The Milf

Upon opening her eyes, Mrs. Cummings looked out the window to see it was a dreary and cloudy day. Kind of like her marriage. Will, or Mr. Cummings has become a stranger to her. He stays at work at all hours of the night, and travels a lot on business trips… or so he told her.

Mrs. Cummings was a beautiful woman with a body that many forty-year old women only wish they had. She was also a great cook, took care of the house, and their daughter Symone. All fine qualities to keep a man's eye at home. Even though she suspected Mr. Cummings of having an affair, she said nothing. She continued to be the supporting wife she had always been.

She slipped on her robe and slippers and fumbled to the kitchen. She stopped to stare at the mess left behind by Symone and Mr. Cummings. With a deep sigh, she picked up the dishes on the table and put them in the sink. She dumped out the coffee from Mr. Cummings and made a new pot, and continued to tidy up the kitchen. An hour passed by the time she finished her coffee and added out the expenses to be paid for the week. As she walked back to the bedroom to get dressed her mind was filled with thoughts of the day's errands.

Her robe lay on the bed as she looked in the mirror thinking, " Am I getting old?" She examined her face closely. Not a wrinkle on it. She moved her hand down her neck. Then removed the straps to her nightie and allowed it to drop to the floor. Her breasts developed goose bumps as her hand flowed over them. It was causing her nipples to pucker. Realizing she could take this further than she has time for, she stopped and took a deep breath.

"I really have to get to town," she said out loud.

Town was buzzing as usual. Mrs. Cummings always so patient.

Everyone always in such a hurry, she thought.

As she waited for the light to turn green, she felt eyes upon her. A man in the car along side her. His eyes roamed her, and then he winked. She smiled and looked away as the light turned green. OH, she would never admit it out loud, but she loves the attention. Sometimes so tempted to flirt back… but don't.

The last stop was to the market. The lines were long, but she was still patient. She thumbed through the magazines as she waited for her turn. Glancing up she caught the cashier smiling at her. She smiled back, put the magazine back and unloaded her cart. "Your looking lovely as usual Mrs. Cummings," he said.

"Thank you sweetie," she replied.

His eyes are almost star-struck. He fumbled through the groceries trying not to stare at her breast. He couldn't help it. He managed to regain his composure and ask her how Symone is doing. She replied, she is doing great then went on to tell him she finished high school this year. Then asked him how school was going for him.

She was listening to him tell her how hard it was to get enough money for college and have a little fun. Then an idea came to her mind. "Seth," she said. "Why don't you come over when you get off work? If you have the time, I have some things around the house that need tending to?" He was waiting for such an opportunity to get closer to her.

"Ok," he said. "I get finished here in an hour."

"That would be fine sweetie, I'll see you then," she said.

Seth had the biggest smile on his face as he watched her go out the door.

You see, Seth has had a crush on Mrs. Cummings for a while now. He is only twenty, but knows he could fulfill her every wish if only he had the chance. At least now he will be able to spend time with her. He finished up his work and eagerly went over to Mrs. Cummings.

She was making supper.

"Seth would you like to join Symone and I for supper," Mrs. Cummings asked?

"Sure," he said, "let me call my mom and let her know I won't be home until later."

"I hope you like meatloaf Seth?"

"Yes it's one of my favorites. MMM smells wonderful," he replied!

Throughout the meal all three were having a good time. Mr. Cummings was working late, again. There was enough work to be done that Seth could spend the entire summer there when not working. Mrs. Cummings was leaning toward Symone and Seth perhaps going out and becoming a couple.

He is such a nice boy, she ran through her mind while watching them.

But Seth, Seth had his mind not on Symone, but her mother.

"It is getting late," Seth, said. "I better be on my way. Thank you for the wonderful meal and the extra work. I really appreciate it Mrs. Cummings."

"Your welcome honey," she said. "I am the one that should thank you. I really do need the help around here. You have a good night sweetie," she ends.

He outside the door kissed her hand and said "you too."

It had been about a month since Seth started doing things for Mrs. Cummings. He wanted so much to get closer to her. Sometimes when she made him a sandwich for lunch and would bend at his shoulder to set it in front of him, he could smell the scent of her sweet perfume. So lightly put on that she had to be close to catch it. He closed his eyes…to inhale. Then opened them to watch her walk to the other side of the kitchen. The pants she was wearing…so…alluring. The shape of her ass was so clear through them. As he ate the sandwich his mind wondered to daydream about being her lover.

As he cleaned the gutters he thought of ways to get closer. How could he get a glimpse of her bedroom?

Oh, what it would be like to touch her panties! To smell them he thought as he worked.

"Seth," Symone called?

"Ya," he replied as he looked down from the ladder?

"You've been working a long time, would you like some lemonade she asked?"

"Sounds great," he replied.

He climbed down from the ladder and sat on the ground by the big tree.

"So… Symone? What would u say about going out with me Friday night?"

"Sure," she replied. "What do you like to do," she added.

"There is a new movie playing this weekend. Do you like action/adventure movies with a little comedy on the side," he asked?

"Yea I think they are cool. I saw the advertisement. Vin Diesel is one of my favorite actors too," she answered.

"Ok, it's a date then," said Seth with a smile.

She walked away with a flirtatious look and said "ok."

Symone and Seth got a long great, but…more like friends. Although they had a lot in common, decided after a few dates to just remain friends, great friends. The two still went out together and had fun. They went to movies, to the beach, even hung out in her room listening to music. This was leading Seth closer to where he wanted to be.

One day on his way to use the rest room he caught a glimpse of Mrs. Cummings through her bedroom door. She was changing out of her clothes to her swimsuit. He stood there…watching. She was just as beautiful without her clothes on. No, she was breath taking! He couldn't take his eyes off her. She stood in front of the mirror, looking her body over as she did so often. When she pulled her panties down to take them off he was able to see just a glimpse of her pussy. Her ass was so firm and full. It wasn't to small or to big. Seth put his hand to his chest and took a deep breath. He wanted her so bad. After she put on her bottoms she took off her bra. Her tits were so delicious looking. He wanted so bad to go in that room and take her. He heard something drop in Symone's room that made him snap out of his trance. Then he went to the rest room.

He noticed a hamper sitting in the corner. Quietly he opened the top. Searching thru the clothes he found a couple pair of underwear. One was slightly larger than the other. He knew they were Mrs. Cummings. He couldn't resist. He held them to his face and inhaled. Oh! He knew it was wrong, but he couldn't help it. He could smell her pussy in them. His mind was filled with thoughts of having her pussy in his face. Oh, what it would be like to run his tongue through it, he thought. Then a knock at the door!

"Did u fall in," a voice called out?

"Funny," he said, "I'll be right out."

That night Seth felt the need to get out of his house. His mother was entertaining none other than…Mr. Cummings. The way they carry on. How could he do that to such a wonderful woman, he thought. Seth found himself parked up the road from the Cummings house. He started to walk. Thoughts of her being there all-alone ran through his head. Looking up, he saw a dim light from her room. He just had to get a closer look. Maybe she would be undressing. Just maybe he would see her wonderful naked body again.

As he neared the sliding doors to her room, he heard noises. The door was ajar. The curtains were sheer and blowing softly from the wind. There was a night light on, giving just enough light to see her lying on the bed. Her legs bent at the knees slightly spread apart. Her hands were between them. At first it appeared she was fingering her pussy. But no, she wasn't. The sound of the hum made that clear.

Her tits were swollen, and nipples stood straight out. Her head tilted back on the pillow as she heaved. He moved to the other side of the door to get a better view of what was happening. She was sliding the vibe through her ass then back to her pussy and pushing it deep inside her. As it reached the full dept of her pussy, she twisted it. Her moans were low and quiet. She started moving her hips upward, and legs spreading wider. Seth could tell she was going to cum. Her trembling moans, her convulsing body.

Watching her pushing that vibe in her pussy was so hot. Seth took his cock out and spit on it to make it feel as if it were in her hot wet pussy. As he watched her he pumped his cock in the same strokes. Through his mind he was talking to her.

Telling her, "Oh baby, yes, cum all over my cock!"

He could hear her whispering, " Fuck me… fuck me."

He leaned his head on the side of the house. With both hands he pumped his hard cock, pulling his balls up in even strokes. He spit in his hand and slid his cock through. Just as if sliding through her cumming pussy. The head of his cock mashed into it. His pre-cum mixed with it as he spread his knees and pumped faster and harder. He looked in at her. She is cumming and still shoving the vibe in her pussy, rolling all over the bed! Seth couldn't hold back any longer. With a restrained groan he blew his cum so hard it went through his hand and onto the outside of the house.

She was in her bed. He on the ground by the side of the house. Both lay there…spent. He could still see her. She was rubbing cum all over her tits, playing with her nipples. He watched, stroking his balls and cock until the juices of his lust dried. When she drifted off to sleep, he slipped away and went home.

He was so turned on by what he saw and experienced he dreamed of fucking her. Upon waking his cock was rock hard and his hand was stroking it. He decided to take a shower and think of fucking her until he exploded. At least he could get some relief and not make a mess.

In the next few weeks Seth found it hard to concentrate. When he was working at the Cummings, all he could think of was seeing her on that bed. How much he wanted to be in it with her. How many times he came imagining his cock inside her.

One evening when he was cleaning up the tools to go home, he heard Mr. and Mrs. Cummings arguing.

This time Mr. Cummings left with a suitcase and said, " Maybe I'll be back Monday, I don't know!"

She ran to her room in tears as he stormed out the door. Seth didn't know what he should do. He just put the tools away and went home. When he pulled into the drive, he found Mr. Cummings car there. He wasn't about to go in there and pretend he knew nothing, or look at Mr. Cummings as if he liked him! He despised the man!

"How could he just leave her there?" His thoughts continued. "How could I just leave her there, all alone?"

"Symone won't be there this weekend. She's gone on a camping trip," his mind raced.

He pulled out of the drive and headed back to the Cummings house. He knocked on the door and Mrs. Cummings answered, brushing tears from her face. Seth hugged her tight walking her back into the house. "Shhh shhh," he told her. "It's ok Mrs. Cummings." She laid her head on his shoulder and her tears soaked his shirt.

"I know it's none of my business," he explained, "but I just couldn't leave you here alone and so upset. I was in the shed earlier and heard the two of you arguing. Is there anything I can do for you," he added?

She grabbed another Kleenex from the box on the shelf and sat down on the couch, he beside her.

"I don't want to put this on you Seth," she said.

He held her hand and replied, "I know I'm young, but I'm not that young. I'm a great listener ma'am," he went on to say.

She put her hand to his cheek and said," you are so sweet. I just don't know what to do anymore."

"I may be speaking out of line. I've known you for a long time and I feel we are friends, wouldn't you say," he asked?

"Yes," she replied.

"Then I hope you won't mind me saying, you deserve better," he went on. "You are a beautiful woman. Much to beautiful to be wasting away night after night wondering when or if he will come home," he continued.

"Seth, there is so much to deal with on my own," she said.

"You wouldn't be alone. Symone and I would be here for you," he said.

He leaned back on the couch and drew her close to him to rest on his chest.

The conversation went on for two hours. Seth genuinely felt bad about the situation. Yet he also was indulging in the pleasure of being the one there to console her. He took her hand and held it out to examine it. They were so soft and delicate. Her nails were trimmed perfectly, and painted.

"Mrs. Cummings," he said.

"Yes," she replied.

"Do you think we know each other well enough…I mean…are good enough friends that I could call you Roxanne?"

He was strolling his fingers through hers as he asked. He could feel her grin as she still lay on his chest.

"It would be nice to hear you call me Roxanne," she said softly.

She was getting caught up in the soft touches of his hands on hers. She started to notice his hands were not hands of a boy, but hands of a man. They were so strong looking, with thick long fingers. As she watched him intertwine them with hers, her mind started to drift as to what pleasure those fingers could bring. Seth felt her arousal. He wanted to take her fingers into his mouth, but didn't know how she would react. He was right to hold off. As she snapped out of her daze she lifted her head quickly from his chest, cleared her throat and said,

" Well, honey, it's been quite a night. I think I'm going to turn in now."

"Ye-ah," he replied. "I'd better get home, have a busy day tomorrow."

She saw him to the door. They both had a haze in their eyes, giving an extra glance before the door closed. She leaned against the door and took a deep breath.

Seth sat in his car. He wanted so much more. He watched the house as the lights went off one by one. He decided to go to the back of the house. When he got there she was just taking off her dress. He could tell by the way she was running her hands down her neck, she too was wanting more. He watched as she went through her mirror ritual as she took off her bra. He starred as she examined and caressed her tits, her nipples. Her hand softly strolled between her tits down to her belly button. Seth's cock was getting tight inside his pants. He unbuttoned and unzipped them, taking his cock out. His heart was beating fast, as if going to explode! He felt as if he couldn't breath! His hand was tugging at the head as he watched.

Her hands were roaming her stomach, her tits, and her shoulders. Her head tilted back as she put one leg up on the seat by the dresser and slid a finger through her panties and through her pussy lips.

Seth decided to take his jeans off. He wasn't wearing any underwear. It aroused him more, being outside with nothing on, right outside her bedroom. At this time Roxanne was pulling down her panties. Her ass was facing the door, allowing him to see her hidden valley that he wanted so much. His nine-inch, thick cock was so hard. He could feel his balls starting to fill. She walked over to the night table and pulled out a long red dildo, lay on the bed and started to suck it, and lick it. Seth spit on his hand and mimicked her motions. OH GOD, how he wanted that to be his cock!

He watched her for at least thirty minutes playing with that red cock. Dipping it inside her, then tasting her pussy juice from it. When she started to moan Seth slid the door open and walked over to the bed. She had her eyes closed and was sliding that big red cock through her pussy lips.

Seth started kissing up her legs. It startled her but she said nothing. He took her hands away from her pussy, and removed the dildo. She was resistant at first. She didn't feel fear. She knew it was Seth. It was like she had an inner battle of right and wrong. The rush of chills going through her body as he touched her, and the passion she felt was over riding the thoughts of right or wrong. As he neared her pussy and forced her legs to open further, she took a deep breath. She needs to feel a man touch her.

Seth, given just enough light to see her beautiful pussy, stopped to look. His fingers pulled her outer lips open. Her pussy looked like a butterfly. The lips being the wings, strolling his tongue through the inside layers causing her to flutter. He opened them wider taking long licks from ass to clit, where he lingered to tease and lock his mouth over her bud…and sucked. A quivering moan came from deep in her chest. He worked his tongue in a wave to her hot pussy hole. He licked in a circle around the opening then dipped his tongue inside. He wanted to devour her hot pussy, but didn't want to rush. This was his one chance to show her he could give her what she wanted…what she needed.

Seth wanted to take his time with her. He wanted to bring her to orgasm after orgasm. As his tongue moved from hole to clit, he slowly slid his thick wet finger inside her. He lifted her mound to eat at her clit as he slid in a second finger. The inside of her pussy was meaty, hot and wet. Her sticky white honey was already starting to flow. He took his fingers out and smelled them, and then licked them. His fingers delved deep inside her to pull out her nectar, making her hot pussy glisten like glazed icing. As he pushed in and out all that could be heard was the deep moans from with in her and the suck and squish of her pussy taking in his cock.

Mrs. Cummings released for the third time and ached for more. Her moans were not contained as in the past. Knowing she had no fear this time of being heard by Symone, she moaned wild and free. She had never known such pleasure before…ever! To think he was just beginning.

After taking turns between her pussy and her ass with his tongue and fingers until she came again, her turned her over and slapped her ass then rubbed it softly before slapping it again. Her head faced in the pillow; wanting his big cock inside her badly. Seth stroked his cock looking down at her. He couldn't believe it. He was here with her. His cock was actually going to be inside her sweet pussy, maybe even her ass. His head was spinning in circles. He ran his hands up her back and back down to her ass dipping his thumbs inside her, then back out. He took his cock and slapped it on her ass then ran it through her pussy lips. Her hips swaying… needing it. Almost in pain of wanting it. She reached behind to pull him to her. He rubbed his cock head on her clit. Her bud spread his little hole. He slid back to her pussy hole and dipped the head in and out. Her breathing was erratic and shaken.

"OH Seth, please, please fuck me," she whimpered.

He slapped her on the pussy and dipped his head inside her again.

"How bad do you want to feel my big hot cock inside you," he teased?