This is my first story, and I know it's rather short, but I would welcome any constructive criticisms people may have. This story is based on a real event related to me by Gail.
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My husband Shaun and I were having one hell of an argument, when he grabbed his keys and left the house. What happened next changed everything.
First let me tell you about myself and Shaun, I'm 49, 5'10" and slim, Shaun is 6'4" and well built. Shaun and I share our home with our son Jason, who is 28 and 6'7" and again well built.
After Shaun left I locked the front door, but forgot to set the alarm. I then went up to our bedroom, sat on the bed and started to cry. After a couple of minutes I heard a tap at the door, and Jason asked if I was ok, when I didn't answer him he pushed to door open and entered the room. As I continued to cry he came and sat on the bed and gave me a cuddle, saying it's ok mum, I'm here.
I just laid me head on his shoulder and continued to cry. I didn't notice at first when he put his hand on my knee. He then kissed me on the neck and said "there there mum". I did notice when he moved his hand slowly up my thigh towards my hip, but didn't think anything of it. He continued to kiss my neck, moving around the back, where I'm very sensitive. I really took notice when his hand moved up my side and into the open sleeve of my loose t-shirt and onto my bra clad breast. Why I didn't stop him then I don't know.
At the same time his face moved in front of mine and he kissed me on the lips, at first I kept them tightly closed, but he applied pressure with his tongue and I reluctantly parted my lips. Straight away his tongue darted into my mouth, and I returned his kiss, inserting my tongue into his mouth.
I felt his hand working its way under the cup of my bra, and onto my breast. He started to roll my now enlarged nipple, making my gasp a little. Meanwhile his other hand had worked its way up to the crutch of my sweatpants, and he commenced to rub my pussy.
I thought I should stop this before it went any further, but something inside me wanted it to go on, to wherever it went.
His hand then made its way up to the waist band of my pants and then inside them, he discovered that I wasn't wearing any knickers. I felt his fingers getting near to my clit, and as he touched it a moan escaped from my mouth. He seemed to know from then that he could do whatever he wanted with me.