This is a fantasy that is a little based on a friend's tale to me. I took the concept and with the help of my hubby added some new twists and turns. Hope you enjoy.
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My name is Lori Thomas; I'm 28 and have been married for six years to my college sweetheart Drew. Two years ago I gave birth a boy, Tommy, and became a stay at home mom. I'm a short woman right barely 5 foot tall and have to admit that I still have some of the baby weight still on me. My tits though, have retained their size, a full double "D". I guess it might have something to do with the little bit of weight I have retained.
Drew is 5' 10" weighs in about 180. Drew looks tall next to me but not as much with other guys. Our sex life was pretty good before little Tommy came along but since his birth sex has been nonexistent.
I know that I share some of the fault for our lack of sex but I began to blame Drew. Having a baby means being tired all the time, but it seemed that Drew has lost all interest in sex, at least with me. I believe that I could count on one hand the times we have fucked since the baby was born and Drew has not gone done on me one time since Tommy came along, even though I have begged him a few times.
Drew even recently turned down a blow job, saying he was too tired. What guy turns down his dick being sucked? I was mad at him for a week after that.
I knew I should have kept it to myself but I told one of my girlfriends about our problems. She suggested that Drew might be having an affair. She pointed me to a few articles on "how to tell if your man is cheating on you." Drew did have several indicators but the one that convinced me was finding lipstick on the collar of two of his shirts. I knew I should confront him but was too scared to hear the answer.
Drew and I had been invited to neighborhood dinner party on an upcoming Friday night. He agreed after I practically begged him. I was really looking forward to the party; I hadn't been out of the house much since the baby. This was also going to be the third time we had left Tommy with a sitter. A young girl down the street, Rachael, had sat for us the previous two times was going to sit for us Friday. She was a very responsible girl who was graduating from high school.
On Monday of the week of the party Drew tells me that he will have to go out of town over the weekend for work, leaving that Thursday. I got suspicious of him when he told me that his traveling partner was Julie from accounting. I had heard of this Julie at his office's Christmas party. Several women who worked with Drew told me that Julie was the office slut. She especially liked to fuck the married guys in the office. I had all the evidence I needed to convince me that Drew was cheating. Again I was too scared to confront him.
I told Drew that I was still going to the party anyway. We already had the sitter booked I told him. He could tell I was mad at him but I don't think he cared.
Drew left on Thursday morning for his "business trip." It was also Thursday that I got the call from my sitter.
Rachael told me she was very sorry but she couldn't sit for me Friday night. She said she had to spend the weekend at the college that had accepted her for the chance at a scholarship.
I told her I understood and not to worry but I think she could hear the disappointment in my voice.
Rachael piped up that she could ask her brother Ben, who was home from college. She was sure he would do it.
I almost told her no, I wasn't sure about having a male babysitter. But I felt I really needed a night out so I asked her to have her brother call me.
A few minutes later Ben was on the phone telling me that he would be glad to take his sisters place and take care of Tommy. He sounded nice and I felt a little disparate. I agreed and told him the time.
Friday night arrived and Ben showed up right on time. I couldn't help but stare at him, he was really cute. Ben was about 6' 1"; he looked fit but not the body builder type. His shorts were a little baggy. I could see that his legs look long and lean. I thought to myself, I can't believe I checking out this college kid.
I had on a medium length skirt and a blouse that showed plenty of my cleavage. I guess I want someone to look at me to see more than a mother. With Ben's height he had a good view down my blouse and it appeared that his eyes were fixed on my tits as we talked.
Ben was very polite, calling me mam and Mrs. Thomas. I told him to please call me Lori. He made the comment that I looked like I was going to a club rather than a neighborhood dinner party. That comment made me feel good.
I showed him where everything was in the house and told him all the particulars about taking care of Tommy. Ben and Tommy hit it off right away and were quickly playing blocks as I was out the door.
The party was nice; I had a few glasses of wine but not too much. I was happy to be out of the house. It seemed that everyone kept asking about Drew, which annoyed me. After dinner I decided I had enough. I said my goodbyes and headed home.
When I arrived home Ben was sitting on the couch with his shoes off. He said Tommy had conked out and was fast asleep. Ben made a comment that I was home early, he thought he was going to be here till midnight. Ben got up and started to gather himself to leave.
"You don't have to leave just yet, I will pay you till midnight. I need a drink will you have one with me? I really don't want to drink alone." I asked.
"Sure I would love to have a drink with you Mrs. Thomas." Ben said.
I got myself some wine and Ben said he preferred a beer. As I gave him the beer it dawned on me that Ben had just completed his first year in college and was either 19 or at most 20. I was giving alcohol to a minor. I convinced myself that it was in college and all college kids drank.
Pretty soon I had 3 glasses of wine in me and Ben was on his third beer. We had been talking about a lot of things including girls he had dated. Pretty soon I was telling Ben about my fears that Drew was having an affair.
Ben made a comment that my husband was crazy for fucking another woman when he had me. I blushed a little and gave him a hug for saying that. I think it may have been the wine but I was very comfortable talking with him and getting turned on.
We talked for what seemed like an hour; several times my hand would land on Ben's thigh as we talked. I have always been touchy when I talk. His legs felt very nice in my hand. I finally just left my hand on his thigh gently rubbing his leg up and down. My glance went to his crotch, where it appeared that Ben was starting to develop a tent. I was a little excited to see that I was turning Ben on. I just blurted out, "Ben, when you first got here were you looking down my blouse at my tits?"
Before he could answer we heard a cry from upstairs. I quickly pulled my hand from Ben's thigh and ran to Tommy's room. It was only a wet diaper. I changed it and he quickly fell back asleep. I went to bathroom washing my hands and looking at myself in the mirror. What the hell was I doing?
