"Ugh! Pat moaned as he let loose his torrent of cum between Sally's legs and collapsed on top of her petite body. It was over, her virginity was his at last, but, what he had turned loose in Sally was yet to be revealed."
Mary squirmed and put down her iPad. She loved reading in the morning and this morning she had an empty house, her husband and son had left the day before to visit her in-laws. She had stayed behind because she wanted to do some projects around the house.
She put her hand down her panties and felt the wetness her romance novel had caused. Mary thought about pleasuring herself right there but then remembered the vibrator her husband had bought her. She never used it, it embarrassed her when her husband gave it to her, but this morning she was alone, and who would know?
Mary got to her feet and went to the top shelf in her closet where she had hidden it. She took down the small satchel she placed it in and opened it. She saw the large purple penis shaped vibrator. She was embarrassed, even alone she felt guilt for taking her pleasure into her own hands, so to speak. She grasped the foreign object and picked it up. She examined the buttons and pushed one to see if it still had power. It hummed to life, startling her. Mary pushed it to her pussy through her cloths feeling the sensation.
"This might be fun." She said aloud.
The satchel was carefully returned to its perch and Mary took the dildo to the bed, she sat on the edge and examined it more closely. It had a large head like her husband's cock, but was longer and larger around. She felt the ridges and girth a long while. Finally she put it aside on the sheets, her timidity had gotten the best of her. The embarrassment overcame her desire. She told herself she needed to take a shower first, it was 11:00 already, she would indulge herself later.
Mary enjoyed a long hot shower. She even used some of the scented liquid soap she had been given as gifts throughout the year. She liked the way it made her skin so soft and the delicate scent that lingered. She stepped out into the chilly room and rubbed her body with a clean towel. She walked into her bedroom and went to her dresser, opened a drawer and took out a white t-shirt and her pink Nike biker shorts. She didn't bother with panties or a bra, opting for comfort rather than decorum since she was alone. She went downstairs without another thought of the toy on the bed.
Mary hadn't been downstairs today so she went to the kitchen to put on her morning coffee. While the water coursed through the basket of the coffeemaker Mary went to the cabinet and got down her favorite mug "World's Best Mom" it said, in colorful lettering. The mug was a gift from her som several years ago.
She was just thinking about going out for the morning paper when the doorbell rang. Mary looked out the window and saw Jeremy. Jeremy was a long time friend of her son. She had watched the two of them play baseball for years, and now it was their senior year and their last season.
She opened the door,"Good morning Jeremy!"
"Good morning Mrs. R!"
Jeremy was a handsome very athletic young man with broad shoulders and tight ass that Mary, guiltily, had looked at many times at the baseball games. He exuded confidence.
"Terry took home my duffle bag with my equipment in it. I texted him and he said it was in his room."
"Well your welcome to go up and look for it, but good luck, it's a mess." Her son's room was one of the projects she hoped to tackle while she was home alone, but time wasn't on her side.
Jeremy took off his sandals and bounded, two steps at a time, up the stairs. Mary returned to the kitchen and her coffee.
Jeremy entered Terry's room, stopped and took a deep breath, he had noticed Mrs R didn't have on a bra and he could see her nipples pressing against the bleached white cotton. He had admired Mrs R from afar for years. More than once, watching her at the games had made his cock swell and he wished he had a bigger cup.
He saw his equipment bag on the floor, he grabbed it and headed downstairs, tossed it near the door and walked into the kitchen. Mrs R, with her back to the door, was pouring herself a cup of coffee. Jeremy, unnoticed, stood there a moment enjoying the view of her tight ass in the pink biker shorts.
"That coffee smells good"
"You startled me!" Mary exclaimed and laughed, "Do you like coffee?"
"I drink it all the time."
"Well, sit down and join me. Cream or sugar?" She asked.
"No, black."
"Wow, I expected you would want both."
Jeremy sat on a stool at the island. "Yea, that's how the girls in high school drink it. I don't think there is much coffee in it!" They both laughed.
Mary enjoyed the company. The conversation was easy and she started seeing Jeremy as the young man he had become rather than the youth she expected.
"What will you do next year?"
"I'm still not sure, maybe a Community College. It depends if I get any scholarship offers."
They talked a few more minutes until their cups were empty.
"Why is that chair at the bottom of the steps?" Jeremy asked. Noticing a small overstuffed chair sitting, obviously, out of place.
"That's as far as I could get it alone. I'm planning on taking it up to my bedroom."
"I can get that for you!" Jeremy said, eager to help.
"Oh, no. It's much too heavy for one person to take upstairs. We'll get it when Terry and his dad get home."
"No, really, stuffed chairs aren't that heavy. I've helped move a lot of furniture." Jeremy said. Then he went up to the chair and picked it up to demonstrate.
"My god, you are so strong." She noticed his biceps as he hoisted the chair up and began up the steps. Mary followed him up the steps, staring at his shapely ass, it was at eye level after all.
"In here?" Jeremy said as he entered the darkened master bedroom, Mary had never lifted the shades.
"Yes, any place is fine." She said bringing up the rear.
