It had been a long day and Susan was not only tired but she was about as horny as one could get. She couldn't get her mind off the night the kids "put her to bed" and especially the way her son Dale's cock felt in her pussy. She hadn't felt anything that good for so long that all she could do was think about how it felt. And now all she wanted to do was get home, strip off her clothes and get the biggest dildo she had. Which was big, nine inches long and a circumference of at least six inches.
All during the day she had worked very hard to keep her pussy juices from running down her legs, she wore a skirt and the last thing she wanted was for her co-workers to see. But now, in the car and on the way home she didn't have to worry about it. In fact she encouraged it by thinking of that big hard cock in her pussy.
Suddenly the cars ahead of her were stopping. Now what? An accident? And how long would she be forced to sit here? For the first few minutes nothing moved and it was beginning to look like they'd be on the freeway for awhile. Up till now she had the A/C on but running it while just sitting would be hard on the car so she turned it off and rolled down the windows. It was hot, but a breeze was blowing and that helped. She realized she'd be sitting here for a while so she relaxed and found herself going back to the other night and Dale's dick.
Of course that got her pussy started again and not only that but her nipples were getting in on the act. She had beautiful nipples that extended out just far enough to make them perfect for sucking and the color was a rich chocolate brown. Her sister, Jan, had a nice pink color of her nipples and neither of them could figure out what the difference. At the moment though, Susan wasn't thinking about color, she was thinking of sex, and not milling a beat she slid her hand inside her blouse and into her bra. She teased her right nipple, getting it harder and harder and as it got harder it also had an affect on her pussy. It was getting wetter, if that were possible, and she could also tell that her lips were spreading, preparing for something, anything to enter.
She hadn't noticed because she was concentrating on her nipple, that the guy in the car next to her was watching. He had a smile on his face, hoping she'd pull her tit out of her blouse. Susan had a feeling she was being watched and looking over she saw a fairly young man watching her and he was grinning like the cheshire cat. It was apparent he wasn't going to be embarrassed enough to look away. She held his gaze for a moment, it was obvious he knew what she was doing but did she want to stop? She decided not to, there was nothing for him to see except for movement in her blouse. Screw him, she looked away and went back to what she was doing.
However, it wasn't long before she started losing control and paying no attention to the guy next to her she slid her hand under her skirt and into her panties. She moved her finger up and down her slit, working her juices into her fingers and pussy. She couldn't wait and before long she was rubbing her clit hard and fast as well as her nipple. The guy couldn't see her private parts but he could surely see that she was having a full blown orgasm. Several as a matter of fact. She managed to not shout or moan aloud, but she was bouncing around in the front seat. Finished, she pulled her fingers out of her pussy and put them in her mouth. She had always loved the taste of her pussy juice and she'd take it every chance she got. The guy next to her was applauding and laughing and Susan gave him a bow and went back to watching for traffic movement.
An hour and a half later she pulled into her driveway glad that ordeal was over, except she realized that she liked that guy watching her masturbate and that got her hot all over again. She closed the kitchen door and hollered the names of her kids, no one here and she went upstairs to her bedroom. She had decided she'd keep the wet panties on, remove all the rest of her clothes and put on a tee-shirt that came a little more than an inch below her pussy. She washed her face and hands and returned to the kitchen.
As she was looking at the au gratin potatoes in the oven she heard the front door slam and by the sound of the foot steps Dale was home. She held the pose, poking at the potatoes when she felt someone looking at her. She turned her head, "well Mister, what are you looking at?"
"Ah, nothin' ..., nothing mom, just wondering whats for dinner."
Susan knew that the tee-shirt was up over her ass and she gave him a couple more seconds of looking while she gave the potatoes one more useless poke. She straitened up and turned to her son with a smile, "are you saying your mother's ass is nothing?"
"No Mom! That's not what I meant. I just said that I wasn't looking at anything in particular."
Susan walked to with inches of Dale. "That's okay, I know what you meant." She glanced down, "and I can see that must have found it interesting."
Dale squirmed, trying to get his cock in a more comfortable position but he'd have to put his hand down his pants and he wasn't about to do that standing in front of his mother. "Um, yeah, well, you know, somethings just require a guy to look. Sorry I was looking at your ... you know, behind."
"That's my ass, Dale, and it doesn't look like you're at all sorry."
"Well, maybe a little."
"Dinner's ready, where's your sister?"
"No idea, she was still here when I left. I'm gonna go change."
"Don't dawdle."
Dale ran upstairs, taking them two at a time. His hard on felt like it was about to explode and these tight fucking jeans didn't help. He didn't bother closing his door. He yanked his jeans off and with them his boxers, then socks and tee-shirt. He got out a pair of gym shorts that had short legs, just short enough so that if he got another hard on it would stick out the bottom. If his mom wanted to play this game he was more than willing. Every since he and his sister had taken her upstairs and fucked her he wanted to do it again, but he wasn't sure if she were awake and possibly willing. No matter, something was going on tonight.
Him mom was already seated at the kitchen table waiting for him. He smiled at her, "looks good!"
"Dig in before it gets cold."
During the meal there was small talk but there was also underlying tension. They both knew what was going on and neither one of them seemed willing to broach the subject. When they finished and cleaned the kitchen Susan asked if he wanted to watch movie on TV. They decided on a movie and sat down on the couch, close to each other and watched the film.
When Susan had sat down she made sure that her tee-shirt came up jut a bit, enough to expose the lower part of her pussy. During the movie she let her mind wander in fields that would ensure it would get wet. It didn't help that Dale's shorts were showing the bulging outline of his cock and balls. And that was intent, and not only that, he was going to try and get a hard on, which shouldn't be too difficult. He could usual get one if he got nothing more than a glance at a girl with tight jeans. But now he was sitting next to his mother and her tee-shirt was up past her pussy and it was more than obvious what she had in mind. Her panties were soaking wet and that registered with his cock.
Susan looked into Dale's eyes, wanting to see nothing but lust. She got her wish and put her hand on his thigh, just above his knee. He smiled at her. She thought this was going to be too easy. It must have something to do with the other night and if that were the case there was no sense in being coy. "The other night when you and your sister put me to bed?"
"Yeah."
