MRS. SINCLAIR

She wasn't old but she was older. A very mature woman. Wrinkles had started to appear on her face but only up close did I notice them. She was a redhead with greenish eyes. She didn't have a model's body. She wasn't skinny with perfect firm breasts and lifted-up butt. She actually had a belly you know like a real person does. She must have been in her fifties. She was older than my mom and all I knew about her was through my mom. She had been my neighbor almost all my life. She had divorced a long time ago. She was my lonely redhead neighbor.

My mom thought she was a nice and a bit naïve lady. Ordinarily I'd see her she would wear very conservative clothing. Regularly I saw her at the church my family attended where she would help organize events. She also worked for an insurance company though I don't know what her job title was. Mostly though she was at her home doing who knows what. The only times I saw her wearing something different was at her backyard doing her routinely garden work. For this she wore different clothing. Now it was nothing crazy but my favorite were the denim shorts because they were pretty tight. She would get on her knees and lean over the flower beds giving me a perfect view of her shorts stretching to the shape of her ass. She had nice mature woman breasts and a nice plump ass. That was my view of this woman.

I wasn't obsessed with her and I would have forgotten about that but things changed. The day after my eighteenth birthday something happened. My parents made me a small dinner for me. It was a small party, just my immediate family and a couple of my friends as the very next day my last semester in High School would start. After we had dinner and my friends left, Mom prepared a plate, wrapped it up in foil and sent me to the neighbor's house with it. I've done this before since the woman lived by herself and my Mom was good friends with her.

She opened the door already wearing pajamas. As I said before she was quite conservative. Her pajamas were normal. Lose white pajama pants with vertical red and pink lines. Her top was this-long sleeve button up nightshirt.

"Hello, I'm sorry to bother you Mrs. Sinclair but yesterday was my birthday and today we had a small dinner to celebrate. Very small thing, and so my Mom prepared some food for you."

"Oh, thank you! Congratulations how old are you now? I hadn't even noticed how big you are now!?"

"I turned eighteen yesterday. I have school tomorrow though so we just had a small celebration nothing fancy."

"Wow, 18 already. Time sure flies. Hey, I didn't know it was your birthday but I'll tell you what. I'll improvise a gift. Come inside and I'll find you something."

"Oh that's not necessary. I don't want to bother you."

"It's no bother at all, it pleases me, come on in." She turned around and I turned my head towards my house in the dark, everyone about to go to sleep. Then back towards the doorway where I saw Mrs. Sinclair's ass walk away from me. Even with pajamas the shape of her cheeks were clear.

I'd never been inside her home. I was expecting religious objects and a cluttered place but it wasn't that. It was spacious and on her wall a few paintings hung. None were religious it was all abstract art. She led me to her living room and asked me to sit.

"Can I get you something to drink? I was making tea. Would you like some?"

"Um, yea, sure."

She walked to her kitchen and while she got me a cup I admired her home. I didn't notice while she walked towards me but it was impossible to ignore when she sat the cup in front of me. Was I imagining things now? The top buttons of her long-sleeve blouse were open so that when she bent to place the cup more cleavage than I had ever seen from her was at display. She wasn't wearing anything underneath but I couldn't see any nipple. She had large breasts. Now what really turned me on was my brain playing games with me. I wanted to believe that those buttons were not open like that when I walked in. As she stood the buttons were obviously open and I was almost certain this wasn't the case when I talked to her at the door.

"Okay, I'll go get something for you don't go anywhere."

"I'll be here." Finding myself in this situation, as she walked upstairs moving those hips graciously, my mind started playing fantasies I had perfected. I half believed this woman would be walking down with no clothes or I would hear her tiny sexy voice asking me to go upstairs and to my delight I would find her in bed.

She made her way downstairs after a few minutes.

"I have a book for you and I just remembered it's actually down here in the living room".

I didn't say anything just smiled and observed. She moved toward a shelf next to where the TV was. Strange that she went upstairs to look for a book instead of on her bookshelf. Her back was towards me as I got to see something different once again. Then my jaw almost falls off my face. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. She had changed her pants. She was now wearing black leggings. They clung to her lower body so tightly. These were not see-through material but her legs were meaty and her ass was hypnotizing well shaped. Not something I imagined this church lady would ever wear.

After looking over the top shelf she gave me the real gift. Slowly she bent over, ass directly at me. She stood at a 90 degree angle and slightly would move her ass left, then right, as she looked over the book spines. Was she wearing anything underneath? I shifted my sitting position to a more comfortable one sliding a bit downward and opening my legs a bit. I was wearing black dress pants for the party and the bulge in my pants was going to be noticeable if this continued.

What a spectacle.

"I can't believe I can't find it." She fell to her knees and awkwardly and unnecessarily lifted her butt a bit. "I can't read these titles I need to get really close". Yes, what a spectacle.

But finally she found it. Stood up and handed it to me.

"Now that you're all grown up this book hopefully motivates you." I looked at the title How to Win in Life! By Marlene Lewis. Mm. Looks like a corny self-help book. But it wasn't hard to receive the book and smile. I already had my gift. I had never spent this much time talking to the woman let alone the image of her ass in those leggings now forever burned inside my head.

"Thank you I really appreciate it," I said "I will be leaving for college in a couple of months but, um, I know we barely know each other but I've grown fond of you over the years as neighbors. I do mean it thank you..." where that come from? Then I somewhat awkwardly opened my arms and she leaned in for a hug. Then she moved her feet right up to mine. I was taller than her, her head leaning against my upper chest. Then the hug lasted longer than a usual hug. "You're so sweet!" I could feel her breath on my neck and her breasts against me. Carelessly her hands fell down to my ass and though she didn't put pressure I could feel them resting there ever so slightly inviting me to move closer. Then I felt my boner against her. We were way too close so the bulge in my pants was pressed against her. I don't know what part of her body it was but it turned me on more than anything that had happened that night.

She didn't say anything but she must have felt that. And that was something I would jerk off to that night because sadly we ended the hug then she thanked me for the food and all I could do was say goodnight and leave.

I saw her again the next day. As I walked home from school she was outside her home watering her plants.

"Hey John, how was school?"

"It was fine ma'am, the usual stuff."

"Are they keeping you busy these last few months? Aren't you a little early today?"

"Actually not, I'm done with the class requirements so this new semester I just found out I will have two free periods. I could take a class but I rather be off school two hours early. That's why I'm so early."

"Oh wow, you will have a lot free time then."

"Yeah, I'll find something to do I suppose."

"Mm, well you know what maybe I could use some help. Would you like to make some money?"

"Well, sure. I'm not sure I could be of much help for you but I can try."

"It's not a favor, I'll be paying you. Think about it and let me know."

"I'll do it!" I exclaimed a little too eager there. I was really looking forward to doing nothing with my free time and even though making some money was good what I didn't have to think about much was that getting to ogle Mrs. Sinclair again was too good to pass on.

"Do you want to get home and then come back?"

"It'll be fine I can get home later no one is expecting me this early anyways."

She led me inside and proceeded to remove her thin coat. It doesn't get too cold here in Southern California.

"I think I'm going to have you help me with moving some boxes upstairs and organizing." She had some boxes in the living room and I didn't ask what was inside them. I followed her upstairs with one of the boxes as she led me to a room. She walked in front of me and then told me to put the boxes on a table.

I still think this is where the games officially began.

I walked into the room behind her and stopped to hear her instructions. The room was being used as a storage place by the looks of it since there were other boxes around and some old furniture and stuff like that which made the place difficult to walk through. When she finished...

"Okay thank you Jack." Then she walked towards me. "Oops let me squeeze through here dear." She didn't give me time to think, I simply turned left and moved back as much as I could to let her through. The box was in her way though so I started lifting it but she didn't wait. She walked through, with difficulty. She faced the wall that I was facing so that her ass inevitably would be brushed by my crotch the way you might have to on the subway. Thankfully for me the position of the box in my hands forced her to bend her knees a bit. So the 'brush' became total contact. She moved fast towards me but slowed down enough once we touched for my dick to have a reaction.

It felt good but having not expected it diminished my reaction. This was not the case again because this started a series of games Mrs. Sinclair and I started to play. The respected lady I saw at church liked to play games. She came back upstairs after a few minutes with a water bottle for me.

"Should I leave it on top of the table?" She could have handed to me but instead started walking and slightly pushed her butt towards my private area. I knew she had to walk out again. I could have moved but I didn't, I just waited feeling a growing erection. Again she walked through, this time I faked a 'problem' balancing and held her in front of me without caring that my erection would be felt by her.

"Ah, you okay?"

"'Yes, I just lost my balance there for a second." I said as I still held her against me.

She then walked downstairs like nothing. It took me an hour to organize the room and my thoughts, then I walked downstairs looking for Mrs. Sinclair. She was cooking.

"Hey Mrs. Sinclair I finished organizing everything upstairs. Maybe you'd like to come take a look?"

"I'll check in a little bit. Aren't you hungry? I'm almost done cooking."

"Now that you mention it, I am a bit hungry."

"Good, and you're a grown up now you can call me Andi."

"Okay, Andi. Actually I just realized I didn't know your name."

"Why would you right?" She smiled at me. "It makes me feel old though when you call me Mrs. Sinclair. Besides, I got divorced a long time ago and never took his name."

"So technically it's Ms. Sinclair right?"

"Hah 'yea I suppose. Somehow that's so much better than Mrs."

"Then can I call you Ms. Sinclair? I feel like it sounds," It kind of turns me on. "Mm. I don't know, sounds better to me."

"That's sweet. Yeah you can call me that as well but there's no need for formalities. Help me set the table won't you? Reach those bowls from there won't you?"

"Sure." That long skirt she was wearing would kiss her ass and look so tempting. Obviously, the cupboard was above the stove and right now she stood in front of the stove. I decided that this time I would make the move. I was nervous though, what if I have been imagining things. What if she gets mad and I get myself in trouble. So I slowly came up behind her staring at that big ass, in the process provoking my penis to become erect. I took my time but ever so slowly I started to feel her butt against me. Reaching up looking for the right bowls I moved a bit against her skirt. To my delight they were a bit far and I had to push closer. Why not enjoy myself some? So I grabbed one bowl and took it to the table, then came back for another one. She kept cooking like normal while my hard on pushed against her cheeks.

I found the rest of the stuff and set the table. Afterwards we went upstairs to look at the room and the teasing continued. "It looks great!" Blah blah blah. Every time she'd bent over to check what was inside a box I had to struggle not to jump on her. I wanted to fuck her while she still wore that skirt. I preferred the leggings though. We talked and I moved some other stuff around.

"Okay, it's been a while. I'll let you go now and if you'll come back tomorrow I can have more stuff to do and I'll even pay you." She smiled at me.

"Sounds great Mrs... Andi. I'll come back tomorrow at the same time."

And so I did. That night I masturbated thinking about her but soon I found that abstaining myself some nights in a row made my erection brushing against her so much more intense. It was difficult because I started to fantasize about Ms. Sinclair all the time. This continued for the next day. On Wednesday she wore leggings again.

"Those look good on you Andi." I complimented her in an offhand way at some point. She wore them again from that day on. On that Friday she wasn't even wearing them but she went and put them on at some point while I worked. I ogled her every day and she gave me so many chances to push my erection against her. I was timid at first but as the days went by I started to worry less and less. We didn't talk about it but we both knew what was happening and the lack of acknowledgement honestly turned me on. I ate with her every day and I discreetly would peek her cleavage. But as I was saying the discreteness went away.

"Should I clean the table now?" She would ask me. Which was code for me to get ready. I'd say yes and she would walk over to my side of the table to lean and put her breasts right in front of me. I wouldn't hide my stare at all. It was glorious and different every day. Some days she didn't seem to wear a bra and her breasts would stretch her blouse. Other days she wore a bra but her blouses would be a lot more open. She enjoyed herself too. She would touch me a lot. My ass, my chest, my arms and so. Once I was sitting on the floor putting together a desk she had bought from IKEA when she came behind me and said "thanks for helping so much!" as she hugged me. Her breasts against the back of my head and her arms curiously around my chest and arms. I'm not a bodybuilder but I'm fit. This also turned me on very much.

This went on for two weeks. I hadn't told anyone I was doing this. On the second Friday I worked for her I decided to wear basketball shorts. I never wore basketball shorts to school but that day I did. It was risky, you know because those don't hide an erection at all. By the end of the day I knew it had been the right choice.

Ms. Sinclair prepared normal jobs for me which were getting pretty obvious she didn't need. I watered plants outside. Did her front lawn, again. It hadn't grown in the last two days. Then I followed her upstairs where she went down on her knees to look through some drawers. She pulled out papers, read them, and then passed them up to me. I was to put them in order. As usual with something like this I would stare at her butt just getting hornier and hornier. Finally a tent was visible on my shorts. Bravely I decided just to ignore it and enjoy it.

The lady had a harder time ignoring it. It was a big tent. It must have looked funny too. As she turned around to pass me some papers I caught her eyes staring at it. Lustful eyes. I pretended to be distracted reading one of the papers as she passed me another one which gave her the opportunity to bump her hand against my erection. This was such good teasing that kept me hard. So now every time she passed me something her head would bump against my head. When we finished I moved before she stood up. I had a question you see.

"What is this about Andi? I'm not sure which pile it belongs to." I moved forward and put my tent next to her head over her shoulder. I was over her as I handed her the papers. She took the papers and scanned them. As she read them I moved my cock against her head until I was well pressed against the side of her head. How could we keep acting? She read the paper and told me what to do with it. Then she started to stand I moved backwards but then she lightly got hold of my shaft as she stood. It looked like she needed it to stand and her hand felt so fragile and small against my cock. She let go of it after a few seconds but it was so fucking hot.

We ate as usual. Afterward she wanted to watch a show which was unusual but I agreed. Sat on the couch and invited me next to her.

"Isn't it cold Jack? Aren't you cold?" It wasn't. She didn't wait for my answer though and stood and grabbed a small blanket sitting at the other couch. She then sat down again now much closer to me and laid the blanket over both of us. Her hands quickly got curious again. We watched a half hour show as she moved her hands up and down my left thigh. Then surprise! She found my shaft again. She didn't grab it, instead she decided to pet it. Down my leg and then up and up all the way over my cock. This quickly got me hard again. But the show was done too soon.

It was time to go. Actually it was later than usual. We hugged goodbye and I put my hands on her ass for the very first time. I didn't squeeze but I made the hug last longer and left my hands there.

"Okay young man. I really appreciate you coming. You've been working only on weekdays but I actually had another job in the garage for you if you wanted to come in tomorrow. It's going to take a few hours I think."

"Oh man. At noon tomorrow I have to meet some friends. Um, maybe I can get started today? It's only 3:30 after all."

"That'd be great if it okay with you. Maybe you'll want to call home and let them know you'll be late?"

"Yes that's true," I pulled out my phone. "I'll call my mom don't worry, she's still at work though."

We walked back inside, me behind her staring at her cheeks, with my mom on the phone.

"Hey Mom...yea... hey I'm with friends right now, do you mind if I stay at Steve's house tonight?" I lied. I hadn't said anything about Ms. Sinclair's odd jobs. In fact, on Sundays at church when I saw her, my family and I would just say hi as usual so she hadn't said anything either.

As expected my Mom couldn't care less and said yes. Ms. Sinclair didn't say anything either. She heard me lying and she hadn't said anything about me staying at her place but I knew she knew that was the plan now.

The job wasn't big but it was dirty. In her garage she had her old car and it needed an oil change, the air filter replaced, and even the battery. She had all the parts ready so I worked. It was only 5:15 when I finished though and she read my mind.

"Thank you so much but wow I'm sorry I didn't think about how dirty you'd get!"

"It's okay, these aren't new clothes or anything Andi." And I live next door.

"Nonsense. I think you should clean up, maybe take a shower. I can't let you go home like that." I followed her upstairs where we entered her room then we kept going to a room I had never been in. It was a spacious bathroom. We entered then she stopped. "Okay, leave your clothes on this chair then I'll come back and take them so I can wash them. There's a bathrobe hanging on that wall you can use," I nodded "Okay sweetie I'll be right back."

So started undressing. I felt great somehow, relaxed, my muscles had worked a bit that day and this lady was driving me nuts. Wait a minute, that shower has a glass sliding door. I stepped in the shower and though there was a curtain I could use to cover the sliding door I realized that wouldn't be much fun. I left the shower uncovered it was clearly see through. I closed my eyes and started picturing Ms. Sinclair walking in front of me moving her ass so deliciously. I grabbed my shaft with my right hand and started working on it. Quickly I got a boner. Now I waited. Soon I heard her come into the room. I did not look at her but kept my boner visible and hard as I showered. Every now and then giving my shaft some help.

I had to see. Out of the corner of my eye as discreetly as I could I eyed Ms. Sinclair. Sitting there watching me. Eyes all over my body and her left hand at her crotch over her clothes. Then under.

I didn't need to touch myself after seeing her. It turned me on so much to know she was watching me. Once I finished with the shower I wanted to step out dick in full display but she walked out as soon as I turned off the water. I grabbed the robe and went looking for her.

I found her just outside her room. "Okay, Ms... Andi, your turn."

"My turn?" She looked surprised.

"Yeah, the shower's ready." I looked straight in her eyes as I said this. She timidly nodded and walked past me into her room. I walked the other way, downstairs, to the kitchen, drank a glass of water, I was shaking a bit, I was nervous, went upstairs, doors already open, the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. I walked in and sat just where she had. Then I looked up to find her in the shower. Naked, pretending that she didn't notice my presence. Shower curtain where I had left it.

She was in full display and I felt my member gaining strength again. It didn't take long till I could see a tent on my robe. I had never felt this way before. I imagine it's my youth and horniness. I untied my robe but left it on. My cock was in full erection. I felt strong, not only my erection but my whole body felt tight. My stomach, my legs, my arms, it all felt energized with pure lust. I started stroking my cock as I watched her.

This woman had enough everywhere. Her boobs only sagged a little with the weight. Her light brown nipples were small. No tan lines and to my surprise no bush. Her legs and ass were my favorite part. How could they be so smooth and meaty? This woman is in her early 50s. Pornography gives you ideas of what a perfect body looks like. This isn't it and I could not care less. She had a belly and her breasts sagged a big and looked soft. I couldn't care less, I wanted to put my tongue all around her.

Should I step out as well? I don't know why but I didn't once she finished. I went downstairs and turned on the TV tube. I was so comfortable in this robe, letting every move freely. She came downstairs wearing a pink robe like mine. Cleavage on display. She prepared a small dinner, oats and cookies and coffee if I wanted. When she sat my cup down this time I could see everything. Those breasts were not covered at all. We talked, she laughed and drank wine.

We then sat on the couch and watched a show. I didn't hesitate. This time I grabbed the blanket to cover us. I sat as close to her as I could and with my left hand under the blanket I moved her robe as high as I could. This way I could feel her up. I caressed her leg, up and down feeling her warm skin.

She stood up. "Okay, I think it's time for me to go to bed now. You can stay in any room you like sweetie. Goodnight!" She leaned forward and I quickly planted my lips on her mouth. It was quick and she didn't say anything just smiled and left.

I sat there on the couch thinking my next move.

She said any room so her room it was. I realized there was not much to think about after a few minutes. I really did not have any other option, what else was I supposed to do? Go to sleep? I felt nervous and didn't know how this would develop but I had to go find her. The hallway light was on but her room was dark and open. I walked in the hallway light illuminating the room softly.

She was lying on the bed facing down butt naked. I walked in and stood a couple feet from the bed and feasted my eyes. A minute later I took off my robe and started playing with myself. I didn't know if she was asleep and realized how creepy I must have looked if she was and I woke her up. I needed to know if she was awake as I was sure not going to do anything while she slept. Then I thought and blurted out. "Hey Ms. Sinclair, could you wake me up tomorrow when you wake up?"

Without hesitation she responded, "Of course dear." As she opened her legs a bit. Oh now I know she's not only awake but well aware of me standing here so I continued to feel myself. Then I sat on the bed and started feeling her legs. Up, up, up, my hand went and I started to touch her naked ass cheeks. I masturbated while doing this but I slowed down. I did not want to climax anytime soon. Then I climbed well into the bed. Kissed each one of her cheeks. I loved touching those two cheeks. I lifted her butt and she nicely bent her knees. Perfect doggy style. Then I knew I shouldn't go right in so first I touched her outer pussy with my fingers. She was wet. I leaned down to lick her pussy lips with my tongue, my eyes right between her ass cheeks. It felt so good to hear her tiny moans as I used my tongue like a dog drinking water.

I positioned myself for some intercourse. I grabbed her hips and slowly worked my dick into her pussy lips. As I was gloriously going in she moved a little. Closed her legs a tiny bit and moaned a little bit louder. I would not last long. She was wet and very warm. My shaft was going in nicely and I could feel different pressure spots on my whole length. The whole day my dick had been going up and down and this was too much pleasure. I slowly went all the way in, and then slowly back out. In and out slowly as I gained momentum. As soon as I started getting good speed I could feel myself about to cum so I would pull out completely. Take a breath and try again. She wasn't complaining. The small moans she gifted me kept me happy. What a woman, I couldn't get enough of her smooth butt.

I tried my hardest to last longer. I pulled out and licked her again this time starting on her thighs. Licking and kissing those thighs as I got to her pussy to lick again. I knew I'd be exploding soon even if I didn't go inside her again. So I went back inside her. Slowly again until I knew there was no more for me to give. I stilled myself inside her tried to calm myself a bit. Then I gathered energy and then in, out, in, out, quickly. She gave a bigger moan and I came inside her. I could feel my cum coming out in bursts in the longest orgasm I had ever had. Before I stopped, my cum had an effect on her. Her lower body started shaking, her right leg twitching, she was cumming as well.I was exhausted. Soon after I came I dropped next to her and surprisingly fell into sound sleep. I did not dream that night.

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.

After I completed my orgasm I reopened my eyes to look at her. I looked up at her as she was on her knees with her hands around her face. Maybe she was wiping my cum or something.

"Did you sleep well?"

"I've never slept better."

"I wonder why John." I couldn't make out her expression but she surely was smirking.

"Oh you don't have to wonder. I can explain it to you."

"Really? I'm not very smart though I might need a very thorough explanation."

"Hm. Then I think a step by step demonstration will be necessary."

She laughed at that and was off to the restroom. She showered and soon came out.

"I'll be making breakfast honey, you should come downstairs soon."

"Will do ma'am."

After I showered I headed downstairs to find my plate already on the table. We made small talk and I joked and she laughed a little. Then she got a little serious.

"Now John. I think I'll be having more work for you pretty soon if you'd like continue coming here."

"I'm all yours Andi."

"I don't think I have to say it but, let's keep the odd jobs you're doing for me a secret. You know how people are and I don't want people thinking I'm taking advantage of you or something. I know I don't pay you much but I really can't afford more."

"I won't tell anyone but I doubt anyone would care. There is nothing that you should be ashamed of. In fact I won't be taking any more money from you. I'm happy to help you out." As I spoke I moved my chair backwards. I got on all four and crawled under the table towards her. I had to return the favor before I left. "In fact, I'm very thankful for your trust. Andi you have many qualities and spending time with you is a pleasure."

I was able to untie her robe from under the table and open it. I opened her legs to reveal a precious view. Pink and ripe. I began by kissing her fleshy legs working my way to the precious spot. When I finally got to it I licked her thoroughly. From as low as the chair allowed me and up past her lips. Like a dog I licked her this way for a while. I was no expert so I started to improvise around her lips and clit. I got a noticeable reaction when I licked her clit. So I focused on this for a bit. I lick only her clit in short but soft strokes. She moaned and her hips fell on the chair. Her hands then went to my head and she took control of the clit licking. I licked a few times then her hands stopped me. Then she pushed me towards her again so I could continue tonguing.

I started getting hard again and she increased the speed of the intervals. I was her toy at this moment and I just wanted to please her.

"Ms. Sinclair?"

"Yes?"

"Teach me."

I heard a small laugh and then she lightly pressed me against her pussy.

"Okay. Slowly push inside me." I did. The taste wasn't pleasant or bad. It was a bit salty and regardless of taste I was totally enjoying it.

"Nice. Move it up and down inside. Mmmm, yes like that. Ah! Okay, just like that push to your right, up and down. Yes. Yes. Yes. Like that." She whimpered.

And that was it. She forgot to give me directions right away. She liked the sudden changes though. I could tell by her small and sometimes big reactions. It was incredible how easily it was to tell what she wanted. She responded to my every move. I continued inside her, my tongue as stretched as I could. It began to get tired so I pulled it out and licked her outside, I even kissed her to make her laugh, before going back in. I had a full erection now but I was enjoying myself down here. She had relaxed on the chair then I went hard at her. I was rock solid by this point and it was hard to control myself. I was here to pleasure her though so I didn't pull my cock out. The energy has to come out somehow so I stopped the slow licking and became aggressive. I planted my face on her and began licking hard and fast, in and out as she grabbed my hair and moaned.

I was going hard on her. She clumsily stood up as I kept my tongue in her. I grabbed one the chair legs and pulled it away from us. It fell loudly. Then I helped Ms. Sinclair clumsily down again. Her ass on the floor, her back on the ground, her legs open to me. Right there on the floor I continued to devour. She began to twitch then shake. She was having an orgasm but I wouldn't stop. She tried to pull me away as the pleasure was becoming too much by pulling my hair away but I stayed in place and kept eating. I felt her juices around my mouth. She moaned hard and loud as I felt her body spasm and then the orgasm arrived. It was delightful seeing her in pure pleasure. Her body made unconscious movements. Her mind was enjoying it and unaware of anything else.

She was breathing hard as I stood up and went to look for my phone. I took a picture of her on the floor with her legs open and I don't think she even noticed.

"I'll be going now Ms. Sinclair.' I approached her on the floor and kissed her. She kissed me back her tongue in my mouth first. Then she licked me around the mouth tasting herself. I stood up and left. I would be coming back soon, my visits to my next door redhead older neighbor would not stop as the boner had to be taken care of.

Throughout the day I spent with my friends I couldn't stop thinking about her. A fantasy had become true but it wasn't over yet. I have seen this story online or in the news and I sure wasn't going to ruin it. I wasn't going to tell anyone not even close friends. Then there was my phone. Every chance I got throughout the day I pulled it.

There she was with her legs wide open on the floor. One hand extended to her side the other caressing her face. Oh and the best part was that face on the morning light. Eyes closed, mouth open, and an expression that showed her joyful struggle to control herself. I kept getting hard every time I looked at the picture. Usually I liked looking at girls but not that day I had what I wanted next door to my house.

That night when I came back home I walked in and right out. My family could not care any less. I went upstairs and said I'd be going to bed. It was just 7 p.m. but it was dark outside. Then I just put on more cologne and brushed my teeth then headed out. No one saw me, everyone was distracted with their phones or the T.V. I had never been so happy to have a family that just didn't give me any attention.

Gleefully I walked to her doorstep boner ready. She didn't answer so I rang the bell again. No answer. I tried the door and with a smile on my face I found it unlocked. The house was dark except for the dimmed light coming from upstairs. So there I went. The light was coming from her room but she was inside the bathroom.

"Ms. Sinclair?" Through the door.

"Yes John?"

"Is there anything I can do for you tonight?"

"I do indeed. I'll be out in a minute."

I did not hesitate. I kept my eyes on that door as I stripped. I should start going to the exercising more thought. I felt great standing there just naked. I was always a bit shy about nakedness but I was happy that it did not bother me at all with Ms. Sinclair. Then the door opened.

I was expecting less clothes but not, something better. She was wearing something I'd seen her wear at church or somewhere like that except a little different. It was all tighter than something she usually would wear.

"Wow you seem ready."

"It's uncomfortable walking with this thing." I did not need to point, her eyes knew what I was talking about.

"I can see. Come here." I walked towards her and she kissed me. Her right hand also grabbed my cock and leisurely jerked it. After the kiss she sat on the bed and had me stand next to her. "I love your body. It's young and beautiful John." She touched my chest then my stomach as I tried to hold my core as hard as I could. Her hand then went to my legs and up to my ass. While caressing me her head leaned in and kissed my cock lightly. Then a small lick before putting my head inside her mouth. While her hands explored her face pleasured me unhurriedly.

This is where I realized how this was better than seeing her naked. As I stood there getting a blowjob I ogled Ms. Sinclair. Don't get me wrong I wanted to take off her clothes soon but it was a huge turn on to see her dressed with my cock in her mouth. We made eye contact and I held her head out of her face. She gave me a smile while I was still inside her.

5 minutes of this and she stood up.

"Alright, now help me."

I unzipped her blouse and she let it drop. I hugged her from the back smashing my dick against her and I grabbed her now free tits. They were soft and bigger than my hands. I played with her nipples and kissed her neck before heading to another surprise.

I unzipped her skirt and pulled it down. It was tight and I enjoyed the effort it took to pull it off, especially when she bent a little and her skirt was off to reveal her ass in front of my face. I kissed it then realized what she was wearing. Yes, no panties but better yet she had garter stockings. Black stocking that started on her feet up to mid-thigh then stopped. Then a lace connecting it to this very sexy belt. I had never realized how hot a woman looked in this.

I bent to hug her from her thighs and lift her. She wasn't hard to lift and throw on the bed. I crawled on the bed licked her thighs then found my way up. When I put my tongue inside her she was already very wet so I kept my way up. I found her nipples and I sucked them like I would never have another chance. I could feel her hard nipple on my tongue. I opened my mouth wide to and kissed and licked her whole boob. I wasn't thinking much I was just following my instinct.

When I finally got to her mouth I slowed down. She kissed me back slowly. As we kissed her curious hands touched my complete torso and arms. I was busy with one hand exploring her ass. I kept moving my hand all over her ass sometimes feeling it the inside of her cheeks. I was about to venture into a hole I was sure to find there when her and held my wrist. She pulled my hand out from her butt and directed to her vagina. As I caress outside her pussy.

"Use your fingers." She whispered. 'Fingers'. It was plural and I knew exactly what I would do. I inserted one finger first but soon in went the second one. I used my middle finger and my ring finger. I had seen this in porn and didn't exactly knew how to properly do it but I wasn't worrying about that.

In and out with both fingers soaking wet. I let her guide me in making adjustments. Yes, she kept quite except for the occasional moan but her reactions guided me. I found the spot and made her cum. It's hard to explain exactly the spot she enjoyed but her body tensed up when I fingered her there. I increased the speed and had her moaning hard now. I kissed her occasionally but I enjoyed so much more watching her face in orgasmic bliss. I kept increasing my speed and her hips lift from the bed. Her hips couldn't keep still and I had to move to a better position over her so I could keep fingering her. A combination of moans and strange screams escaped her.

"Fuck, fuck!" She couldn't keep quiet. "Fuck me, motherfucker, ah!"

My hand was soaking wet when she finally had an orgasm. I pulled out and she smiled at me with a few drops of sweat on her face.

Oh but I had not had my orgasm. Her hard breathing began to calm and I could not hesitate. It was very pleasurable what I had in mind. I grabbed her legs and pulled her towards me. Opening her legs and making eye contact my cock slipped inside her. She was so wet and ready I felt my shaft easily slide inside her. Her expression subtly changed as her eyebrows lowered a bit. It was a face of restrain. It was an incredible expression that told me more than had she moaned again. She bit her lip and her face told me she wanted to explode but was holding it in as much as she could.

So I fucked her.

I felt great, full of energy and quickly made her mine. Her restrain lasted maybe twenty seconds or five or 6 penetrations. She was moaning again, telling me to fuck her, even saying the occasional weak out of breath 'please don't stop'.

I lifted her left leg onto my right shoulder for better penetration. It was great even if being on the bed didn't allow me for a full range in motion.

I was doing all the work and my cock was getting a really hard work out so I thought a change would do me good. I slipped out of her and helped her off her back. I then threw my back on the bed and guided her on top of me one leg on each side. I was flat on my back and she found it funny when I put both of my hands crossed behind my head.

"Enjoying yourself?" She said. I only nodded and she took my cock in her gentle hand and steered me into her. She leaned forward placing her hands to my left and right. From this position she began to move up and out. It was a different feeling. The control was taken away from me and now she had the power. She chose the rhythm. She wasn't doing this fast, just calmly up and down just barely touching my balls on the way down. Then she increased the speed a bit and let her butt cheeks fall on me. It was incredible what my cock felt but also feeling her weight on me. I grabbed her boobs as well. What a woman. And she was a woman, from this position I could see how beautiful she was. Her messy red hair with greenish eyes. Her beautiful skin, her slightly sagging boobs, her stomach that had handles but did not detract from her beauty.

My cock would be straight up it was so hard but she was leaning forward pulling my shaft at an angle towards my stomach. In this position the lower part of my cock got to rub and push against the lower wall inside her vagina. And she liked this.

If I could I would stay here forever. I let her play with my cock. Over the next few minutes she leaned back and fucked my cock in a different direction. After she pulled almost completely out and then slowly in for a few times. She leaned forward again this time kissing me and moving her hips up and down in short quick motions.

I remained still and joyful in this spot until I felt the urge to finish. Too soon I thought.

"Hold on, stop please!" I begged. It came out of my mind quickly and she stopped. Well inside of her I took a breath and closed my eyes until the eminent urge passed. I was only delaying the soon to be until.

"Do you want to take another picture?" A devilish smile on her face.

I didn't try to hide the photo but I thought she hadn't noticed me taking it.

"I'd like to." I responded making eyes contact while she remained still with my cock inside her.

"I don't mind." She didn't just not mind. The one picture I had taken was good enough for me but now I could see on her face that she not only did not mind but he liked it. I moved out from under her and went looking for my phone inside my pants. She remained on the bed and watched me.

My first thought was taking a photo of her on top of me but seeing her spread on the bed gave me another idea. I walked towards the edge of the bed and put the camera on. She posed.

She displayed her beautiful boobs on the camera. Then I became distracted and she moved closer towards me. Through the screen I lowered the camera. Her feet touched my cock and had started playing with it.

I took another photo of this. Just her feet and my erect cock. I did not have a foot fetish but this woman's sexy feet against my cock was erotic. After this I put the phone down and pulled her legs towards me. Her legs hanging out of the bed and my cock resting on her stomach. I grabbed the phone and this time I started recording. I lowered my cock and penetrated her once again. The camera enjoyed her facial expressions through this but I must admit the video as shaky.

I knew I'd be watching the video again and it turned her on but I was far too excited to keep recording. I stopped the video and threw my phone on my pile of clothes. When I turned towards her and fucked her. It dawn on me how great this position was.

I had to lower my knees so I decided to carefully lift one of her legs then the other. She place one on my left shoulder and this lifted her hips. This was more comfortable for me and gave me a better range of motion. I could go harder on her.

This became my favorite position. Since I was standing the control was all mine. Her lifted and opened legs gave me beautiful view of her pussy. Following up into my view came her stomach and her breasts I could take hold of when I wanted to. Then her lip-biting mouth and a look of pleasure on her eyes.

I fucked her like this as hard as I could, as deep as I could, through her moans, until my legs went weak and I shot my sperm hard inside of her.

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.After

 a few minutes of gluttony she stood up and away from my face. She removed her panties and leggings still on her feet. Walked over near a small table by the front door. And lowered herself squat style. Her back towards me I then understood.

As I approached her the scare of my life happened. I glanced at the windows facing the outside near the front door. Only a few feet from us and on the outside stood my mother. She stared at us quietly through an opening not covered by curtains. I kept walking towards the squatting Ms. Sinclair.

Mom didn't see me noticing her. I wasn't sure how to react so I continued with my motions. I lowered myself to the floor next to Ms. Sinclair and dragged myself under her. Now she was squatting on my face. I could feel the weight of her body just hanging over me as I ate her pussy as best I could.

I ate without forgetting who was watching. What was she thinking? Well, she hadn't stopped me yet. What if Ms. Sinclair sees her? These thoughts somehow only increased my size.

After a while of this.

"Hey Andi? I think the couch needs some cleaning too."

"Oh, yes of course." Her voice told me she was enjoying this. She moved over to the couch. I glanced as quickly as I could to see if Mom was still there and she was. I followed Ms. Sinclair and with my hand I helped her get in position. Head low on the couch ass high up.

I removed my briefs and enjoyed the feeling of my cock spring right up. So from behind I buried my cock in her pussy. She let out a loud moan right away then remained almost silent. I slapped her ass cheeks turning them red as my cock kept working. The sensation was powerful and all the more because I was being watched.

I kept the pounding for as long as I could. When I was nearing my orgasm I pulled out and moved my cock around her ass slapping it against too as well. I did try to change position as well but Ms. Sinclair wasn't willing. I believe she still didn't want to face me while doing this.

I moved her to a corner of the couch where I placed my right foot on the couch. Her ass turned just enough for my final hammering. I hadn't lasted too long. It was my second encounter with Ms. Sinclair and I knew I could do better. I came inside of her, closing my eyes and grabbing on to her beautiful butt.

After I came I dropped on the floor. Orgasms are better inside a woman than with my hand. I could hear Ms. Sinclair breathing calming down and she herself dropped on the couch.

I forgotten for a second. I looked at the window to find no one there. I knew I could fuck Ms. Sinclair now, even if we still had a strange uncommunicative relationship. But Mom had given me a lot to think about. How will I face her next.