Selma Lopez was leafing through a romance novel when the sound of the front door slamming returned her to reality.
"Hi mom I'm home and Chuck is with me," her son Peter called from the entranceway.
"Is it ok if he stays for dinner," Peter asked.
"Sure dear," Selma replied as she picked up her book and began reading again.
When the boys made their way to the kitchen Chuck got a look at Mrs. Lopez, and once again, his heart leapt into his throat. At 38 years old Selma Lopez was still a vision of beauty and sensuality. She was reclining on the couch reading her book while her cinnamon colored hair cascaded midway down her back and framed a very beautiful and exotic face. Her dark chestnut brown eyes were a testament to her Spanish heritage as was her tight olive colored skin. Chuck gazed at her longingly and mused to himself
if her face gave her the beauty. It was her body that gave her the sensuality
. Her long frame was accentuated by a pair of magnificent legs that had been toned through her years as a swimming instructor and a professional lifeguard. Her wide child bearing hips caused most men to drool, as her perfect ass stirred their loins. Her upper body was blessed with a pair of magnificent 35 C breasts, which despite her age, showed no hint of sag.
Selma had been the object of Chuck's fantasy ever since he had hit puberty, and now that he was 18, she had ultimately become his obsession. Every girl he was with he compared to Selma and every girl came up short. She haunted his dreams and lingered in his conciseness long after sleep released its grip on him, she was quite simply his ultimate attraction.
The boys went downstairs to play video games until Mr. Ramone Lopez came home and Selma called them for dinner. All through the meal however, Chuck was having a hard time concentration on the conversation, because each time Selma bent down to serve from the mashed potatoes he caught a glance of her lacey black bra. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably as his cock began to harden, until he could take it no more and excused himself to go to the bathroom and relieve his aching cock. As he walked into the bathroom, he was pleasantly surprised to see the laundry hamper up against the wall, and as he quickly searched its contents his cock grew even harder in his jeans as his hands wrapped around a pair of Selma's thongs. He quickly sprung his cock from its constricting prison, and placing her thong up to his nose inhaled her womanly scent, and began to pound his meat for all he was worth. He began to visualize himself deep inside of her, and pounding his cock in and out, as she wrapped her magnificent legs around him. He imagined her moaning with pleasure as he penetrated her womb, and he greedily suckled from her breasts. And he imagined her big full lips wrapped around his cock as she hungrily milked him for hours on end, until finally he exploded his seed deep into her waiting mouth. He wrapped the thong around his cock and began to pump harder, until he released into her thong, and after cleaning up and sliding her thong into his pocket, washed his hand and returned to the dinner table.
"So are you guys excited about our Halloween party," Mr. Lopez asked as the dinner resumed.
"It's the first time you guys are old enough to come so it should be fun. That is if you don't mind hanging out with us old folks," Selma said as she winked at her husband.
"No not at all Mrs. Lopez. I'm very excited. Peter and I have been talking about it all month," Chuck replied as he continued eating and ogling Selma.
The party at the Lopez's was the best of the year and for good reason. Over the years it had gotten the reputation as being one of the wildest party's around and Chuck had been planning for over a year for it. He had a wild scheme and if it worked it would bring him his ultimate prize, but if it failed it could ruin his life and probably send him to jail. It was desperate and he knew it, but Selma to him was worth the risk and as he quietly made small talk his cock once again began to harden at the thought of his plan. He was the same height and build of Mr. Lopez, and through his simple reasoning, if he had the same costume as Mr. Lopez and he did not speak directly to her, Selma wouldn't know that it was not her husband. His only real obstacle was to get Lopez away from Selma, but he knew Peter could help him out with that, even if Peter didn't know it himself.
That night as he lay in bed he began to worry about a million different things, but one thought of Selma's beautiful face and sexy body pushed all doubt and thoughts of it being wrong out of his mind. His cock began to grow and as he fantasized about her once gain, he gained an elicit thrill thinking that in 24 hours it would no longer be a fantasy.
The party began at 8pm and Chuck arrived just after 9pm. He was dressed in a typical ghost costume with white paint on his face, but he carried with him a bag in which was the exact mask Mr. Lopez was wearing. He mingled for a while until he found Peter and the both began making their rounds around the party, but Chuck stopped when he saw Selma. She was dressed as a female vampire, in a black form fitting gown slit up the leg to her mid thigh, and low cut up top to show off her fantastic cleavage, her hair was wild and draped over her cleavage in a failed attempt to advert prying eyes. Chuck had to pinch himself to prove he was not dreaming. She was at that moment the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.
"Man put your tongue back in your mouth," Peter said as he handed Chuck a beer.
"I'm sorry Pete. I know she is your mom," Chuck replied sheepishly.
"Yeah well try to remember that and don't do that stuff in front of me. Damn I knew she shouldn't have worn that dress," Peter said.
"I'm sorry Pete," Chuck said but his eyes were still fixed on Selma.
"It's ok," Peter said as he slapped him on the back and they continued to mingle around.
As the party continued Chuck noticed Selma drinking more and more, and starting to become a little bit flirty. When she danced with her husband she began to grind herself up against him, and more than a few people noticed, the bulge in Mr. Lopez's pants. The time to put his plan into action was now, so without being noticed he quickly took the large bag of ice out of the freezer, and put it in the sink under hot water. Within 3 minutes all the ice had completely melted and Chuck went to alert Mr. Lopez.
"Oh I can go get the Ice Mr. Lopez, my car is right outside," Chuck said drunkenly.
"Forget it Chuck you have been drinking. Peter and I will go, you tell Mrs. Lopez where we went ok," Lopez said as he took Chuck's keys from him and headed out the door with Peter.
"Sure thing sir. You can count on me," Chuck said as they left.
Once they were gone Chuck opened up the bag that he was carrying and took out the mask that exactly matched Mr. Lopez's. The mask fit over his head and covered his eyes and his nose, but it left his mouth open to exposure. He looked at his reflection in the glass sliding door, and satisfied that he looked sufficiently like her husband, returned to the party. His heart was beating rapidly as he moved around the party looking for Selma, and when he found her bending down to pick up a party favor, his cock instantly swelled at the sight of her magnificent ass. He saw her excuse herself from her conversation, and followed her as she made her way down the basement to get another bottle of wine. He stood momentarily at the door, and realizing this was the point of no return, calmly followed her down and locked the door behind him.
The music from the upstairs was very loud, which masked the sound as he came down the steps, and saw her once again bending in an awkward position to get a bottle of wine. His cock was now on the verge of bursting when he saw her wonderful ass thrust out and noticed the straps from the tight thong she wore through the thin fabric of her gown. He wasted no more time, but quickly strode up behind her, and while gently gripping her hips, began to grind his bulge against her ass.
