Jacob Hay came down the stairs of Number 1 Coronation Street.
"Oh its you," said Tracy McDonald as she greeted her daughters boyfriend.
Jacob replied politely, "good morning Mrs.McDonald, you said I could have a shower before work."
Jacob and Tracy's daughter Amy were living with her parents after having left the run down flat they had been living in.
"Ok, you know where the towels are, and don't be too long, I need a shower too."
As he left the room, he turned and with a wink, said "you could always join me, save water and all that."
"Cheeky sod," said Tracy flinging a cushion as Jacob disappeared up the stairs.
Tracy watched him up the stairs and admitted to herself that he was a fit young man and could see what her daughter saw in him.
She heard the shower begin and visualised Jacob soaping his naked body and letting the jets soak him. She began to get moist.
"God, I'm old enough to be his mother and here I am fantasising about my daughters boyfriend fucking my brains out" Tracy said out loud to herself.
Her husband Steve had been rather negligent in the bedroom lately, once a month if she was lucky, and even then, he was a real, wham, bam, thank you mam operator. She couldn't remember the last time he had gone down on her, which she really loved.
She was about to dismiss the thoughts, when she thought, about what Jacob had said about joining him, "why not."
She climbed the stairs, telling herself to not be so stupid with each one step she took. It was at the top that she slipped off her sweater, quickly followed by her leggings, bra and panties.
As she entered the bathroom, Jacob behind the shower curtain was unaware that his girlfriends mother was there. The first inclination he had was when a hand took hold of his limp cock and began to rub.
Tracy pulled the curtain aside and climbed into the bath. The shower was the basic with a head connected to the taps.
With her hand still stroking Jacob's quickly growing cock, Tracy said, "You invited me, so here I am"