Nicole Everett trailed her hands lightly over Bobby Draper's body and grabbed his already-hard cock. She heard his groan of delight. One hand insistently stroked the young man's throbbing organ while the other rolled his balls and teased his scrotum.
Nicole's gestures felt incredibly good to Bobby, who groaned with delight and arched his back, pushing his hips up off the bed.
"You like that, don't you, Bobby?" Nicole asked. She was on the bed, naked, kneeling at his hips. God! She enjoyed turning him on so much!
"I love the way your cock feels when it's hard," Nicole murmured, eyes glazed with lust. She gave Bobby's swollen member a gentle squeeze. "You know, I'm not sure how I survived before I had this!"
Nicole woke up horny that morning. Her husband came home late the night before and got in bed without touching her, not that she wanted him to. He smelled of booze and she also thought she smelled the faint odor of perfume on him. She didn't care. He was a jerk! She didn't need her husband as long as she had Bobby.
The minute the young man arrived the next morning to do some yard work, she hauled him off to her bedroom.
"Mrs. Everett..." Bobby groaned, his hips twisting and turning. "Godddd!!"
"You're such a good boy," Nicole purred. "You deserve a very special kiss." She bent and took his cock in her mouth.
"Ahhhhhhhhh!!!!" Bobby moaned. Ecstasy bubbled through him while Mrs. Everett did remarkably wonderful things to him with her lips and tongue. His fingers clawed the sheets as wave after wave of delight swept over him. Mrs. Everett was an incredible cock-sucker! The young man felt his insides begin to churn. He was going to come! "Ahhhhhhhhh!" he groaned, "Mrs. Everett...I...I'm gonna come! It...that feels too good!"
Nicole heard the young man's plaintive cry of warning but sucking his cock was such a wonderful experience, she decided to let him come in her mouth.
Bobby realized Mrs. Everett wasn't heeding his warning. If anything, her actions intensified. He struggled to maintain control, but the harder he tried, the less control he seemed to have! "Gahhhhhhhh!!!!!" he moaned. He couldn't wait any longer! Powerfully, he erupted into her mouth.
Nicole felt her young lover's cock twitch and realized he was going to come. Then he was spewing his hot, sticky cream into her mouth! A shudder raced through her and she experienced an orgasm of her own! She continued licking and sucking the young man until his cock began to soften. Only then did she let it slide from her mouth. Tingling with the sweetness of what she'd just experienced, her face slick with his come, she stretched out on the bed next to him and kissed him.
"What about you?" Bobby asked. "That was fantastic for me, but what about you?"
"I came, too, love," Nicole said softly. Although she and Bobby had been making love for some time, it still unsettled her that every time she was with him, she seemed to be totally out of control. On the other hand, it did make for some wonderful experiences. Like coming from sucking his cock.
"You did?" Bobby asked, surprised. He was learning more and more about sex every day. "I didn't know that could happen."
"I didn't either," Nicole said and kissed him again. "Making love with you is one wonderful new experience after another."
"It sure is!" Bobby agreed kissing her back.
"You are an incredible young man," Nicole said and gave him a soft kiss. "I wish I'd met someone like you when I was your age. You're going to make some girl a fine husband."
Bobby blushed. They snuggled a little longer then Nicole got out of bed. "I really do things we need to do today," she said, slipping into her robe. "But because of you..." She grinned at Bobby, "I have to take another bath. I'm all sticky."
She started for the door, then stopped and turned. "I left some stuff out for lunch, if you want it."
"Thanks, Mrs. Everett," Bobby said. He was a little hungry, so he got up, dressed, went to the kitchen and ate.
While Bobby was eating, Nicole walked into the kitchen wearing a man-tailored pink blouse and slacks that clung lovingly to her long, lean legs and nicely formed bottom. She started to do something at the kitchen counter. The phone rang. She walked over and answered it. "Hello," she said, She paused, listening. "What's up?"
Bobby sat at the table, feeling a little uncomfortable. He couldn't hear what the person on the phone - he was pretty sure it was Mr. Everett - was saying, but judging from the look on her face, it wasn't good news.
"Of course it couldn't be avoided!" Nicole snapped. She listened, some more, her lips squeezed together in a straight line. "You haven't been home for more a couple of nights at a time in months! You do have a wife, or have you forgotten that?" She listened again, her face reddening in anger. "Why don't you move to Cleveland, then, if it's so damned important for you to be there all the time?" she snapped.
Bobby, uncomfortable about overhearing the conversation Mrs. Everett was having with her husband, got up, went outside, and raked leaves out of the flowerbeds for a while. He had finished and was walking toward the swimming pool with a broom, intending to sweep the walkway around the pool, when Mrs. Everett came out of the house and walked over to where Bobby was standing next to the swimming pool.
"I don't believe that man!" she said, her eyes flashing with anger. "He says he has to go to Cleveland again tonight. And he'll be gone for a week. Dammit, what's the matter with him, anyhow?"
Bobby listened. He wasn't sure why she stayed married to the man. As far as he could tell, Mr. Everett was a jerk. He'd heard his mother telling one of her friends that everyone in the neighborhood was positive Mr. Everett was having an affair.
"I don't need him," Nicole said finally, a look of determination on her face. "I've had it! The next time he comes home, I'm going to tell him he has to make a choice. Either he figures out a way to stay home more, or I'm going to get a divorce!"
Bobby stood there without saying anything. He felt uncomfortable discussing intimate details of her marriage with her.
Nicole looked at him, determination in her eyes. "I think it's about time I took a stand," she said. "He ignores me when he's home, which isn't often. It seems like all he wants is someone to wash his damn clothes cook, and keep his house cleaned up!"
"What are you going to do about money?" Bobby asked.
"By the time I'm done, I'll own him," Nicole said. She looked at Bobby and her eyes softened. "Heaven knows I haven't been a saint, but..." Her eyes clouded up and tears filled them.
Bobby dropped the broom and gathered Mrs. Everett into his arms. She laid her head in the crook of his neck.
"Bobby, do...do you think I'm wrong?" she asked, sniffling. That it was a little incongruous for her to be turning to a teenage boy she was having an affair with for advice about her marriage didn't occur to her. Bobby was there, he listened, and she desperately needed someone to listen to her.