I finished folding laundry; I called for my son to come get his. But he didn't answer. I called three times and still have no answer.
'Sometimes I wish he went to college somewhere else.' I laughed talking to myself. I walked up to his room and knocked, nothing. I knocked again. Still no answer. I open the door slowly and my jaw drops.
Brandon is watching a porno with headphones on and reading something, while masturbating. I can see is large penis in his hand and I felt myself getting wet, my nipples were twitching. I slid a finger inside my shorts and started rubbing my clit. Brandon was talking so dirty; words I would have washed his mouth out with soap when he was a teenager. But I found myself drawn to his large and wide manhood. So much longer and wider than his fathers.
"That's it mom, slam your ass down on me just like Mikes mom did to him. Yes, Mom I'm cumming. Where are your panties." He was holding his penis in his right hand and looking around using his left. He found my panties and covered his large mushroom and yelled.
"Yes, mom harder come down on me harder. Here I cum mom."
His ass lifted from the chair, and he came hard enough that his cum came out from my panties and hit his chest.
"Fuck, I missed them." He stood and I closed the door. I heard his shower turn on then I heard him talking to himself. I walked in fast to see what he was reading. He was reading a sex story on Litrotica. 'Sitting on my son's lap.' I saw some of his cum on his chair and touched it. I tasted it and I thought I would cum. I ran from the room and went to my computer. I found the story and read it.
'I can't believe Brandon wants to have sex with me.' I finished the short story and thought about taking a trip, forcing Brandon to sit in the back with me on his lap.
I closed my computer and smiled at the cum I released watching Brandon and from reading the story. 'I have to make dinner,' I looked at myself and thought I should start dressing more like the mom in the story. Maybe Tim would get a little horny, I sure need a great orgasm. I have several nice sundresses, I picked a pink flowered one, I put on a matching floral lace thong with a 1/4 shelf bra. It lifted my c-cup sized tits into a nice lacy bra, leaving my nipples free. I knew they would be hard.
I looked at myself and smiled. Tim better want me tonight. I was in the kitchen making dinner when Brandon walked in to get a snack.
"Mom, you look awesome, even sexy. What's the occasion?"
"Just wanted to surprise your dad."
"Maybe I should go see friends after dinner."
"That would be very nice of you, Dad and I haven't spent much time together lately."
"Dinner smells great, hope dad comes home soon."
"So do I, so do I." I turned and bent over so Brandon would see the outline of my ass and the thin thong I was wearing, when I stood up, I saw him adjusting his hard on.
"Brandon, would you set the table for me?"
"Happy to mom, wow you look sexy tonight."
"Why thank you."
I smiled thinking he must enjoy the cleavage I am showing and my hard nipples.
"Dad's home."
"Oh, hurry I would like to be ready when he walks in."
Brandon rushed to get the table and drinks ready.
"Mom I'm going to go use the bathroom, call me down when dinner is ready."
"Okay Brandon, don't be too long." I wished I could watch him beat off again. I laughed then stood in front of the garage door. When Tim walked in, he set his briefcase down and hugged me. His hands went straight to my ass as he kissed me.
"Carol, you look like a prime rib steak, ready to be eaten." He picked up his briefcase and walked to his office.
'I'm not letting him get off this easy.' I walked to his office and sat at his desk with my legs spread. When he sat down, he was looking at my hardly covered hairy red pussy.
"Wow, it's been a while since we had quality time together."
"How about we go eat dinner and then you can do what ever you wish to me."
"Anything?"
"Anything."
Tim stood and kissed my forehead. "Call me for dinner."
I walked out so frustrated; I need a good orgasm. I called them and I stood at the table waiting. Tim came in and I stood next to him, so he would see my cleavage up close. I placed his steak dinner in front of him, ensuring he could look inside my dress. Brandon walked in and said hi to him. I walked to him and placed his dinner in front of him, he was glued to my breasts. Tim never looked up.
"Mom, this dinner looks almost as hot as you."
"Thank you, Brandon."
"Dad, doesn't mom look hot?"
"She sure does Brandon." I could see the anger in Brandon's eyes, Tim never looked at me. We ate silently and when we finished Tim finally spoke up.
"How would the two of you like to take a trip to Tennessee with me this weekend?"
"Seriously dad?"
"Yes, I must bring some supplies to Gatlinburg by Saturday morning. We would have to leave early because of the high temperatures and my ac isn't working that great.
"Dad that's a six-hour trip, without AC it would be a killer, I can take your car to Jeffrey, and he can look at it."
"That would be great thank you, the other problem is sitting. The supplies will fill the back seat, or I can put some up front, the trunk will already be full. So, sitting would be tight."
"Tim, two of us in the back seat squashed together?"
"You don't have to come, or maybe one of you and I can put everything in the back."
"Why can't the company give you a van or something to make the trip more comfortable. I want to come; I have always wanted to see Gatlinburg."
"They don't have one for me to use this weekend."
"Tim, you would have to drive the full six hours, there's no room for you and one of us." I remembered the story now and I was doing all I could to make sure Tim drives.
"Brandon, would it bother you to sit in the back with mom, it will be tight."
"I would do anything dad to see Gatlinburg."
"That's that then, could you call your friend and take the car over to him?"
"I'll call right now."
"Tim, I want to go, but it's so hot out."
"Once I drop off the supplies, we will drive around and enjoy the city."
"You promise we can stay until Sunday to enjoy it?'
"Promise, now how about I find out what's under that sundress."
"As soon as Brandon leaves. I don't like him being home when we have sex."
"I'll be ready when you are." Tim walked up to our bedroom; I heard him talking to Brandon.
"Brandon, I think I need some time alone with your mom, take this and go do something with Jeffrey."
"Will do dad, have a fun evening."
"Sure will, tell Jeffrey thanks."
"Welcome dad." Brandon came running down the stairs and I was on my fours cleaning the floor, I knew Brandon would be able to see my ass. He stopped and looked at me for a while then said excuse me.
"Sorry Brandon, I didn't hear you come in."
"It's okay mom, I was wondering if you needed help."
"I'm okay it's all cleaned up."
"I'm taking dad's car to Jeffrey, and we may go get a drink with friends."
"Please don't drink and drive."
"Jeffrey is driving, and he may have a beer." Brandon gave me a kiss on my lips and slapped my ass when he ran by. He has never kissed me like that nor slapped my ass. Now I was hot, Tim better make me cum.
"Hi Tim." I was standing at the door with my back to it and one leg up. He smiled and crawled into bed, he's so romantic.
"Come here Carol, let's have some fun."
I climbed onto the bed, and he reached up and kissed me, then he removed my dress so fast and unlovingly. He kissed the top of my breast then removed my bra. He said nothing about my breasts or my hard nipples. He laid me on my back and removed my thong. We paid two hundred dollars for that little bit of sexy material, and he just throws it on the floor.
"Ready?"
"What do you want Tim?"
"Missionary is my favorite; I love your tits rubbing against my chest."
"You sure you don't want doggy, oral, maybe anal?"
"Not a big fan of those you know that."
He moved over me and rammed his penis into me. He has a normal sized penis, but it hurt like hell. Then he was just fucking me. He came in less than three minutes and rolled over on his side. I lay there in tears. I am tired of him not pleasing me or enjoying my great body. I rolled over and covered myself while Tim snored. I thought I saw a shadow, but I must have imagined it. I closed my eyes and went to sleep.
Brandon slipped into our room and stood over me.
"Mom, I can't believe dad didn't make love to you. You have nice firm tits."
Brandon bent down and kissed both of my nipples. I thought I was dreaming, and my fingers were between my legs. Brandon took the sheet off me so he could watch. When I came, he ducked under my bed. I stood and went to the bathroom. I masturbated again, just making my frustration worse. I needed a release. As I flushed, I thought I saw a shadow once again. I walked out still naked and walked to Brandon's room, he was in bed, so I backed out slowly. I didn't want him catching me naked. Well, maybe I did.
I was up early, and I wore a sexy night gown, it wasn't revealing but it was sexy. Brandon was the first to come down, he kissed me and poured himself coffee. I handed him a plate with bacon, two over easy and home fries."
"Mom, you are the best cook I know, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Tim came down nicely dressed, he slapped my ass and sat down. I brought him coffee and his breakfast. He said nothing again. Brandon was angry again; he picked up his plate and brought it to the kitchen.
"Mom, I thought you looked sexy last night, but wow. You look so hot."
"Thank you again, Brandon."
"Dad, you sure found the best red head on the planet."
"Sure, did son."
Brandon walked out and slammed the door.
Tomorrow, we leave for Gatlinburg, and I will be packing for the two days. I packed only sexy clothing, remembering the story I packed crotchless panties, who knows maybe Brandon is thinking the same thing I am. I packed for Tim also. Packing only one pair of spandex underwear and his speedo swim trunks. I packed three sundresses and a nice dress for our dinner out.
"Hi Carol, ready to go tomorrow?"
"Just finished packing."
"Wonderful, what's for dinner?"
I looked at him and sat down. I laid back and spread my legs. Tim came over and lifted my dress. Then he dropped his pants and underwear.
"Nice dinner Carol." He went to enter me, but I stopped him. I left the bed and went to the kitchen.
"Carol, what's wrong?"
"Tim, I need some romance from you, I don't need you to just ram into me and cum, what's in it for me if you just ram into me and finish in three minutes?"
"You're right Carol, I'm sorry." He came to me and held me tight; he kissed me so lovingly; my pussy was dripping. He then lifted me to the counter and placed his penis at my entrance. He entered me slowly and moved slowly. Yes, this is what I want. Then the front door opens.
"Is anyone home?" Brandon you just messed up my chance to cum. I turned and finished dinner and placed plates in front of the two of them then went to my room undressed and cried myself to sleep.
Tim slept on the couch and Brandon looked in on me. I was on my back naked. He walked in and brushed my breasts and stomach with his big hand. I was dreaming again, my hand went to my pussy, and I was rubbing my clit. Brandon took a deep breath, and he sucked one of my nipples. It didn't take long before I came. Brandon flew under the bed. I got up again and walked to the bathroom. I cried looking at myself.
"When will I ever feel the joy of an orgasm?" Brandon was beating off into my panties watching me through a mirror. I sat on the tub and once again tried to cum by masturbating. But I gave up, I just couldn't get into it even though I needed to cum.
"I have to check on Brandon." He took off for his bedroom, my panties in his hand. When he jumped into bed he dropped them on the floor.
I was naked and I knew I was taking a chance. But I went over and said good night, then I saw my panties. I smiled and looked at him. I kissed him on his forehead and walked out hoping he was watching me.
Another morning with a new nighty, this one was more revealing, I was wearing it for Brandon this time.
"Mom, I thought you looked hot yesterday but wow, I can see your breasts."
