My girlfriend, Eva, has been in a coma for a couple of months after a car accident. Doctors say she’ll be okay when she wakes, but they’re not sure when that will be. Could be any second now, could be in a couple more months. Either way, I’ve been visiting her most days and just sitting by her bedside while I do uni work. Every now and then I’ll come in and someone’s already there, usually one of her parents. I know them well because Eva and I have been together for nearly four years now, so we normally just catch up. I miss her a lot and can’t wait for her to wake up, but I’m not massively worried since the doctors said she’ll be fine.
One day, I’d finished my lectures so headed for the hospital. It hadn’t been a great day; I scored lower than I should have on a recent assignment, and my workload was piling up. I even considered going straight home to catch up on some work but decided to at least spend an hour or two at the hospital. The nurses think it’s sweet that I spend so much time there and sometimes they get me free coffee, and that day I really could do with it. So up I went, and when I enter Eva’s room, I see her mother is already there.
“Hello, Mrs. Langley.” She peers up from a book she’s reading and beams when she sees me.
“Jesse, nice to see you!” She frowns slightly. “Are you okay, hun? You look like you could use some sleep.” Was it really that easy to tell?
“To be honest, I could. I’m fine, I’ve just had a rough day.”
Mrs. Langley tilted her head and put her book down. She gazed at me with sympathetic eyes. “I think we’ve all had a rough couple of months. You don’t have to come here, you know. No one expects you to.”
I smile at the ground. “I know, but I want to.”
Mrs. Langley eyes me up and down, and I almost mistook it as her checking me out, but I just pinned it to the fatigued mind playing cruel tricks on me. Yes, in case it wasn’t already apparent, I’d gone over two months with nothing more than my right hand, on top of all the stresses life was throwing at me; it’s safe to say I was pretty frustrated.
“I know you do sweetheart, and I appreciate you so much for it. I couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend for my daughter,” she cooed. I’ve always found it cute how she calls me little pet names, but right now it was beginning to arouse me, and I was getting internally embarrassed by the fact it was turning me on. Honestly at this point, I would’ve found an ice bath hot. It didn’t help that Mrs. Langley was actually extremely hot; she was quite tall, about 5’8, with shoulder length dyed red flowing hair and a figure and face that both looked well below her age of 45. She had picked that day of all days to wear a very low cut crimson dress that hugged her body tightly. It didn’t leave much to the imagination. I’d been in the room barely a minute and I was already rock hard.
“Are you sure you’re okay, sweetie? You’re very red.” She stood up and walked over to me, placing the back of her hand over my forehead. Mothering me was doing absolutely no favours for me downstairs; in case this also wasn’t apparent, I kinda have a thing for older women, and it’s obviously not something I’ve really been able to do anything about with Eva. Of course, I had my fantasies with Mrs. Langley but I never for one second actually considered them as anything more than just fantasies.
“Here, let’s go to the window.” She led me to the chair sat underneath the slight breeze from the open window, and my walk wasn’t entirely natural because I currently had a brick between my legs. She definitely noticed. I looked at her and she looked at me and I could see her piecing it together in her eyes. Then, Mrs. Langley’s expression twisted into a playful smile. She sat me down, but not before helping me take off my jacket. She knew I had a boner. I could feel myself going an even brighter shade of red than I apparently already was; I wanted to be the one in a coma in that moment.
“You know, Jesse, I’m not sure I’ve ever really showed you just how grateful I am that you’re always there for Eva.” Mrs. Langley had her hand around my shoulder as she sat down next to me, and she placed her other hand on my thigh. A million thoughts rushed through my head at once, and I must’ve been visibly flustered because she immediately calmed my nerves.
“It’s okay, sweetie. You’ve been under a lot of stress, and I know this has been very difficult for you.” As she spoke, she slowly slid her hand further up my thigh, maintaining strong eye contact with me the whole time. I couldn’t look anywhere else. “I know Eva hasn’t been around to help you out with your… release. So I want to help you as a token of my gratitude.” Her smile grew as her hand reached my erection. My brain was still going at a thousand miles per hour. My fantasy is playing out in real time, but isn’t this cheating?
As if reading my mind, Mrs. Langley once again soothed me. “Shhhh. Don’t think about Eva. You’ve been so faithful to her and I’ll make sure she knows that. This is just me helping you release some tension because she can’t. Nothing more. Okay?” I nodded, because that was pretty much the only way I was synaptically capable of conveying my consent in that moment. Mrs. Langley had me utterly entranced.
My thoughts were still on red alert. We were facing the door, and a nurse could walk in at any moment. They usually didn’t come in very often, but it remained a possibility. There was also the far less likely but far more potentially embarrassing chance that Eva would suddenly wake to find her mother with her hands all over her boyfriend. Just this once, I was grateful for her being comatose. It was nevertheless slightly strange her being a mere few metres away while her mother was sliding her hand into my underwear, so I shut my eyes tightly.
Mrs. Langley leaned into me as she slowly, delicately tugged on my cock. “Does that feel good, gorgeous?” She whispered into my ear. Only a small whimper could escape my lips. “You know, usually I hate it when you call me Mrs. Langley, but I think I’d find that very hot right about now.”
“Yes, Mrs. Langley.” She moaned in approval and tightened her grip around my cock. With my eyes shut, the noises of the hallway outside the room became accentuated. I was so paranoid that someone would walk in, but at the same time it was so exciting knowing that we could be caught at any moment.
“Touch my boobs.” My eyes shot open. She didn’t have to ask me twice. I looked down to a very perky set of breasts which were practically bursting out of that dress. I didn’t have to pull down on it much for them to spill out, revealing her to be braless. I was awestruck by the size of her nipples, and they were rock solid.
“Pinch them.” I obliged, rolling them between my fingers. She buzzed with pleasure, and used her hand that was on my shoulder to pull my face into hers. She shoved her tongue into my mouth, and I kissed her back, hard. At this point, my fear of being caught had completely dissipated. I now just wanted to enjoy this moment because it wasn’t going to last much longer; I was already close.
“I’m close, Mrs. Langley.” Her eyes widened, and she instantly mounted me, lifting up her dress. To my shock, she was wearing no underwear either. I had no idea that she was this naughty, and it just turned me on more. She hurriedly guided my cock into her tight pussy, and we both let out deep gasps as I penetrated her. We panted profusely as she bounced on me, and in the heat of it I stuffed her boobs into my mouth. She groaned softly and ruffled my hair as she pressed me further into her chest. I nibbled on her giant nipples which I could tell she thoroughly enjoyed.
This probably only went on for a minute before I felt myself reach the point of no return. “You’re gonna make me cum, Mrs. Langley.” My hands gripped her bum firmly, and our breathing picked up in unison.
“Good boy. Let me milk your cock. Fill me up with all your cum, sweetie.” That’s all I needed. I’d never came so hard in my life, and I could feel Mrs. Langley’s pussy milking the ropes of warm cum from me as she came at the same time. We stayed like that briefly, with me inside her. I could feel my cum leaking out of her and it was so hot. She eventually hopped off; I think we both wanted to stay like that, but felt like we were lucky not to have been caught, and we didn’t want to push our luck. She giggled and pulled her skirt down, crossing her legs.
“I have to walk out of here with your cum dripping down my legs. I kinda wish I’d worn panties now.” I could only laugh awkwardly because frankly I was bewildered by what had just happened. “I hope I managed to be of some help to you, Jesse.” She stood up, keeping her legs tightly together.
“Absolutely! I mean I feel so much better now, Mrs. Langley.”
“Well, good. I should be off now, but if you’re ever feeling stressed, maybe come and see me. We don’t have to be quite so risqué next time.” She smiled devilishly at me before walking out. She looked over her shoulder and blew me a kiss before turning down the corridor.
Mrs. Langley might’ve solved my short-term problem, but honestly I think she created a new one altogether, because now I was insatiable. The experience she gave me was unlike any I’ve ever had, and now it’s all I can think about. I might just take her up on her offer.
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