I'm 19 and live at home with my Mum. Her and my Dad divorced when I was younger and so it's just me and her in the house. She has these regular parties where she will invite a few of her friends over so they can get blind drunk. Usually I'm not in when she has them, or I just stay upstairs out of the way.
The party I'm going to tell you about I was at home. Mum had told me she was going to be having the party and asked me to stay upstairs. This was fine by me, I'd just get a few cans of beer and watch a film or something.
On the night of the party I was already upstairs drinking my first can of beer and reading a magazine when I heard loud voices laughing and talking outside. Curious to see who my Mum had invited, I had a look out the window. Coming down the drive were Pam and Sally, two of my Mum's friends around her own age, 45. But there was also her friend Sarah, who looks to be around 27.
Sarah is absolutely stunning. I have seen her around quite a few times, picking her kids up from school and things like that. She lives down the road from us in a big house with expensive cars and a rich husband. She has long blonde hair, a petite body that is in great shape after a couple of kids and I knew from hearing my Mum on the phone that she'd had a boob job.
I looked at her as she walked down our drive. She looked beautiful all dressed up with all her make-up on. She wore a tight fitting white top that had no straps which clung to her gorgeous body and stopped just below her belly-button, showing off her flat stomach, and a little black skirt that stopped mid-way down her thighs, showing off her great legs. I lay back down on my bed thinking of how good Sarah looked as I opened another can.
I could now hear the voices of the four women coming from inside my house, laughing and joking. I listened for a bit but couldn't really hear what they were saying so I put on a DVD and started to watch it.
As the credits started rolling up on the film two hours later I again listened for their voices. They were still laughing and talking. I thought again about Sarah, fantasising about her. I stroked my slowly hardening cock through my trousers. 'I'd love to fuck her,' I thought. I put my hand inside my trousers and carried on playing with my cock. There was something about playing with my cock while Sarah was in the house that turned me on even more.
I was rock hard now, pulling on my cock and stroking it. Then I froze, someone was coming up the stairs. I quickly pushed my cock back into my trousers and sat up on my bed. The door opened slowly and Sarah poked her head in. I could tell she was drunk, her eyes seemed a little out of focus.
"Oh hi Marcus, I didn't know you were in" she said, "I was just looking for the toilet up here. Pam's been on the one downstairs for a while, hehe."
Wow, I didn't know she knew my name, I could feel myself going red, "Erm.. Hi Sarah," I said still very aware of my hard cock in my trousers, "The toilet's just across the landing."
"Thanks babe."
And with one last glance at me and a smile she left my room. I was so embarrassed. Had she noticed how red I was, or worse the bulge in my trousers? My cock was slowly shrinking now, along with any hopes and fantasies of ever being with Sarah. I lay back down on my bed and heard Sarah flush the chain and head off back downstairs and she was greeted by more laughter.
