The electricity from the contact went directly to my crotch. It even changed the dream I was having. It moved from me driving a red sports car to having my wife Chrissy pinned against the shower wall. Her back was to me. Her long tanned legs were spread while she braced against my thrusts by placing her forearms against the shower glass sliding door. Her breasts squished tight as I cradled her breasts just below her large nipples. She gave a long guttural groan as my hard rod slid in and out of her.
I felt a hand wrap around my morning stiffness. "Gee, John, what kind of dream are you having?" Her lips felt cold on my neck as she kissed me. Chrissy must've just come from her three-mile run and drank something cold before making her way upstairs.
"You," I answered. The grogginess slipped away. "It better be me." She bent to kiss me again. She moved from my chest to my neck, ear and then slipped her tongue into my mouth. I tasted orange juice on her tongue. "How about starting the morning right?" she straddled my hips. Her blonde hair hung past her shoulders down to her elbows.
"What time is it?" I asked as Chrissy reached for my hands and placed them on her c-sized breasts and rotated her hips around my erection.
"Seven thirty." I let out a curse word as I sat. "I can't. I have to be at the office. I have a meeting."
"Now? Can't you spare a few minutes for your horny little wife? I really need this." She continued to kiss my mouth. Her long thick tongue ran over my bottom lip then sucked it into her mouth.
I pulled away before we continued any further. "I swear I won't be long. I'm not even going to take a shower. I'm not even gonna put on underwear."
"Okay, but I spent the last mile thinking about this," she answered and continued to kiss my mouth, letting her tongue touch mine. I flipped her on her back, and she wrapped her legs around me, holding me against her. "I'll shower when I get back, and you can join me." I panted as I pulled myself free. "I'll let you wash me." She placed her index finger at the corner of her mouth, gently biting the tip and moving it across her full bottom lip.
***
I drove for a little over five minutes, thinking of my wife, thinking of my dream. "Fuck it! They can have the meeting without me!" I turned the car and headed home. Maybe she'd still be in the shower when I got home.
When I saw the garage door open, I remembered that our twenty-one year old son Levi was supposed to clean the gutters. I texted work that I wasn't feeling well. I wanted to surprise Chrissy so when I got there, I took the door from the garage and then the stairs. I figured since she was showering that she had locked our bedroom door, so I took the first door which is the entrance to the walk-in closet that leads into the bedroom. I had just entered the closet when I heard Chrissy squeal before adding, "Levi, what the hell?"
"Sorry, mom, I'm cleaning the gutters. I thought you knew."
"I didn't!"
"I'm sorry. It's not my fault. I thought dad told you."
I heard her laugh. "Yeah, well he was preoccupied, and I know it's not your fault. I'm sorry for yelling at you. I was just surprised." There was a slight pause in their conversation and I figured that the misunderstanding had been settled and just as I was about to open the door, I heard my wife say, "Levi, you should close your eyes."
"Mom, I'm on a ladder."
"Still you should really...."
"Where's your robe... your towel?" if she was naked, Levi was getting an eyeful. No wonder he hadn't closed his eyes.
Damn. I knew the moment had probably passed of me having some morning fun. I should just go back to work as I heard my wife tell our son, "I didn't think I needed one."
"God, mom, I always knew you were an incredible looking woman. But wow!"
"Thank you. I'm very flattered." I peeked through the crack in the door where I had a sideways view of them. My wife was naked except for a small throw pillow that she held against her chest but barely covered her nipples and pushed the sides of her left breast over the pillow's edge.
I should have interrupted them but I've always wanted Chrissy to tease someone. She never obliged, telling me that she wasn't a slut who teased other men. But here was an opportunity. It would be a small one considering it was our son being teased even if it was an accident and even innocent but the idea still excited me.
"Ahh... don't you think that maybe you should look away?"
"I can't. I've always wondered what you looked like naked, and I gotta tell you the truth, Mom, you're fucking sexy as hell!"
"Shh, not so loud. The neighbors will hear you and climb down already." She said in almost a whisper.
"I can't. I've turned to stone."
"What?"
"I've got a hard on and it's too stiff for me to move." I watched his eyes drop to the bottom of the throw pillow where I'm sure her crossed legs couldn't hide all of her blonde bush. "Mom, I'm sorry, and I know it's wrong but I got to relieve myself while I'm seeing you like this."
"What?"
"I've got to jack off, mom. You know... masturbate."
"I know what jacking off is, honey, but you can't." There was something thrilling about my wife saying the word jacking off to our son.
"Why not? It's a perfectly natural thing to do. I mean everybody does it."
"I know, but you can't"
"Why not?"
"Well first off, you might fall and hurt yourself really bad and second of all, I'm your mother."
"I don't care about any of that, mom, I need to jerk off while I'm looking at you!" his right hand let go of the rung. "And I'm going to jerk off right now!"
"Damn it, Levi, shut up. The neighbors might hear you!"
"So? I don't care!"
"Okay, okay listen, why don't you climb inside before you fall or the neighbors see you and call the police."
"I can't. I've already undone them. If I let go of them, they're gonna fall to my ankles. You're gonna have to help me." I couldn't see if Levi was actually masturbating but at least a minute passed before I heard Chrissy say, "Okay, I'll help you climb through the window."
I took a chance and opened the door a little more and watched Chrissy walk to the window where Levi stood on the ladder. She grabbed him by the arm while the other kept the throw rug squashed against her. She struggled to pull his 180 pound six foot frame through the window with one hand. "Mom, I'm holding my shorts up with one hand and I'm afraid to let go of the ladder. Maybe I should just let 'em drop and climb inside?"
"No, Levi, someone might see you and call the police." She struggled for a minute or two longer before I heard her exclaim, "Damn it!" There was another slight pause and then she said, "Oh what the hell, you already saw me naked!" With that, she let go of the throw rug. My son's eyes grew wide as saucers as she neared him. His mouth fell open as her breast touched his arms and chest when she placed her arms under Levi's and gave a hard yank.
Levi tumbled through the window, falling on top of her. His head landed on her left breast and his left leg was on top of her left leg with his erection resting on the inside of her thigh. His right hand stayed at her arm near her shoulder. Chrissy remained like that panting from the exertion, and Levi remained there enjoying the closeness of their bodies. "Honey, can you please move? Your thing is touching me." Instead of moving off of her, he moved his hand to her shoulder. My penis was hard.
My son lifted his head from her shoulder and looked at her nakedness. "Gawd, Mom, you don't know how long I've wanted to see you like this."
"Thank you, honey, but you need to move. Your thing...."
"Can I touch you, Mom." There was a pause between each word as he spoke. I saw her shake her head.
"Please?" a second passed before she shook her head and whispered, "no," but it was too late. His hand moved from her shoulder to her breast. Her mouth opened at his touch. "You're so soft." An almost imperceptible "ah" escaped her as he rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Her eyes closed, and she bit her lip as stopped his hand from continuing. He moved higher on her body, moving his knee up until it made contact with her bush and her legs spread. "Please, just one touch?" I unzipped my fly, and my dick popped through the opening.
"No," her breaths were shallow. "Honey, you've already done too much touching." He reached where his knee was touching her opening and ran his hand over it. She grabbed his wrist, stopping him from continuing. He twisted more onto her body so one of her breasts was squashed under his weight and ran his tongue over her neck until he could suck on her earlobe. "Please, Mom, you don't how long I've wanted this."
Chrissy gave another breathy moan. She released his wrist and placed them on his chest to push him off. He eased off and once again he reached between their naked bodies and took a hold of his large apendage and moved it closer to her sex, leaving a wet trail on her thigh. He touched the tip of his organ, wiping at the precum and returned to twisting her nipple, making it slick and shiny with his semen.
"Just a... little... longer, please?" With that he wrapped his lips around her nipple. "Oh, baby, not in your mouth" she moaned. There was a long stream of "ohs" and "ahs" as Levi gently bit at the hard nub.
Levi once again took the bloated head of his thick long sausage and placed it at her lips. This was it! One forward shove and he'd be inside his mom and soon after, Levi would be fucking her! My dick was so hard that the skin was pulled way past the head, and it felt like it would rip past it as it trembled at the sight of what was unfolding before me. Not in a million years would I have thought that my son would be fulfilling my wildest fantasy.
