After Dinner Gamble

After Dinner Gamble

He pinned me against the wall, his cock pressing in hard against my groin, instinctively activating my honey flow. "Ty, what are you doing? I asked in a wanting whisper. She only went to check the mail, she's coming right back," I said as I pretended to resist his abandoned discreetness.

"It will take her at least five minutes, he replied as he began lifting the red house dress I wore casually around the house after work. She'll walk slow while she's checking out the mail on the way back in, and then she'll put our mail in the bedroom before she brings yours to you."

His eager lips found mine, aggressively halting any weak verbal resistance I tried to establish. His hands groped wildly at my fabric covered tits, my nipples already hard with excitement.

The three of us had formed a cleaning team after dinner so they would have more time to Christmas shop that evening, and I would have more time to simply relax after a long day of meetings. I washed, Ty dried and handed off to my daughter who stored each dish in its proper place.

Ty had complimented me before dinner on my new perfume choice, my daughter surprisingly agreeing with his sentiment.

Normally, she annoyingly dissected my choices, explaining to her supposedly uninformed mother why one particular scent was right for me or why it didn't meet her approval.

"That perfume you're wearing is driving me up the fucking wall," Ty said as he unzipped and struggled to get his drill out. Because that's what he had in mind, drilling me to the wall. I waited, my nerves jumping all over the place, I wanted it as much as he did.

We were close to finishing the dishes when she asked me if I had gotten the mail from the mailbox when I got in from work. "No honey, I replied. I didn't feel like tackling that long driveway at the time and was hoping that one of you guys would have spared me that today."

"No Mom, we didn't. But, I got it. If you and Ty don't mind finishing the dishes, I'll do it now, I'm actually expecting a package."

"Go right ahead, honey. I told her. We got this."

"Yep, we'll be done by the time you return," Ty said in support. I finished washing the last dish as she left the kitchen. Ty passed me his dish towel. Dry your hands, I've got something I want to show you."

Acknowledging the questioning look on my face, he said. "Trust me, you'll like it."

He took my hand and began leading me down the hallway when suddenly he stopped and turned around facing me.

He pinned me against the wall, his cock pressing in hard against my groin, instinctively activating my honey flow. "Ty, what are you doing? I asked in a wanting whisper. She only went to check the mail, she's coming right back," I said as I pretended to resist his abandoned discreetness.

Five minutes, he said. Before I had time to act and resist, his swollen rod was going gloriously up in me.

"Shit, this pussy is so damn good, he said, as his hardness filled me. I needed some of this good pussy today," he said as he held one leg up to penetrate me deeper.

Ty rammed his rod into me with a sense of urgency, harder and harder, faster and faster, beads of sweat popping out on his forehead. "Want this pussy, mommy, I need this pussy," he kept repeating.

"Ty, I never knew you were such a gambler, I said between heavy pants, while he pumped his hardness in and out of me. Ooh, Fuck, that feels good."

"I'm not a gambler, I'm a risk-taker. I knew this would be my only chance at having you tonight, and I wanted you bad. I've been thinking about fucking you all day, and if this is the only opportunity I get, I'm fucking taking the risk!"

"Hurry, come in me, she's probably on the way back." Both of us went silent and just fucked.

"Shit, this pussy is so damn good, he said, as his hardness filled me. I needed some of this good pussy today," he said as he held one leg up, penetrating me deeper.

"Hurry Ty, we can't get caught. We heard the door close when she came back in the house. "Be up in a minute Mom, you got some mail," she yelled out to me. I couldn't reply. Ty had me moaning and loving the feel of his cock sliding in and out of my honey hole.

"Fuck, I'm coming, he said, straining to get all his hot cum in me. Coming in this pussy," he whispered while he squeezed my ass tight. I moaned and begged for it.

"Ooh, yes, yes, give me that dick, Ty, cum in me." I had to admit this gamble was worth the risk as he pressed my back harder against the wall, filling my pulsating pussy with all his hot cum.

"Yes, I feel it, it's hot and so fucking good!" Seconds later when I felt he had exhausted his all in me, I separated us and said emphatically, go!" "Now!" He released me and darted back into the kitchen. I moved quickly into my bedroom and was closing the door when I heard her say. Where's Mom?