Shawna sat stiffly at one end of the bright red leather sofa, staring at the large, shiny screen of the television set, looking but not seeing, listening but not hearing a word blaring out of the speakers of the set. She was there but her mind and spirit were elsewhere. Her eyes kept turning to the sides every few seconds, marking the movements of the tall, wiry, twenty year old man energetically moving about the room for seemingly, no real reason, save but to flash her what looked like flirting smiles every time she looked up at him. Her mind refused to believe the son of a bitch was so bold as to be actually flirting with her while her husband was sitting right there at the other end of the chair, never mind he was engrossed in the TV news.
Shawna was also paying attention to her twenty-two year old daughter and younger, mid-teens son and daughter languidly passing by from time to time, preparing to leave the house but acting as if the world and all that was outside was obligated to waiting on them. She lifted her hands and scratched her curly-afro head irritably, wondering why the hell they were all taking so long to get the hell out of the damn house and leave her alone with her thoughts and feelings. Thoughts and feelings that had her juicy, mid-brown body glowing and growing hotter by the minute.
There was no denying the effect of the young man's cocky flirting. She could feel the heat raging between her thick brown thighs, and couldn't help wondering if the accompanying moisture was seeping out of her and through the thin silk wrap onto the red seat that her pussy was twitching against; she wasn't wearing panties under the wrap. She let out an audible sigh, and looking visibly agitated, patted the floor several times with her feet, only barely managing to keep her temper from exploding onto her children.
Chuckling, her husband said, "I know, they are so slow ... moving like they own time."
Shawna returned the chuckle, but inside she was also mad at her husband, thinking that he should also get his ass up and go tend to his garden as usual, before the sun came out hotter. Just then the young man turned around from the bookshelf he'd been perusing for a minute or two, and after looking her over from head to toe with lingering lust-filled eyes, smilingly walked by close to her, intentionally, she was sure, with what she was also sure, was a hardon in his shorts. She could have screamed at all her tormentors.
Five minutes later everybody told her they were leaving and she breathed a sigh of relief. The older daughter, Kimla, told her that she would be right back after dropping off the kids at their school for Saturday extra lessons -- That meant she would be back in about an hour's time. Another five minutes passed and Shawna's husband finally decided he'd better go into the garden. Shawna remained seated for a while, still glowing and growing hotter between her thighs and feeling the sweet wetness that was causing her to wriggle her plump ass. Flipping the wrap aside, she slipped a hand down to her crotch and began rubbing the fiery mound, letting her fingers part the lips and slip into the wet hole. She finger-fucked her hot cunt with quick deep strokes, then found her engorged clit and flicked her fingers over it rapidly.
Several minutes later, she got up and went to the back door. Looking out, she saw her husband with fork in hand, digging up soil to prepare a garden bed for seedlings. She bolted the bottom half of the door from inside, leaving the top section open and turned away. Shawna hurried back through the kitchen and bounded upstairs to fully surrender herself to the feelings burning her up; she had to finish what she had started on the couch a few minutes ago. She headed for her bedroom, but as if suddenly weighted with lead, her feet stopped moving, anchoring her to the floor outside the door of the room next to hers.
She nervously turned the knob on the bedroom door and slipped in, locking it behind her. The young man was lying on his bed, enticingly naked, calmly stroking his impressive hard cock that was pointing to the roof. Shawna quickly threw off her little wrap and climbed onto the bed. She straddled the horny lad, with her ass in his face, as she quickly took his ready cock into her mouth and began sucking him off hungrily and passionately, muffled sounds of pleasure erupting from her filled mouth. She felt his tongue in her pussy and she wriggled delightedly as he probed her. He sunk his fingers into her fleshy ass cheeks and squeezed hard, sending sweet pain that headed straight for her pleasure core.
