it was only an innocent incident that I happened to stumble upon, its not like I did anything wrong so I left it at that and fell asleep.
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