Work was work. I was working by myself entering account information into the computer. Twenty minutes before quitting time Shelly walked by my desk, nodded toward the stairs to the basement and kept walking. I waited a couple of minutes and then I got up and followed her downstairs. She was already on the table with her skirt up and her panties off.
"Hurry up honey. Get it out."
"Not this time" I said and then I went down on her. I worked at it until I got her off and as she was pulling up her panties she asked:
"Why didn't you let me suck it?"
"I haven't seen my girlfriend since last Wednesday and tonight she is going to want all I can give her. I'm only good for so many tines and I would feel guilty if I shorted her."
"Next time then. Do you have to rush away when you get off work? Not tonight, but usually?"
"No. Why do you ask?"
"Marv bought a conversion van to use for camping when he goes hunting or fishing on the weekends. It has an air mattress in it and I'm going to start driving it to work." She giggled and then said, "We can use it to get off when we get off."
I laughed, gave her a hug and a kiss and a five minute head start before I went upstairs and punched out and headed home.
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I walked into the house and found mom in the kitchen. She was wearing only an apron and high heels.
"Can mommy's motherfucker tell that mommy has been anxiously waiting for him?"
I unzipped and took out my cock and said, "Mommy's motherfucker hasn't thought of anything all day but getting home to baby's cocksucker."
She turned off the burner under the pot she was stirring and dropped the spoon into the sink, the apron onto the floor and then she went to her knees in front of me. She spent maybe a minute on me and then she stood up and sat down on the table.
"Mommy has been waiting for this since you walked out the door this morning. Mommy doesn't even want to wait the few minutes that it would take us to get to the bedroom. Fuck mommy baby. Fuck mommy right now."
I stepped forward, dropped my pants to my ankles and pushed into her. She moaned and her hands went to my ass and she pulled me to her.
"That's it baby" she moaned, "Fuck mommy; make mommy cum."
The table, not being anchored to the floor, moved a couple of inches every time I drove into mom's pussy and it was up against the refrigerator by the time I came. It would have been comical to anyone looking in the kitchen window. The table moving and me shuffling along trying to keep up with it. Shuffling because my pants were still around my ankles. When I pulled out mom said:
"Shame shame on baby for messing up mommy's kitchen. You put everything back where it belongs while mommy turns down the covers on the bed."
I kicked off my pants, put the table back where it belonged and then headed up to my room. I stripped and went across the hall to mom's bedroom where I found her lying on the bed waiting with her legs spread wide. I knew what she wanted so I moved into a sixty-nine with her and when she had me hard again she said:
"Mommy wants to play cowgirl."
I rolled over on my back and she moved over me and guided me up into her. She rode me until I needed to get off so I rolled her over onto her back and then I fucked her hard and fast until I came. She got off just before I did and I held myself in her until I was soft. As I pulled out she said:
"I think mommy needs to feed her motherfucker now if she expects him to have the energy to fuck her all night."
It wasn't all night, but it was enough of a hard night that I slept like a log until mom woke me up with her mouth and then started my day with a session of doggie.
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Nancy joined me in the cafeteria and we talked about the classes we were taking and talked some about our upcoming date until she needed to head for class.
When I pulled into the parking lot at work I saw a Chevy van in the lot and I expected that Shelly was planning on some after work activity.
I assumed that since Shelly brought up what had happened with Tina and Gloria that the girls talked about what was going on. The question on my mind was did Shelly tell them about what we had done. On the one hand she had asked me (actually made me promise) to make sure that no one would ever know, but on the other hand Tina and Gloria no longer teased me and their attitude seemed to be one of 'keeping their hands off of Shelly's man' and that could only be because Shelly had told them what we had been doing. I was, however, smart enough not to say a word about it.
I'd been at work about an hour when Shelly came up to me. She asked:
"Did you see it?"
"I did."
"We can't do it here in the parking lot so when we get off I'll go over to Wal-Mart and park where the camper rigs park okay?"
"Works for me."
After I punched out and was headed for the door I passed by Marge's desk and she shook her head at me and said:
"I hope you know what you are doing."
I smiled at her and said; "Somebody thinks I do" and I left the building. How could she know I asked myself as I got in my car. As I turned the key to start the car I thought of what I'd said to her. A nineteen year old kid isn't supposed to have that much self confidence in dealing with older women. Especially in sexual matters. Was my association with my mom, Mary, Mrs. Evans and yes, even Shelly having that much of an effect on me and my behavior? If so it all appeared to be to the good.
Shelly's van was comfortable and we had a good time in it. She wouldn't let me go down on her until after she had sucked me off. After I'd gotten her off and she was putting on her thong and slacks she told that I could go first next time, "Which will be tomorrow okay?"
What could I say to that except "Of course."
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Mom was waiting for me again in nothing but an apron and her 'come fuck me' pumps only this time she wanted to get dinner out of the way first. When we finished eating she stood up, said that the dishes could wait and then said:
"Dessert will be served in the bedroom."
Dessert was exhausting and again I slept like a log. The morning was a repeat of the previous morning and I was off to school in a pretty damned good mood.
At lunch Nancy asked why we had to wait until Saturday to go out and I told her that with my job after school and homework assignments I didn't have much time during the week and then I said:
"Also, before you sat down with me the other day I'd already made a date with Gail for Friday."
"You take this babysitting thing that seriously?"
"Absolutely. A promise made to a friend is a promise that you have to keep."
"Even if it comes between you having a relationship of your own?"