"I'll just go down and check shall I?" Carol tried again.
"Come on, we're alone in the house. Let's take advantage of it." Nigel gave his wife's bum a playful slap.
They made love. Nigel was a kind and considerate lover. He always made sure Carol was ready and would wait for Carol to reach her peak before finishing himself. Soon after Nigel was snoring softly while Carol lay awake. Something about her latest orgasm had disturbed her. Specifically the images that had flashed behind her closed eyelids and played a large part in triggered it.
The previous Saturday afternoon Nigel had been at a working bee at the golf club. Carol was at a garden club event. Time had got away from her and she was late getting to the fast food chain to pick up Shelby. When she got there she expected to see her daughter waiting out front. Shelby wasn't there and the manager told her an Uber picked her up earlier because she felt unwell. Carol had been angry on the drive home. She'd specifically told Shelby to call her. Her mood didn't improve when she saw Ramon's car in the driveway.
The steam was on the verge of coming out of Carol's ears as she climbed the stairs heading towards Shelby's room. However her intention to storm in and demand answers was tempered by the sounds she heard as she got closer. Her daughters guttural moans. The slapping sound of skin hitting skin. She should have retreated. Somehow she couldn't. Carol slowed down but continued on until she got to the door that was slightly ajar.
Through the gap Carol could see Shelby bent over. Her upper body and head pressed against the wall. Ramon standing behind her holding her hips as he ploughed his long brown cock in and out. Shelby encouraging him to go faster and harder. His cock slipped out and he'd stepped back. Carol remembered it shining in the artificial light. Shelby turned around and Ramon was on her again. They had kissed frantically while his hands kneaded Shelby's pale breasts. Then the fucking had started again. Shelby had her back against the wall and legs wrapped around her lover's waist. Being supported by Ramon's muscular arms and his rampant cock.
It had taken all Carol's self control not to start touching herself. She'd moved slowly away to the stairs. Descending them as the two lovers both announced their pending orgasms. Retracing her steps to the front door she opened it and after a moment slammed it shut. Thus announcing to the other occupants of the house that she was home.
Since that afternoon something had changed inside Carol. She'd initiated sex three times with Nigel. Each time she had achieved release but it hadn't scratched the itch. The raw animal passion she'd experienced with Nigel earlier in their marriage and witnessed in her daughters bedroom was missing.
She found herself studying Ramon on weekends. He wasn't a big man. Average height, average weight, average looks but there had always been something about his nature. A confidence that seemed oversized for his slight, wiry frame. Now Carol felt she knew where some of it came from. What was it the magazine at the hairdresser called it? Big dick energy? More disturbing Carol now felt his leering eyes following her. Had he done it before? She wasn't sure. It could just be her overactive imagination.
Restless sleep eventually took over from fantasy. Carol woke briefly when Nigel rose early. It was club championships at the golf club today so she wouldn't see him until well into the evening. Sometime later she heard voices downstairs. Then Ramon's car started and backed out onto the road. Shelby had another shift today. She was home alone. There were chores to be done but Carol grabbed Nigel's pillow, pulled it down so she could hug it and went back to sleep.
Mid morning Carol was in a dreamy half sleep. The scene she had witnessed in her daughters bedroom was getting replayed in her head. Except instead of her daughter submitting to her boyfriend it was her body being mercilessly railed by Ramon. One hand was inside her pyjama top squeezing her breast while she ground her sex against the pillow between her legs.
Before things got completely out of control Carol roused herself. Rolling onto her back she put her husband's pillow back. The crotch of her pants were damp. Her pyjama top was twisted around her body. She sat up and tried to straighten it before pulling it over her head and throwing it toward the dirty clothes basket in the corner. Now she was sitting her bladder let her know she would have to get up. It was time for a shower anyway Carol thought.
Out of bed she walked down the hallway towards the bathroom. Her large breasts swayed as she went. Such exhibitionism was something she would never countenance except when she was alone in the house. Carol could see the door of the bathroom was ajar and her daughter had left the light and the exhaust fan on. Typical teenagers, she thought. They weren't paying the electricity bill. Pushing the door fully open she strode inside then stopped abruptly and wrapped her arms across her bare breasts. Ramon stood in front of the vanity with just a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Ramon, I, I, I thought you weren't here." Carol stuttered as brain tried to evaluate how to quickly retreat.
"Oh sorry Mrs G." The young male replied with a smile. "I've finished so I'll get out of here."
Carol stepped to one side to allow Ramon to get past her in the narrow space. The problem was he went the same direction to go around her. They went back on forth in sync in that comical dance that happens sometimes. Carol could feel her face getting redder as the embarrassment burned inside her. Ramon put a stop to their dance by wrapping his hands around Carol's biceps and holding her still.
"You stay on that side." Ramon said as he stepped to the left.
Then he pivoted while still holding Carol so they swapped places. She couldn't bring herself to look at the young man's face. Instead Carol dropped her head so her gaze was fixed by Ramon's broad virtually hairless chest. Looking lower to where his abdomen tapered, a flat hard stomach partially covered by the towel. Then there was no disguising a lump bulging out just below his waist.
Ramon didn't mind Mrs G's lowered head. It gave him free rein to stare at his potential mother in law's bountiful bosoms. It stirred something in him. After catching a glimpse of Mrs G peering through the partly open doorway watching him take her daughter he'd wondered if he'd ever get a chance like this. Now happenstance had given him an opportunity. It was impossible to not try and take it further.
He eased his grip on Mrs G but didn't relinquish it entirely. Instead he let his hands drift higher. Caressing her upper arms before drifting across her shoulders. Going back out again he let them slide down following around so his fingers lightly danced on her forearms. Carol's dilemma was if she reached out to move his hands away she exposed her breasts to his hungry gaze. She knew she should tell him to stop. The trouble was part of her didn't want him to. And at that moment that part was winning the internal debate between desire and reason.
Ramon's hands were back on Carol's shoulders. Goosebumps were raised on her arms and the fine blonde hairs stood up waiting for the next act of stimulation. But this time his fingers moved straight down. Lightly touching the tops of her breasts. Tracing the curves until they came to rest on her clasping hands. Now they applied more force encouraging Carol to drop her arms and expose her breasts to further exploration.
"Come on Mrs G. I've dreamt about your fabulous titties. Let me have a look."
With a defeated sigh Carol let Ramon ease her hands away.
"Oh wow, they are even better than I imagined. So beautiful."
Ramon wanted desperately to squeeze and suck on every square inch of exposed flesh. However his instincts told him the final outcome of this adventure was far from certain. So he continued with his light touches. Using his fingertips to trace the outline of each nipple. They were red and engorged. A quick glance at Mrs G informed him he'd guessed right. Her head was still tilted down. She was watching what his hands were doing. When his touch moved closer to her sensitive tips her mouth opened slightly and she bit her lip.
A voice in Carol's head was screaming at her to stop this but she was mesmerised by the young man's teasing hands. She ached to be touched. No, not touched, grabbed, squeezed, manhandled by this young stud. She didn't want to have to tell him, that would be a step too far. But if he took it, forced the issue, then there was mitigation. Still he continued teasing her relentlessly, ratcheting her desires up to a uncontrollable peak. Carol looked up to see him staring at her face intently.
The look in Mrs G's face told Ramon now was the time. There was an unspoken pleading in her eyes. He cupped both breasts and ran his thumb roughly over her nipples. Her eyes flickered shut and an involuntary groan passed between her open lips. Changing his grip he pressed harder while squeezing her nipples between his thumb and forefinger. The effect was immediate and he thought for a moment she was going to crumple to the floor. So he closed the gap between them and Mrs G lent against him.
"Oh god Ramon, this is wrong... this is so wrong." Carol gasped as she used her hands on his hips to steady herself.
Carol felt Ramon's lips on her shoulder. His hands still mauled her breasts while lower down the lump under his towel now brushed her pussy. She could feel the wetness in her cunt. It wanted the same treatment her boobs were getting. When Ramon's kissing reached the nape of her neck she found herself surrendering completely. Her hands drifted down over the young man's firm butt while her hips pressed forward forcing the hard lump into direct contact with her clit.
Ramon knew he had her now. He moved his head up so his lips could seek hers. Mrs G met them with passion as she pushed her tongue into his mouth. Damn, he thought, I'm gonna fuck Mrs G! He relinquished his hold on one of her breasts and pushed one hand down between them. Slipping inside her pyjama bottoms it pushed down further until his fingers glided between her fleshy folds. She was so wet.
At first Ramon concentrated on stimulating her outside. Working his hand back and forth against her labia. Mrs G went to another level. Her arms came up and clamped around his neck for support while she opened her legs to give him better access. The kissing stopped as she lay her head on his shoulder and mewed in time with his ministrations. Wanting to keep his momentum so she didn't have time to think Ramon pushed two fingers inside Mrs G's pussy. And that's when he thought he'd blown it.
