All characters in this story are of legal age.
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Mrs. Janice Lewis sat in her kitchen having her customary cup of coffee and looking for deals on her laptop. The dirty dishes from the morning's breakfast had already been placed in the washer by her son Brian as part of his morning chores and simply needed to be cleaned. Her husband of twenty two years had been deployed on a tour of the middle-east and wasn't due to return for another six months so it was up to her to support their son as a sports mom whenever he played his Lacrosse games. He was a good enough kid who rarely caused problems in the household unlike her older daughter Rachel who thankfully was attending a local college and living with roommates. Rachel was her daughter by marriage who'd been abandoned by her biological mother at age twelve. She'd tried to take the obnoxious girl under her wing only to have it blow up in her face on several occasions. She scrolled over the usual websites and read a few news articles online before bringing up a few porn sites that she habitually visited.
She scrolled through a tumblr site that specialized in huge cocks and sat there for the next twenty minutes looking at hundreds of photos and memes. It had been a long time since Janice had felt the touch of a man and lately she'd been getting more and more into porn. Admittedly she had packed on a little extra padding since her husband's absence but still maintained her slightly voluptuous frame topped with a short cropped brown locks. She finally settled on the photo of a huge veined thick cock and began rubbing the crotch of her tan Capri pants.
"Just what mamma ordered." She carried the laptop into her bedroom and plunked it down in the center of her queen sized bed before struggling to remove the mom pants reveling her thick thighs and small white bikini panties. Janice had always been in a slight state of denial about her weight gain and felt that getting a larger pair of underwear would be admitting defeat to her mirror. The house wife drew the curtains darkening the bedroom before pulling a large metallic dildo from her bedside table. It always had to be dark whenever she did anything sexual. The slightly stocky brunette reclined on her bed staring at the image as she switched on the toy and applied it to her clit. She had a meaty mound which perfectly hid her clit that had to be spread with some effort and in moments she was pleasuring herself. Janice always started in a seated position before laying on her back to insert the metal cock halfway into her neglected cunt. She rarely pleasured herself completely nude hating her sagging tits and prominent belly. The middle aged housewife had been told by her husband that she had an "exaggerated pear shape" and that she needed to do something about her big, fat ass. He'd spent the next two weeks sleeping on the couch. It was during this time that she'd purchased the toy after telling him that his four inch cock wasn't good enough for her.
"Yeah, that's it right there; that's what I need." It didn't take long for her to get into the act and she was suddenly surprised by loud knocking on her front door.
"Shit; probably those damn Jehovah witness people!" She left the dildo on the bed and wrapped a housecoat around her body running to the front door with the intent of quickly dispensing with the solicitor who'd interrupted her "me" time. She looked through the peep hole and was surprised to see this slightly nerdy looking teen standing on her front porch.
"Yes, can I help you?!!" He stood there pensively for a few moments with his hands in his pockets before producing a small plastic card that appeared to be an I.D. and showing it to the peep hole in the door.
"Brian lost his I.D. and I found it so I brought it here ma'am." He seemed like a nice enough kid and her son had a lot of friends at school but had been spending most of his time with this dowdy looking girl, Agnes Newton. She thought her son could do better but he was seemed to be infatuated with the plain Jane. She was slightly relieved to find out that he had other friends and opened the door inviting the teen inside.
"That's a very nice thing to do young man; so you know my son? She had forgotten that she was wearing a housecoat over a large safari-type shirt and the top of the robe was baggy looking. He seemed to be taking stock of his surroundings and checking her out.
"More than I would like to ma'am." His answer struck her as kind of odd given the fact that he was returning Brian's property.
"Excuse me?" He just smiled and handed the I.D. to her. There seemed to be some sort of odor emanating from the teen; it was a sweet sort of smell that had just a tinge of bitterness to it that seemed to be increasing the closer she got to him.
"Oh I'm sorry ma'am its just that Brian is one heck of a guy and he's very popular with the ladies; but lately he's been hanging around with this Agnes person. I always rib him about doing "charity cases" but he's all into her." He realized that he was rambling and quickly stopped talking. He'd figured out that his scent had something to do with distributing the Androstenone-X in his system.
"Yes I do find that kind of odd but I believe he really loves this girl; can't seem to stop talking about her and that's kind of annoying."
"Right; I was telling myself the same thing the other day." Both of them laughed as his eyes took stock of her body descending down to her bare mound which was exposed as her robe parted. The wool robe had been tied at her slightly cinched in waist and her thick thighs cause the material to spread out in a triangular pattern of exposure that the housewife was unaware of.
"Thank you for bringing his property back eh?"
"Poindexter." She did a double take at his nerdy name before smiling warmly as she internally tried her best to place the smell that seemed to be engulfing the living room.
"Well let me get you a something for being such a nice young man." She suddenly noticed that her sex was exposed and quickly closed the two halves of her robe with her fist.
"OOOH MY; I'M SO SORRY ABOUT THAT!!" Poindexter simply smiled at the embarrassed woman who'd hid her lower half behind the door.
"It's okay Mrs. Lewis; do you think I could perhaps use your bathroom though?" Her eyes were drawn to a considerable bulge in his jeans and she shook her head leading him to the guest bathroom in the hallway.
