Lydia lay back in the darkened bedroom and groaned.
A cool, damp flannel lay across her forehead, covering her eyes.
She groaned again.
"It sounds bad, babe", Josh mumbled solicitously. "Are you sure you don't want me to stay with you?"
"No, you go do something, no point both of us suffering my migraine. I know how these things go, they wipe me out for the day then suddenly vanish".
"OK babe, well shout if you need anything".
Josh closed the bedroom door and left his stricken girlfriend to recover.
He turned around, and bumped headlong into his girlfriend's mother as she emerged from the bathroom, wrapped in a fluffy pink bathtowel.
"Ooops, sorry Caroline!"
Caroline blushed. "You just look where you're going, young man!"
Clad in his t-shirt and dark blue rugby shorts, Josh padded downstairs.
Tucking his iPad under his arm, he headed through to the living room and sprawled on the sofa.
***
"Anything you need, Josh?" Caroline enquired around the corner of the living room door. "I'm just off out to Waitrose in Farnham, will be an hour or so".
"No thanks, I'm good here," Josh replied politely.
Caroline smiled brightly and made her way out to the car. He really was a very good-looking young man.
Josh lay back on the sofa, and switched on his iPad. Opening the web browser, he quickly navigated to a favourite porn site, and was soon thoroughly enjoying watching a pneumatic American blonde being pounded from three directions at once.
Josh quickly shucked his shorts and boxers, dropping them on the floor by the sofa. His large cock sprang free, already engorged and ready for action. Not taking his eyes from the porn, Josh began to stroke his cock with his left hand.
He mentally imagined himself as one of the men fucking the busty porn star, perhaps up the arse, perhaps in her cunt. He rubbed up and down along the length of his cock, in long slippery strokes of palm and fingers.
"Oh, I'm so sorry!"
Josh sat bolt upright, heart hammering in his chest.
Caroline stood in the doorway, hand over her mouth in surprise.
"Oh, shit, sorry, I thought you were gone," he spluttered, desperately trying to cover his raging hard-on with his boxers.
"I just came back for something...I'm sorry to interrupt your morning fun!"
"It's fine! It's fine! Let me just..."
Caroline, bright red with embarrassment, watched Josh wriggle his boxers back on. Though if anything, the tented cotton just drew attention to his arousal.
"Maybe pause that too?" she nodded at the iPad, which was still playing the video Josh had been enjoying.
Josh switched it off.
"Much more civilised."
Caroline took one last look at the embarrassed young man, before turning to leave the room.
Then, a moment of madness came upon her.
She darted across the room to the sofa, dropped to her knees, and placed her hand on Josh through his underwear.
He recoiled in shock.
"Caroline, fuck!"
Caroline, a little appalled with herself, carried on.
"Sorry Josh, this is something I need to do."
And she tugged his boxers down, lifting them around his still-hard dick.
*"Now, I haven't done this in a while. But I think I remember the general principle", purred Caroline.
She lowered her head, and took the head of Josh's cock in her mouth. He groaned in response, and closed his eyes.
"This is so wrong."
"We can stop any time you like Josh, but I don't think you want to."
Josh settled back as Caroline began to deliver a sloppy, highly competent blowjob.
Caroline stopped sucking, and gripped his member in her hand.
