Nora hurried out of the room as fast as possible. With each step, she felt the warm cum of her son run down her legs as well as her left toes squish into the carpet as the large amount that resided between them parted into the carpet or moved up onto the top of her foot. As the cum cooled and dried in her quick dash out of the room to her waking son, she felt her face grow hot with the sudden shame of what she had done.
Today's events had started out with just an honest attempt to break the stupor that Bradley had descended into ever since returning home from college. She knew it was because of the death of his father, but Nora held no love for her now dead husband. After more or less keeping their marriage and finances held together by a death grip of exhausting work, she had grown bitter.
As Nora closed and locked her bedroom door, she collapsed into her bed, feeling the lines of cum on her leg beginning to harden and dry but the large pool that had remained on her upper foot now began to slide off the end of the bed where her feet dangled off. She knew that she should probably get up and wash her feet and legs off, but a small part of her enjoyed the feeling and it convinced her to just clean herself in the morning.
It was then that Nora thought about how the past few years had brought tonight's escapades.
Nora and Michael, her husband, had met in college their senior year, interning at a software company, her in engineering and him in sales. The two worked well on the menial group projects together, and eventually, once they graduated, they worked together to establish an automated stock sales company that blew up overnight. While their company and software brought in a comfortable sum of money for them to start a moderate company with their own interns in the few years after getting it off the ground, it also brought out the darker side of Michael.
Michael was a gambler, not a bad one but certainly not a good one. He lost more than he won and, as such, as the years went on and the company's wealth and theirs expanded, they never seemed to have enough for everything. It became a glaring issue when Bradley was only a few months old that Michael's addiction to gambling was becoming a dangerous vice for everyone in their family. Nora went to deposit the monthly funds for the children' college funds. When she found that the college fund for Autumn that they had established when she was born had been cleared out and Bradley's, which only had a few hundred in it at the time, was now only a few dollars. The total wasn't a large amount of money, perhaps a few thousand all together, but it was their kids' money, not theirs, and Michael had cleared it out for just a few more bets.
The fight that occurred between Nora and Michael was one that had broken their relationship, but both didn't know it at the time. For the next few years, everything was fine; they even had another child, Ceria, and the money problem seemed to have vanished. Nora, however, didn't trust Michael and began to keep a large portion of her income in a separate account. Ceria was the child to try and repair their broken trust, but she ended up exposing Michael's dark side once again.
When the Bradley went off to his freshman year of college, Michael revealed that he wasn't in love with Nora anymore and that once Ceria was out of the house, he would be selling his portion of the company and divorcing Nora. Nora wasn't blindsided, but it still hurt her that Michael and she hadn't been intimate for years before. Michael would often insult the way she looked or how she acted, even calling her a gold-digger because of how well the company was doing. Nora's attitude and demeanor broke Nora. She began counting the days until Ceria's acceptance letter came.
Michael began by telling her that the house was his and that he was going to sell it to them both, and that they needed to prepare it for the sale. Often, contractors would barge into the house unannounced, sometimes while Nora was changing in her bedroom. She eventually learned that her husband was encouraging them to roam the house together to find new things to spend money on, as well as make Nora uncomfortable with the strange men appearing at all hours of the day. Michael didn't know about her separate account and wanted to spend their joint money quickly.
It was no surprise that Nora soon found Michael was gambling again and not caring about how much he was losing. It was only when company funds began to disappear that she put a stop to it. When she did that, Michael began turning their own company against her.
Nora felt that she couldn't be safe anywhere because there was always some frustration or issue that Michael had thrown her way to never give her a respite while he seemed to be in comfort. When she saw him with an arm wrapped around an intern that could have been his daughter's age, she knew she had lost everything but her children. She kept her husband focused on destroying her spirit instead of breaking her children.
Nora was becoming a broken woman as the years passed, unwanted and stressed by the world she lived in, and then one day, Michael had crashed his sports car into a highway divider, killing him. Suddenly, all the pressure and stress that he had placed upon her, she had control over. She fired the pervasive contractors, leaving a number of projects unfinished within her home. The company and the debt that Michael had placed on its books were sold off to a large conglomerate for much more than it was worth. Nora became an independently wealthy widow overnight instead of an overworked, stressed divorcee with no place to live. Nora was liberated by a chance accident.
Nora, of course, kept her true feelings close to her heart, but her one act of revenge was preventing her children from attending the funeral. It was easy for Autumn and Bradley. She asked Autumn to attend Bradley's graduation so that the two could honor and grieve together. Ceria had to accidently cancel her plane ticket home as Ceria was attending orientation at her college the week of Michael's death.
When her children returned to grieve and mourn their father's death, she kept the truth of the monster he was from them and helped them move on, but Bradley never seemed to truly move on. Nora tried a number of things and began searching for new methods, even trying to get Bradley to go see a grief therapist, but nothing worked. She tried every day to get him out of bed and out of the house to do something. She looked and read a number of books and things until on one trip on her research she came across a brief scientific journal about turning grief into desire.
The scientific journal talked about how a small experiment with volunteers who had recently lost a loved one was introduced to stimuli that they found erotic or tantalizing, which in turn caused them to more or less shift focus from the trauma response of losing a loved one to an arousal response. Nora didn't understand a lot of the experiment beyond the fact that an external stimulus of attraction could bring one out of their depression and return an individual to a semblance of normal.
Nora was willing to do anything, so when she tried the next morning, she put on her tightest sports bra and the most sheer yoga pants she had. She made herself commanding and demanded Bradley get up and look at her, so when she got him out of the house and running, she was startled to see how much of an impact her outfit had on him. Nora was ecstatic about the outcome but also surprised that these stimuli seemed to work both ways. The glances she could take caused her pussy to quake with desire. At first, she felt shame, but as they ran and her son kept staring at her with a semi-erect cock, she wanted more from him. When they had finished the run, she wanted to put herself on full display as she stretched. She noted Bradley's focus began to turn from her back to himself and his thoughts, so she went from erotic to display to teasing. Again, the stimulus of touching her son was a two-way street for her. As the desire for more and more began to build in her core, she felt a pang of ache and even a slight wetness begin in her pussy. So, when she smelled Bradley and the smell of his sweat and cumin wafted up, making her quiver, she felt something in her trip as if a flip was turned off.
Nora kept teasing her son. She felt awkward doing it, even surprised by her actions, so when she saw the gym shorts of Bradley lying discarded on her floor, it was almost an automatic response to grab them and use them to satiate her own desires. The evening didn't seem to quell that desire. It was only after the incident in the living room that that switch in her brain flicked back on.
When Nora woke up early the next morning, she felt the layer of cum on her legs and toes crackle as she rose. She felt both disgusted and aroused about the sensation. It was as if the switch in her mind was both tripped on and off at the same time. Eventually, her off side won, and she washed herself clean before dressing for her morning run and workout.
Nora stood in front of her full mirror, eyeing her toned body. Her dark hair sat splayed over her shoulders, framing her face and green eyes to great effect. Her breasts stood proud and perky at her age as she put on green and black sports bras with a sheer cut of fabric between them, giving a display of cleavage that made her wonder if Bradley would notice. Instead of yoga pants, she grabbed a pair of black spandex skorts that allowed her to show off her long-toned legs. As Nora pulled on some anklet socks, her mind wandered back to last night's incident.
