It was two days since that strange night. Two days since Billy's parents had sat him down for sex education lessons. Billy's stepmother had stripped off and let Billy play with her large breasts, she had stroked his cock for him and she had sucked his dick. It was two days since Billy had shot his load in her mouth without warning and his father had got angry with him. Billy had been so close to losing his virginity by fucking his gorgeous stepmother Sharon, a woman he had fantasized about since he had first met her. With her long blonde hair, long sexy legs and ample tits she would have been any teenager's wet dream. As it turned out she was his father's new bride. And last night Billy had been so close to getting to fuck her, but he had literally blown it, shooting his load and ruining the whole thing.
Since that uncomfortable night Billy had done his best to avoid his parents, he couldn't even look Sharon in the eye after what he had done, despite the fact she had assured him it didn't upset her. Billy had made sure that he spent both evenings locked up in his bedroom and tried to avoid any conversation with his parents beyond a simple grunt or monosyllabic response.
Today however it was raining. Whenever it rained his stepmother always picked him up after school without fail. Today was no exception. Sure enough, when Billy stepped out of the front doors of the school his heart sank as he saw Sharon's car parked out front. Normally he looked forward to days like this, where he could be so close to the blonde beauty. Today however it was the last thing he wanted. He would have to spend the fifteen minute drive home confined in the car with her where he couldn't run away or avoid conversation. His stomach lurched nervously as he slowly walked down the front stairs towards her car. Oh well, it was better talking to Sharon than enduring an angry lecture from his father.
"Hi William," said Sharon as he climbed into the car. She was trying to act as casual as normal, but Billy detected a certain degree of awkwardness to her voice.
"Hi Mom," Billy replied sullenly, not meeting her gaze.
Sharon started up the car's engine and pulled out onto the road. She looked as beautiful and sexy as ever, not making Billy feel any more at ease. She wore a tight fitting pale blue sweater that clung to her pendulous 40DD breasts and dipped well into her expansive cleavage. The outfit was completed with a pair of tight white jeans, so at least her gorgeous tanned legs were not in Billy's view.
"Good day at school?" she asked him, knowing how uncomfortable Billy was and endeavoring to pick a relatively safe topic of conversation.
"Yeah," replied Billy, not wanting to encourage her in the least. The fact he couldn't help but continually steal peeks at her chest wasn't making it any easier. They looked so big and inviting and his thoughts unintentionally went to last night when he had held those massive mammeries in his hands.
For the next few minutes they drove in silence, neither speaking. All of a sudden Sharon swerved abruptly off the road and skidded the car to a halt on the roadside.
"This is ridiculous!" she said, turning in her seat to face Billy.
"Wh..whaddya mean?" asked Billy, startled by her sudden action and dreading the conversation he knew was about to come.
"Dammit William!" swore Sharon, "You've been sulking for the past two days. Howard and me were just trying to help you, we didn't want to hurt you. I'm sorry if what I did was…" now it was Sharon's turn to struggle for words. "I'm sorry if I hurt you or disgust you," she said quietly, her eyes downcast.
"No," Billy replied, shaking his head, he couldn't believe she would think such a thing. Sharon was the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on, "It's not that at all," he told her.
"What then?" pleaded Sharon, determined to settle things between them, "You've hardly said two words to me since the other night." Sharon felt a tiny shudder of lust go through her own body as she remembered the activities of that night.
"I..I'm embarrassed, that's all," said Billy, blushing a little as he remembered that night himself. His cock actually tingled a little at the memory. The tension between them was almost visible.
"Oh William," said Sharon softly, she reached over and hugged him tightly, "Perhaps what Howard and I did was a mistake. You can't be expected to be sexual with your stepmother."
"No, no it's not that either," said Billy, painfully aware of her big soft breasts pressing against his chest as she held him, "It's me. It's what I did."
Sharon released him from her embrace. "You mean cumming in my mouth?" she repressed the feelings of arousal that filled her as she recalled his taste.
Billy swallowed nervously, his dick twitched again as his beautiful stepmother used such language "Yes," he nodded glumly.
"I thought I told you that was okay, I didn't mind," Sharon said softly, reaching out and putting her hand reassuringly on his knee and giving it a gentle squeeze.
"Are you still mad at me?" asked Billy guardedly, he almost jumped out of his skin as she touched his knee.
"Mad?" she repeated incredulously, "I was never mad William. I didn't mind at all." Sharon then hesitated, biting her bottom lip as she paused, considering her next statement. "In fact I kind of liked the taste of you," she said, regretting the statement as soon as it left her lovely lips. She knew how inappropriate the whole night had been, and the fact she had got turned on from suckling on her stepson's cock made the whole incident even worse.
Billy refused to believe her, "You're just saying that," he replied accusingly.
"No I'm not!" insisted Sharon, speaking honestly.
