*Author's Note: Apologies for delay in getting this third chapter finished. My job keeps me pretty busy and writing takes a while! I appreciate anyone's patience who is still sticking with me through these chapters! Many more to come after this one.*
**All characters in this story are 18 years old or older**
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Dawn Phillips sipped the last of her morning coffee as she sat in the well lit kitchen of her family's Sunfield home. She was the only one in the house; it being a Monday, her husband had arisen early to head to work and would be gone for the week on a business trip. She had woken up to see a text on her phone from her son that he was going to a friend's house for the day. Her son...who had seen Reggie grope her exiting the train after the trip. Dawn held no doubts about whether Tim had seen anything; she knew there was no way someone standing where he was could not have witnessed Reggie's hand on her ass. And yet her eighteen year old son had said nothing, not at the time and not any time afterward.
Dawn had arrived home that night in a panic. She had drove Tim home from the train station, the two of them sitting in silence the entire way. Dawn had been terrified of what would happen next. Would Tim rail at her in anger? Would he tell his father? She had spent most of the rest of the evening running through possible explanations or excuses that she could provide should her husband or Tim accost her about the incident. However, the next day Tim did not bring it up. Nor did he mention it in the full week that had followed the end of the camp trip to today. She wasn't sure why Tim had said nothing; maybe he hadn't really seen much after all? At any rate, Dawn had tentatively decided that she could breath easy.
She had laid low throughout the week, but now she was ready for a bit of an adventure. She had a new target. A target who she hadn't been able to keep her mind from drifting to ever since she had seen his obscenely large bulge in the camp cafeteria. Samuel.
She knew Sam worked at the local beach during the summer. She had seen him there multiple times over the past couple of months. With one week left until the beginning of school, Dawn knew Samuel would still be working. She washed out the now empty coffee mug and made her way to her walk in closet. There, she pulled out a string bikini, white with black trim along the edges. She studied herself in the floor length mirror and smiled. Like the one-piece she had worn on the camp trip, the bikini wasn't designed to be revealing, but with her figure it was inevitable. Titflesh bulged in every direction from under the bikini top. It could barely contain her giant melons...they peaked out from the bottom of the fabric, unable to be completely covered, and the top also showed a very generous amount of side boob.
The bright white of the bikini contrasted sharply with her thick, tanned body. She turned around to examine the back over her shoulder. The bottoms bunched between her ass cheeks, hiding very little of her rear. Sam was in for a treat indeed. Dawn tossed a light beach shirt over her upper body and slipped into her sandals before walking to her SUV. She pulled out of the driveway and headed for the beach, arriving in the crowded parking lot about twenty minutes later. Once she had parked, she exited the vehicle, leaving the shift she had been wearing behind since she had no intention of hiding anything this day.
A light breeze was blowing off the beach, causing the strings of her bikini to dance with each step. It was a gorgeous day without a cloud in the sky and Dawn luxuriated in the feel of the sun on her skin as she made her way down the boardwalk at the edge of the sand. Men and young guys ogled her as she passed, heads turning to try and follow her as she walked. Normally, the milf would have loved the attention, but today she was mostly blind to it. She had a goal, and Samuel was all she could focus on at the moment. After a few minutes, she spotted the snack bar ahead and sauntered up to it.
Samuel was working behind the counter, just as Dawn had predicted he would be. The teen's eyes bulged as he saw the cougar make her way up to the counter. Dawn's nipples hardened in excitement at his gaze. She flashed her pearly white teeth at him in a smile and leaned her elbows on the countertop.
"Hi Samuel." She said in a slightly exaggerated girly voice.
Dawn made sure to lean her chest forward and press her arms tighter against her sides as she did so. This had the effect of causing her incredible tits to ballon out further, giant bulges of tanned tit flesh jutting out toward the helpless teenager.
"Oh erm...uh...hi Mrs. Phillips." Sam said to her tits.
Dawn giggled softly and tossed her brunette hair back. "My face is up here silly."
Samuel flushed and quickly looked up at her face. "Oh god, sorry."
"Don't worry about it sweetie. I'm used to it. Plus, it's not the first time I've caught you staring anyway." She said, teasing the tall, lanky guy in front of her.
Samuel fidgeted uncomfortably. "Yeah...I'm so sorry about that too, Mrs. Phillips."
Dawn waved him off. "I said don't worry about it. I know what you boys are like. Anyway, what do you have to eat at this place?"
As he replied, Sam struggled not to look down at the giant mammaries basically begging for his attention as Dawn stayed leaning forward on the counter. "Well uh, we have ice cream, burgers, hot dogs, fries, that sort of thing."
"Hmmm. I suppose I'll go with a hot dog." Dawn said.
"Sure. Coming right up." Sam went to the griddle where the dogs were turning, keeping them perpetually heated. He pulled one off, put it on a bun and went to hand it to his classmate's mom.
"Looks like a nice long one." Dawn said, and then dropped her voice lower. "Do you have a nice long one for me, Samuel?"
"You mean the hot dog...?" Samuel said, eyes going wide once more.
"Yes, the hot dog, Sam. What else would I mean?" Dawn answered in an innocent voice.
"Oh...uh, yeah I guess it's long." Sam croaked.
"Good. I like nice long ones." Dawn told him as she took the hot dog from him.
She opened her mouth wide and sloooooowly slid the dog and bun into it before coming her lips around it. Only then did she take a bite. After swallowing, the cougar smirked at the teen behind the counter; Sam had stood rooted to the spot, watching her put the hot dog between her full lips. Dawn set the unfinished dog down and turned to speak to Samuel again.
"Could I order a lemonade as well?"
The eighteen year old nodded and hurried to fill a plastic glass for her. He secured the top and slid the straw into the drink before passing it to the sexy mom across the counter from him. Dawn thanked him and raised it to her lips. She locked eyes with the teenager as she wrapped her lips around the straw and sucked. The milf knew that the teen wouldn't be able to help but imagine her doing that to a cock. Beads of condensation ran down the outside of the plastic cup and dripped onto the slopes of her huge breasts, rolling down toward the canyon of her cleavage.
"Oops." Dawn giggled a bit and lowered a hand to her tits where she rubbed the water ever so slowly into her tanned breast flesh, Sam's eyes watching every movement.
Dawn could see Sam's eyes occasionally flicking behind her to notice passersby staring at her juicy ass cheeks encasing her thong.
"So, how often do you...get off." She murmured in a throaty voice.
"Um...wh-what?" Sam said, surprised at the question.
