Anna closed her eyes in frustration as she felt her husband roll off her. She waited until she was sure that Jon was asleep beside her before she padded quietly to the bathroom to work herself off. She was an expert now at walking around the house in total darkness without bumping into anything. She quietly closed the door without once switching on the light, careful not to make any sound.
Once she was sure that she was safe from any discovery she quickly started to masturbate, her hands working in her clit at a feverish pace. As she reached for the showerhead to give her self a quick fuck, she heard footsteps behind her. Before she could turn around or cover herself, Anna felt a rough hand clutch at her dripping pussy and give it a good squeeze. She then felt another hand squeeze her breasts as two fingers jammed themselves up her cunt. Despite herself Anna moaned and gave herself upto the delicious feeling washing through her body.
Suddenly, Anna realized that her unknown lover could be none other than her stepson, who was home for a visit. She tried to free herself from the hands that were now fucking her in a quick rhythm, but her hungry body refused to give up the pleasure that had been denied her for so long. Robbie's one hand was on her breasts squeezing them and softly pinching her nipples, his lips were kissing her shoulders and he had nearly four fingers jammed up her cunt, which he was now fucking in a quick pace. Anna was now beyond the point of reason and she felt one of her hands move to her breast while the other moved down to her clit and started massaging it to match the pace set by Robbie. She felt a wonderful feeling build up inside, as she got closer to her climax. Soon she was dripping cum on Robbie's hands as she gave in to her first orgasm. Robbie let her go and Anna fell to the floor near her son's feet.
When she came to her senses, Robbie had gone. Anna took a cold shower as she felt the tears run down her cheeks when she realized her predicament. Anna was beautiful twenty-year old girl. At five feet five, with long hair and large eyes set in an oval face Anna had always thought she looked like a geek, that is till her figure began to develop. At 18, the shy awkward girl had blossomed into a sultry siren with 36C breasts, a narrow waist and wide hips. She was still very awkward around boys and her few experiences in the backs of cars had not convinced her that she was missing out on much. She had had more fun playing with herself at night than kissing some pimply teenagers. That is until her father caught her masturbating one night. He had taken his belt to her, whipping her for her wanton behavior all the while lecturing her on the evils of giving into the devil. Within one week of the incident she had been married of to Jon Keefe, her father's 45-year-old widowed co-worker.