If anything can awaken someone early on a Sunday morning it might be a naked body in your bed when you're used to sleeping alone. This was the case with Charla when she rolled over in bed and threw her leg over her stepson's morning woody. That's correct, lying on his back with his legs spread apart, the satin sheet that covered him couldn't hide his full blown erection. Before even opening her eyes she realized that the night before wasn't just another of her sometimes weird dreams.
She watched him for a moment as he slept. Propping her head up on her hand she whispered, "Oh God Alex, what did we get ourselves into."
This didn't appear to stir him any from his slumber, Charla watched her new bed partner while he slept. He was mostly uncovered except for a small piece of real estate concealed under a corner of the satin sheets. Strange inquisitive thoughts came to her as she started to concentrate on the concealed area.
Then she giggled and in a quiet voice said, "Hmmm... it appears there's something that needs attention under the covers here. This may require a little more investigation nurse Charla."
She slowly pulled on the sheet until he was fully exposed for her viewing pleasure. Continuing her fun, she said, "What do you think doctor? Is the penis in an agitated state of arousal?"
And then in a deeper voice she answered, "You are only partially correct nurse, when fully aroused such as this... the term penis is no longer a suitable word to use. It now must be referred to as an erection."
Then back to using her natural voice, "But doctor, at what stage of arousal? What if it is only half way up?"
Charla slipped her fingers between his stomach and his erection and giggled. In a deep voice again, and trying not to laugh, she continued to tease him. "Notice that to move the alleged erection away from the stomach that there is considerable resistance. Therefore the correct term is erection... or woody if you prefer. Lesser used descriptions are also available such as prick, cock, or crank."
She lightly stroked his shaft with her fingers and said, "Look doctor, I think it likes to be petted."
Having been awake for several minutes now but keeping his eyes closed, Alex couldn't take it anymore. He laughed out loud as he grabbed Charla and flipped her over on her back. "You're funny... maybe nurse Charla needs me to take her temperature."
He quickly moved his hand between her legs, "Hmmm... you feel a little warm... let's see now, where should I place the thermometer? Wait a minute... I think I found a place."
Charla grabbed his wrist and tried to push his hand away and said, "Honey... wait... I need to get up and..."
Alex slipped his finger along her slit and replied, "Wait... wait for what? Mmmm... you're saying no wait but you're pussy is all wet and saying yes please."
Hearing those words coming from Alex struck her; it wasn't long ago she would have punished him for using such words. But her instincts to react to his filthy language were quickly overruled by the raw sexual nature for which it was used. She found herself overcome with anticipation as her boy was having his way.
As Alex positioned athletic young body on top of her while Charla parted her legs to accommodate him. With the words he had used still fresh on her mind, she started to speak, "My god... it seems weird to hear your kid say something like..."
Alex thrust his shaft inside Charla's dripping wet entrance stopping her from finishing her sentence. "Ummm ... ugh... yeah... that's it. Oh yeah... you got such a sexy hot pussy. You like that don't you... I can tell. Ummm ... ungh...umph... so nice and tight... and wet."
"Ohoooo... ohh... oh god Alex..." Charla was quickly approaching a climax as her young stepson fucked her with long powerful strokes. In an unstable voice she managed to ask, "Don't you... don't you ever wear out... oh... oohhh..."
Alex was ramming her good and hard now as he spoke even more brazenly. "That's it... oh yeah... you don't know how long I've waited to fuck you. Oh that's good... you like that don't you? You like getting fucked good and hard... umh...umph."
Her body began to quiver as his cock swelled, Charla was sure he was about to erupt any second now as she cried out, "Yes... oh... god... oh yesss... oh yessss."
And that was all the two lovers could take. His huge nine inch shaft, maybe even larger at this point, began to convulse wildly inside of her.
Even after having sex several times through the night, she couldn't hold back her own raging orgasm any longer. Her spasms shook her entire body as Alex let loose with a strong first spurt of his warm sticky essence. And then another... and another... and another.
When it was over they were both so exhausted that neither could speak. All they do was to lay in bed, they're bodies still entangled, while catching their breaths.
Shortly afterwards, the guilt she felt for allowing sex into their relationship found its way back into her thoughts. Just like the night before after their first time. And all sorts of thoughts shuffled in her head, along with his words during their lovemaking.
And then she repeated something he had said, "I don't know how long you've wanted to fuck me... really Alex?" Charla got out of bed and put on her robe. "Is that what this is all about, you just wanted to fuck me?"
Alex laughed, "No... c'mon... are you mad at me again? I was just talking dirty is all... I didn't mean to insult you... I thought you liked it. Hey... where you going?"
Charla replied, "I need a bath." But before closing the door to the master bathroom she turned and smiled at him, "I'm not mad at you."
An hour or so later , during breakfast, and after thinking things over, Charla decided to share her thoughts with her young stepson turned lover. "I think we have a few things that we definitely need to discuss this morning before we go about our day."
Alex sat at the table looking intently into her beautiful blue eyes. After all the years of fantasizing of seeing her stark naked, and wondering what it would be like to make love to her, he wasn't disappointed. In fact, she was much better than he ever could have imagined. This morning she was dressed in a medium grey skirt that covered her sexy long legs only a few inches above her knees, a light gray sleeveless silk blouse, and black high heel shoes. Her silky dark hair was tied high in a ponytail with a black silk ribbon.
Satisfied that she had his undivided attention, Charla smiled at him and said, "This is important Alex. We are going to have to watch ourselves closely when we're around people in public, if you know what I mean." She paused for a moment as she noticed the way he was looking at her. Then she laughed, "Alex... this is what I'm talking about. If anyone finds out about this it would be a disaster, a major scandal. None of our friends, relatives, anyone can know. Now tomorrow the maid will be along with the rest of the maintenance personel, we have to act normal around them. And when we're in public, well, you never know who could show up. My god, your Uncle Mike and Aunt Cindy are going to be here sometime this week, I almost forgot about that."
After a few moments of no response she said, "Your best friends Alex, the people you truly trust with your deepest secrets, promise me you won't say anything."
Finally Alex broke his silence, "Alright Charla, I'll try my best not to let anyone find out how I got lucky with my mom. It's not going to be easy though, do you know how many times one of my buddies has said something to me about how hot you look? Man... I would just love to show you off."
"Alex! No, that cannot happen! Don't you understand? At the very least we would be ridiculed to the point of moving away from here. And your father's business... we would probably have to pack it up and start over."
Alex laughed and said, "C'mon... do you think I'm stupid or what? I was only kidding... how could I help it? You looked so serious. By the way, do you know how sexy you look when you're serious? I could take you to the bedroom right now... do you want to?"
Charla blushed and replied, "Oh Alex... what are we going to do? Look, I have a shopping date with Sally today. You should go about your business like you normally do, just don't go and say anything to your friends about... I'm sorry... I know you wouldn't."
Charla spent the afternoon shopping with her friend Sally, afterwards the two decided to stop at a popular restaurant at the mall. They seated themselves at an umbrella covered table outside the front entrance and waited for the waiter to take their orders. The two women had known each other since the sixth grade and have always stayed in touch.
Standing at just over five feet in height Sally is very petite with long strawberry blonde hair. She was wearing a colorful halter top that left her back completely exposed except for the strings that tied it. Her snug fitting low cut jeans fit her personality as a free spirited modern day hippie type.
The two women finished their conversation about the pottery shop they had just visited as the young waiter, Mario, caught Sally's attention.
"Oh Charla, check out the waiter," Sally whispered as Mario approached.
A young college student from France, Mario has been working at the restaurant for two years now. Charla, who visits the place frequently, finds him interesting to talk to. It was also an opportunity to practice her French.
Mario asked, "Puis-je apporter vous mesdames quelque chose à boire?"
"Good try buddy," Sally giggled. "I know we look worldly but I'm very limited on my French."
"A glass of the house wine for me Mario," Charla replied. Turning to Sally she said, "He asked if he could bring us a drink Sal."
Sally looked at Charla and said, "Tell him to just bring me a beer, the Boston wheat."
Mario smiled at Sally and replied, "Very good then, would you like me to bring anything else?"
Charla replied, "We would just like the sampler appetizers Mario, but just bring our drinks first please." She laughed and added, "Mon ami aime votre beau longs cheveux."
