Cherry had been laying in the dark, playing with her pussy when the alarm had gone off. She cursed low under her breath and quickly turned on her side away from Jack. Luckily he was normally quite dozy when he first woke up. It was not that Jack was not a good, kind and considerate lover. It was not even that he had a small cock or went too quickly. It was not that he could not give her a good hard shagging each night. It was just that Cherry wanted, needed more. She craved it. She had taken a couple of lovers over the years. Hell girl, she knew that Jack had not been keeping his cock just for her either, it was normal in a healthy relationship to have a bit of sex on the side. Her current lover, Vince, was an Italian American guy who worked at the law firm where she was secretary. He was fresh from college on an internship. Quiet, geeky, but oh so rapid...
She groaned softly after Jack had left the bed and went back to playing. Maybe she could have a good cum before he came back to bed and then get him to screw her again. He'd like it if her pussy was nice and wet and ready for her.
So when the knock came on the door she cursed and pulled the sheet back over herself, tucking it up under her arms. "Come in!" She called, checking that she was decent. Her nipples pressed hard against the material of the bed sheet and she moaned silently.
The door opened and in stepped Richard, her youngest. Richard was tall, lithe, strong, with dark eyes and buzz cut brown hair. He was not the brightest of their kids but Cherry had always had a soft spot for him. She knew he always tried so hard be he did not have the aptitude of his brother for things. He was going to make a fine carpenter some day, while Paul, the oldest, would be a doctor or something. At 21, Richard should probably have made up his mind but now but he was a little... slow.
"Mom, what's happening?" He said as he blinked the sleep from his eyes. "Where is pa?"
"Oh one of you kids left your car door open or something. The alarm went off. Pa has just gone down to see to it."
Just as she spoke the alarm stopped. She sighed thankfully. Now maybe the house would settle down again and she could get the screwing she so desperately needed. "Why don't you go back to bed?"
"I'm worried mom. I thought I heard something moving about down there before dad went. Can I stay here with you until he gets back?" Richard asked, a look on his face that reminded her of when he had been younger.
She sighed inwardly, but outwardly smiled. "Sure! Why don't you sit down on the bed and guard mama?"
Richard happily sat down. Cherry could not help but admire the cut of his form as they sat there in silence. She was propped up the pillows and the light of the fish tank was behind him, throwing his body into relief. He had wide shoulders and a thin waist. Clad only in a pair of boxer shorts which were, Cherry saw, about two sizes too small for him he had big powerful thighs and...
...goodness! She knew where that cock had come from, because earlier tonight she had been impaled on one with just the same girth. It lay in the tight, stretchy material like a coiled length of inner tube. Yes, for sure, he reminded her of the young Jack who had gotten her pregnant far too young...
They chatted aimlessly for a short while. Richard talked about his girl worries (although from what she saw Cherry knew he would have very few problems) and Cherry about her day at the office. She began to grow slightly worried about Jack. Where was he? Maybe he was laying down in the yard bleeding after some intruder had...
The phone rang low on the nightstand and she picked it up. "Hello?" It was Jack.
"Cherry, I'm going to sit out here watch for intruders for a bit. I'll be up in an hour or so."
"Okay, just stay warm." She whispered, then even lower: "Because I am."
