Mrs. Sinclair

I was exhausted. Soon after I came I dropped next to her and surprisingly fell into sound sleep. I did not dream that night for real life had become a dream itself.

It was still dark when I woke up or rather when she woke me up. The first thing I saw were the red digits of a digital clock next to the bed displaying 6:50 AM. I looked down and as my vision slowly adjusted I realized what was happening and where I was. A silhouette was playing with my cock. Of course, this was Ms. Sinclair's bed. She had me in her mouth and I was already very hard. I felt an unexpected sense of calmness and pleasure as she bobbed up and down. I had never had a blowjob before.

By this point I did not remember what her vagina had felt like, everything had happened very fast but this I was well aware of the sensations. What stood out to me first was her tongue. It was so soft and unlike anything my dick had felt before. Then I felt a wet sensation which was her saliva all around my shaft. Then the warmth of her mouth engulfing my shaft. Up and down I saw her head as a bit of light started coming into the room. She didn't go all the way down my shaft and when she got to the lowest point she could go I would feel her teeth touching me.

I moved up the bed after a while keeping my eyes on her. She moved, cock in mouth, up with me. I got myself into an almost sitting position and let her finish what she had started. Up and down, I now saw she was naked just like I was. I thought we would be having sex again but then she started actually sucking me. There was this suction sound and more pressure on my member. It was extremely stimulating but I remained calm. I felt my dick trying to grow even more. She wouldn't stop and I put my hand on her head. I just rested my hand and she stopped, looked at me for the first time, and then went back to business. It was too much for me, her green eyes had made eye contact with me for a very short moment and in the dark but it had switched something in my brain. I came quickly and hard as I truly moaned for the very first time in my life.

She stood up I believing holding my cum in her mouth and finding her way to the restroom leaving me clean and looking at her ass cheeks. I hear the shower water running and soon took another nap.

"Hey sleepy head, it's time to wake up again." She woke me up again telling me this from the room's door. She was wearing a robe now. "I got breakfast cooking so come on down soon okay!"

I did not even nod. I was still naked and spread out on her bed. I showered and found my clothes clean and folded on the bed after the shower. I put my clothes on and headed down the stairs. I sat on the table unsure of what to say. She seemed happy though. She cooked with a smile and a lightness to her movements.

Eggs with ham.

"Are you rested?"

"Yeah, I slept like a baby." What's going to be our relationship now?

"I'm glad to hear that, well I want you to know that I'm very grateful that you have been helping me so much. You have no idea how much I needed it."

Um, think. "I'm glad to hear that. It's not a problem at all, I'm more than happy to come help."

So she has decided we aren't going to speak about it. How can we not? I fucked her last night and this morning she had my cock in her mouth. But she continued to act like nothing had happened! We finished breakfast and kept talking for a while. It was time for me to go so she cleaned the table and I hugged her goodbye. I had a very strange feeling as I stepped out lost in my thoughts.

I walked through her garden towards the sidewalk then turned and faced my home. I was surprised to see my mom staring at me with a confused expression. It was only 8:30 am and she was watering our grass. I don't remember seeing her do this before. Also If I stay at a friend's house I'm usually home later than 8:30 am. This was not a good look for me.

"Hey Mom?"

"What were you doing in Mrs. Sinclair's house like right now?"

All I could come up with was "Yea, well, she saw me walking home this morning and asked me if I could help her move something heavy."

"Okay." There was still some confusion in her face. It was a good lie I think. I probably did look just showered and fed which wasn't the usual after spending the night with friends but that was a very minor detail.

"Anyways, I'm going inside to get ready."

"Ready for what? You're just getting here."

"Going out with friends. They'll be picking me up in a couple of hours."

"You don't seem to spend much time here do you?"

She was busy most of the time so we talked very little by this point. After she had divorced my Dad we needed more money so financially it was agreed my sister went with Dad and I stayed home. It was nice that my Dad lived in town and my parents could still get together for like my birthday but things had changed a lot.

I saw her every morning but we both would be running around trying to get ready for the day. She then would be off to work and I'd be off to school. Usually I came from school and left home again before she came back. Then I'd be home around 8 or 9 and she'd soon be off to bed. She usually worked Saturday mornings as well so...

"Hey is there something wrong? Why aren't you at work?"

She thought about it and looked away from me, "Everything's fine I'll just tell you about it later. Go do what you gotta do."

I stood there for a little bit then went for a hug "Okay Mom, I'll see you in a bit."

I went inside and changed. I used my computer for a while and tried to play with my xbox but my mind was spinning. When I went downstairs I found my Mom was waiting for me in our living room.

"Sit." I did. "Here's what's happening and you don't have to worry about anything. I had an argument with my boss today and decided to quit. She's been beyond demanding and did not seem to like my work so I thought it best to quit. It's been going on for a while."

"Okay. That must of been the right thing to do Mom." I said cautiously. "But you don't seem too happy. Are you worried? Is it a financial problem I'm not aware of?"

She was quite sad. "No, everything's okay, it's just. It's been a lot lately so I feel stressed out. It's nothing you need worry about but I've been feeling pretty down lately. I know it's been long since your Dad and I got a divorced but I started thinking about it again. I feel overwhelmed and directionless to be honest." She was about to cry.

I stood up and hugged her. It had never crossed my mind, she always seemed determined and busy so I simply looked the other way. My Mom was now 46 years old and I suppose this was bound to happen. I would be leaving for college and she would be here all alone. She cried on me for a few minutes but then she wiped the tears.

"Okay, that enough hug honey. I'm going to be home more for a while. Recharge and then go find another job. You know we should spend more time together."

This might make things difficult. "Sure thing Mom. Yeah you'll be home more so we should." I started thinking this might make things difficult. I definitely did not want to spend much time away from Ms. Sinclair's home right now. I didn't know if Mom knew I was off from school early but those two hours were such a limited time considering how things had developed at my neighbor's home.

I spent the day with friend and when I came back home Mom had dinner ready. It was dark outside and my plan was to head right out but Mom wasn't busy any more. She was giving me her full attention. I couldn't escape that night. My cock was hard just from thinking about Ms. Sinclair and there was nothing I could do about it except hide it from Mom.

Sunday proved challenging. Mom and I went to church that morning and I got to stare at Ms. Sinclair from afar. I needed her so bad I was getting a hard on during mass. My pants were not the best at covering it but I was distracted as I had a clear view of Ms. Sinclair. She stood there with a tight long skirt. Her clothing was unadventurous but seeing her and knowing what was underneath was turning me on anyways.

But Mom noticed. She didn't say anything at first but she was afraid other people around would notice it. She elbowed me first but I didn't understand. Morning church wasn't stacked. It was just 9 am and there was no people sitting near us except for one lady at the other side of the bench.

"John are you okay?"

That woke me up. "Yeah, yeah what's the matter?"

Then a man with the collection plate was approaching us from my left. My mom on my right acted quickly and moved in front of me. Then it became clear what she meant. I had a huge boner. My cock slapped her ass as she moved in front of me and now rested on her upper ass and lower back. Mom was fit. She was 46 and what she had gained with age was mainly shape. She was a skinny woman but as she got older and kept working out some parts of her body started filling up. Like her ass. I had noticed it but I didn't think about it. Until like right now. She had skinny legs and a small waist so her ass looked a bit out of proportion even though it wasn't that big. It just had a firm and lifted butt.

She fumbled through her purse looking for change. Her movements were not helping me, or rather they were helping me too much. My erection continued and I didn't want to acknowledge it but it was undeniable that my cock was appreciating this.

She handed the money and moved next to me again. It was an awkward situation and I kept seeing her out of the corner of my how she would glance at my erection.

"Can't you stop that?"

"I'm sorry." I replied a bit ashamed. "It'll go away soon I hope."

"You hope? We're at church how could this happen?"

Then she began to suspect. She followed my line of vision and while she didn't say it then I do believe she started questioning then. I couldn't help it, my eyes pointed at Ms. Sinclair. Ms. Sinclair was bending over to pick up her purse from the floor but in a strange way. Her ass pointed towards us and she stayed there for a little bit too long. Mom looked at her and then at me and I didn't know what to say. Ms. Sinclair had the type of ass that turned me on at this point in my life. What's wrong with me why am I comparing? I thought.

Mom had a great ass that the world could appreciate. Of course it was great but there was something strange about the bigger and less uniformed ass Ms. Sinclair packed. It was a great ass as well but differently and in a strange way it was more desirable to me.

I looked away and did my best so my erection would go away. It didn't. So Mom took off her coat and handed it to me.

"Cover yourself." The phrase stood out to me. Mom didn't plan to pull off her coat this morning so underneath she was only wearing a simple dark black tank top. Skin came into view but at least the color didn't draw attention. A lot of flesh was at display though. She had this perky boobs. My hand could cover her whole boob. The nipples though were quite visible. Must have been the cold.

Church was soon over and we walked out of there. I had her coat on my hand covering my private area. I think I could have hanged the coat on my erection. In the car ride back home we didn't say anything. She didn't ask for her coat back which I was glad for because my erection didn't go away. Sometimes you can't control your body and my brain wasn't helping. I have to admit that I was finding the whole situation a turn on.

I knew it was wrong but I could not help it. Mom didn't seem to want to talk about it after we got home. I went upstairs to my room where I hoped my erection would calm down. I couldn't help it. Soon I took off my pants and jumped on my bed. I was rock solid and had to do something about it. I thought about Ms. Sinclair and fantasized about what I would like to do to her. However, every now and then my mind reminded me of Mom's ass. How firm and nice it was as my erection had rested on it.

As I came I opened my eyes and saw the sperm shooting upwards. My door wasn't closed. There was a gap there and my mother was standing there watching me through it. When I finished I tried to take a better look only to see her moving away. She was there I was sure. I didn't know if I should have been embarrassed or turned on. For now it was only embarrassed. After the orgasm that thought of Mom wasn't 100% pleasant.

Neither one of us brought it up during lunch or dinner. I hoped we wouldn't talk about it and I even went downstairs to find her in our living room. I approached her from behind the couch and before I could say anything I noticed what she was wearing. Her cleavage was exquisite. She was wearing a tank top again except this one was loser. From my point of view I could see her perky boobs and the pleasantness in my pants returned. She was a hot woman.

"Hey Mom have a good night."

"Ah!" Surprised she turned towards me. "You scared me John." She looked at the time. "It's still early. Come sit with me."

"About earlier at church?" Let's get it out of the way I thought.

"Listen John. You're a young man and I suppose it's only natural." She laughed a bit. "I have never seen anything like that happening before so it was um..."

"Embarrassing?"

"No. Well, yes a little but more for you than for me. I mean did you take any pills or something like that?"

"What? No!"

"Well, you were um... hard, for a long time." I didn't know what to answer. "Don't be embarrassed though. Like I said, it's normal. Only... If you don't mind me asking why were you? Um what caused the situation?"

I could not tell her about Ms. Sinclair so what else was there? The question and the whole situation was not normal.

"I... nothing. It just happened. So you're not mad at me?"

"No, that's silly."

She looked at me skeptical but didn't ask more. We talked a bit more before she let me go. I went into my room and waited. She usually went to be early but since she wasn't working any more her habits changed.

When I thought she was in her bedroom and well out of the way I changed into my basketball shorts and a t-shirt so I could sneak out. But I wasn't successful. As soon as I was out my room her door at the end of the hallway opened and she stepped out.

"Hey!" I said.

"Hey?" She replied. "Are you going somewhere?"

I couldn't think of anything. "No, just downstairs. I wanted some water."

"Ok." I could tell she suspected of me.

I turned and headed downstairs with her right behind me. I filled up a bottle with water and turned around in defeat. At this point I noticed what mom was wearing. She had changed for bed again and I believe I'd seen her wear something like it years before but it had been a while. And things had changed.

Mom was a mature woman. She had an athletic body which meant a well-shaped ass and perky boobs. Blonde hair and blue eyes. No, she wasn't perfect, that's not what I mean. Her face wasn't that of a model and she had strong but skinny legs. Still she was perfect standing there in front of me at this moment.

She stood wearing a light blue sheer nightgown. It clung to her body at the right spots. The fabric was see through so my jaw almost drops when I noticed her beautiful nipples. I could see her nipples and her panties through the fabric!

She noticed I was staring for a good few seconds until I caught her eyes. I turned red and looked away. She didn't say anything.

My shorts were not going to hide anything so I had to be careful. I then noticed the gown stopped at higher than her mid-thigh. Her legs didn't look bad at all.

I closed the bottle and walked towards her. I didn't look at her because she would notice it instantly. I walked through and away doing my very best not to look at her again.

"I can drive you to school tomorrow if you'd like."

Well, she gave me a reason to turn around and look and to my delight she wasn't facing me. She leaned on the counter and was looking at her phone. Her subtle bent was sexy. Even better now I could also see her behind. She had what you call a tanga. Wider than a thong sure but same style. I could see her two cheeks sticking out.

"Sure." I said and stood there until she turned to face.

"Everything okay?" she asked with an innocent tone.

"Yea. I appreciate it Mom." And I headed upstairs and started fantasying again. Half hating myself, half enjoying the boner I had thinking about her.

Without new incidents she drove me to school the next day.

When I walked back home after school I began to wonder if Mom knew I was off from school two hours early. Maybe she wanted to pick up as well. If she went to school and didn't find me there would be questions but as I approached Ms. Sinclair's front yard I did not care.

She opened her front door with a smile.

"Any work for me today ma'am?" I gleefully asked. She was wearing a bright orange blouse that didn't reveal much. However she also wore the leggings I liked so much.

"Hello, John. I'm so glad to see you again. I'm sure I'll find something I can use you for." And that was enough for me to forget the rest of the world. I liked that word, I was happy to be 'used' by this woman.

Before I walked in though I heard car noise. Ms. Sinclair turned and walked inside but I involuntarily turned my head to see what the noise was. Mom's car sitting in our driveway had just been turned on which only meant she was close by. I quickly stepped inside the door and waited. I could hear the car there and it wasn't going anywhere.

Had she seen me? I peaked but I couldn't see anything through the tainted windows. There was no way I could take a better look without being seen so I closed the door.

"Well, today we're deep cleaning the house." And so we did. It was strange when she handed me the sweeper and I we started cleaning her home. It wasn't bad though. Our encounter a few nights ago was only made better by this game she liked to play. A teasing game in which she got to bend over with the excuse of cleaning and I got to ogle her.

It would never not turn me on to see her ass stretching her leggings. The curve of her underwear marked on the fabric. Soon enough I was hard and I decided to take off my pants.

"It's getting hot in here." I needlessly pronounced as I folded my pants.

She didn't say anything as I kept cleaning in my brief boxers. The shape of my cock well marked and barely contained. Every chance I got to get close to her I did not hesitate.

I had to get on my knees to pull out a small box lost under a dresser. Meanwhile she came to wipe the top of the dresser. I lifted my face to find her ass right in front of me. I kissed one of her cheeks then I pressed my face against it. She moved as she cleaned but I wasn't going anywhere.

I started playing with her ass. I used my hands as well. I followed her to another dresser and did the same until we we're down in that room.

After about an hour of work she headed to the kitchen. We did the usual at the table then got back to work. At this point I was wondering if we were even going take it further. I was getting a bit frustrated. I enjoy the teasing don't get me wrong but my cock can only take so much of it. So I had to make a move out of desperation.

As she clean the living room center table I approached her on my knees. From behind I grabbed her cheeks and then pushed my face in the middle of her cheeks. I tried to bite or lick but the fabric was too prohibiting for me. I needed more.

She never faced me during this. I pulled her leggings down. I kissed her naked cheeks again and then pulled her pink panties down as well. She was bent over and at this point she wasn't moving any more. She wiped the same spot over and over again. Right in front of me leaned her ass. I could see her pussy and her butthole and I went for it. Her vagina that is.

I licked her from behind feeling my eyes go dark against her cheeks. I was so horny I started licking even between her pussy and her butthole and finally even the outside of her butthole.