Hey people thanks for letting me tell you about the Amazing Mrs. C. I hope you weren't bored. Oh listen, if any of you run into my mom please don't tell her about this. And never tell my best friend! I guess I should have written it down for my grandkids someday. Oh wait, I did! Ok here's chapter 2.
My Saturday had gone exceptional well until Mrs. C's phone had sounded an alert and she quickly abandoned me in a panic. Now that's not to say the image of her running towards the patio door wearing only her suntan, wasn't burned into my brain. She left me sitting with a lot more than sunscreen on my hands. The smell her wet pussy had given me what seemed like it would be a permeant problem of being around her, my cock was rock hard.
Now am I the only one who remembers the ads for The ED meds? You know the one about if you have an erection that lasts more than four hours. Well I was seriously wondering where the nearest ER was, and exactly what the treatment for that would be. Lord knows all my hands on home remedies hadn't helped. The timing of her phone hadn't helped the situation.
At about the same time as I heard the garage door closing I saw her bikini bottoms lying just outside the sliding door to the kitchen. I was like either a super hero or cartoon character as I quickly moved to get the tiny bottoms, which might have caused a huge problem if Mr. C saw them first. I had visions of a jealous husband cutting off a very important body part of mine. Hey wait, I remembered clearly he said I should just spend the day with his "old lady."
My mind was contemplating how uncomfortable living in my truck was going to be. I kept busy the rest of Saturday trying to avoid my landlords. Luckily I had seen Mrs.'s list of things to get done on the weekend. I didn't recall seeing lying by the pool and getting an orgasm on that list. Guess that was a bonus. I kept busy cleaning and marking chores off Mrs. C's list.
Suddenly the door from the kitchen opened and Mr. C appeared. I was relieved he wasn't carrying a weapon of any kind. He looked to be all dressed up. "Hey Dan, we're' going to dinner with friends, just make yourself at home." "Thanks have a good time." At that moment I felt like, I don't know; jealous. That's pretty sad huh?
I watched as his wife walked past the patio door headed to the garage. She had on a white sundress with a darker burgundy floral print. Her shoulders were bare except for the small strap holding the dress up. . It hit just above her knees showing off her tanned sexy legs. The dress hugged her body exposing that hour glass shape. Of course she had on sexy flip flops. As she walked to the door she glanced my way smiling. When she passed I could see how the dress went between those butt cheeks. My mind was trying to record her image and once again the rocket was moving to the launch pad.
Well I did what every nerdy momma's boy does when he feels rejected. Yup I called my mom! Much to my disappointment she answered the call with" It's about time you called!" "I thought you forgot about me." I thought about explaining that I had my hands full of my cock but instead I just said " I know Mom, I just got really busy." As we talked it became obvious that her life could go on with me in different state.
Much to my pleasure as we talked I found a special treasure in my pocket. OH YEAH, those tiny white bikini bottoms had been out of sight but not forgotten, tucked away in my pocket. . I bet you can imagine I was now a little distracted from the conversation with my Mom. I stretched out the bottoms and noticed that they were a bit wrinkled but also, that wet spot which had been between her legs had dried but still very visible. Her sexy smell still lingered and the memory of her naked body when she rolled to her back had my head racing.
Once again my semi stiff cock was swelling. Ok I guess I must be a real prize of a son. Talking to my mother on the phone holding the bottoms of a lady I had only met less than a week ago, with a cock that was growing. My mind was consumed with the memories of the last couple of days, yet distracted with memories of my adolescent youth.
Alright now guys, am I the only boy who ever discovered his mom's underwear in her clothes hamper? And Mom's, was my mom only pretending to not know how her panties got into my dirty clothes? I didn't think so! Oh and moms, did you really not know that when you leaned over in that special top us boys could see the gates of heaven?
I soon needed desperately to get off the phone from my mom. Ok I know she gave birth to me and did so many things for me but my mind couldn't keep a conversation because all the blood had left my head and had rushed to the male brain between my legs.
