Jason and Sylvia's mother lay in bed next to each other and rested for a while after their intense lovemaking session. The young man wasn't sure whether they were finished for the day or not. If they were finished, it wouldn't upset him too much. He and Sylvia's mother had already made love more times than he could count. His weekend in the Poconos had, so far, exceeded his wildest dreams, and it had barely started.
He soon learned that his partner had no idea of quitting. Karen rolled onto her side and her hands and lips began to move lightly over his body and he once again felt himself responding to her caresses. "Oh, God, Karen..." he groaned, his hips twisting and turning, while her fingernails traced a trail of fire down over his belly. "God!"
"You're such a wonderful young man, Jason," Sylvia's mother purred while her hands blazed tingling trails all over his flesh. "You've done such wonderful things to me. I think you deserve a very special kiss." She bent over his middle and took his partially erect penis in her mouth.
"Ahh!" Jason moaned. Ecstasy bubbled through him while Sylvia's mother did wonderful things to him with her lips and tongue. Her mouth was magic! His fingers clawed the sheets as wave after wave of delight swept over him. He felt his insides begin to churn. He was going to come! "Oh, Jesus!" he groaned, "Karen...I-I...I'm gonna come if you keep doing that! It...that feels too good!"
If Sylvia's mother heard his plaintive cry of warning and felt the fervent movements of his body, she gave no indication. Instead, it seemed as if her efforts intensified. She began rolling his balls in her hand and trailing her fingernails ever so lightly up and down on the sensitive skin of his inner thighs.
Jason realized Sylvia's mother wasn't heeding his warning and he struggled to maintain control and keep from coming, but the harder he tried, the less control he seemed to have! "Gahh!" he moaned. He couldn't wait any longer! While his loins contorted with powerful, fabulous sensations, he erupted into her mouth.
Sylvia's mother continued licking and sucking the young man until his cock began to soften. Only then did she let it slide from her mouth. Her face slick with his come, she stretched out on the bed next to him and kissed him.
"What about you?" Jason asked. "That was fantastic for me, but what about you?"
"Believe it or not, when you came, I did, too, my darling," Sylvia's mother said softly.
"You did?" Jason asked. He was surprised. He was learning more and more fascinating stuff about sex all the time. "I didn't know that could happen."
Karen smiled at him and caressed his face tenderly. "I didn't either, love," she said softly, and kissed him again. "It's never happened to me before. Being with you is one wonderful new experience after another."
"It sure is!" Jason agreed and kissed her.
"You are an incredible young man, Jason," Sylvia's mother said and they exchanged another soft kiss. "I wish I'd met someone like you when I was your age. One of these days, you're going to make some lucky girl a fine husband."
Jason blushed. They snuggled a little longer, then Sylvia's mother got out of bed. "I suppose we should get up," she said, slipping into her robe. "But because of you..." She grinned at Jason, "I have to take a bath. I'm all sticky."
After Sylvia's mother left for the bathroom, Jason got up, got dressed, and went downstairs. He was standing in the kitchen, drinking a soda, when she walked into the kitchen wearing a man-tailored pink blouse and slacks. The phone rang and she walked over and answered it. "Hello," she said, then she paused, listening. "What's the matter, Milton?" she asked after a moment. Her voice had taken on an unhappy tone.
Jason, standing there, listening, felt very uncomfortable. He knew Sylvia's father had no idea what had been going on, but that didn't keep him from feeling guilty. And, judging from the look on Sylvia's mother's face, whatever her husband was telling her wasn't good news.
"Of course it couldn't be avoided! None of your damn crises can be avoided, can they, Milton?" Sylvia's mother snapped, then she listened, some more with her lips squeezed together in a straight line and her eyes afire with anger. "Your damn business has been more important than your family for some time! You do have a family, or have you forgotten that?" She listened again, her face reddening in anger. "Do what you have to, then. Go home if it's so damned important!" she snapped.
Jason, who felt very uncomfortable overhearing the argument Sylvia's mother was having with her husband, went outside. Since there was nothing else to do, he found a rake in the garage and raked some leaves out of the flowerbeds that surrounded the cabin. He had finished that and was walking toward the garage to put the rake away when Sylvia's mother came out of the house.
"I don't believe that man!" she said, her eyes flashing with anger. "He says he has an emergency at work and has to go home! Dammit, what's the matter with him?"
Jason listened. He wasn't sure why she stayed married to the man. From what he'd seen this weekend, Mr. Dooley was a real jerk at his best, and at his worst...
"Does that mean we have to go home, too?" he asked. He was disappointed. It looked like his wonderful weekend would be coming to an abrupt and early end.
