My fiancee had gone out on a girl’s night leaving only Bea and myself at home. Her husband was at work and we sat watching television.
After a while she asked “I’m going to have a drink do you want one?”
I declined and reminded her that she wasn’t supposed to drink after the operation. “Your husband wouldn’t be happy to know you’re drinking.”
“I won’t say anything if you don’t. Besides, I have a few secrets he doesn’t know about.”
I immediately thought about the family friend Robert. I’d often wondered if there was something between them. He was single and once a week Bea would spend the day at his place doing his bookkeeping. She was always flirty but I always thought she stepped it up a gear when Robert was around.
She returned with the drinks and we continued watching television. Throughout the movie she would get up and pour herself more drinks. I only had the one because I had to go pick up my fiancee. Bea became flirtier and giggled about how drunk she was getting. The movie finished and it was getting later. Still no call from my fiancee. Bea could sense I was getting anxious. My fiancee was only petite and couldn’t handle her alcohol.
“Settle down. She’ll call when she’s ready. Aren’t you enjoying your time with me?” Bea asked. “Would you like a massage?”
She’d given me massages before. She was actually really good at them. Considering her size, she would really dig those thumbs into my shoulders deep. She patted her lap and told me to sit on the floor between her legs. I did so and she began kneading my shoulders tightly.
“You are so tense. You need to relax and just let what happens happen.” she said.
She massaged me for a couple more minutes before telling me to take my shirt off. This wasn’t the first time that we’d done this, we’d done it in front of my fiancee, it wasn’t a big deal.
She finished and said “My turn.”
“What?” I asked. I’d never massaged her before. “I don’t know how to.”
“Just do what I just did.” she replied.
“OK. Take your nightie off.” I said half joking.
She stood up and pulled the cotton nightgown over her head. I almost died. Here was my future mother in law just wearing a pair of white cotton panties and she sat on the floor between my legs like it was the most normal thing in the world. I sat there motionless.
“You’re going to have to touch me.” she said before adding “Do you think I don’t know you’re looking down my top when I bend over?”
“I…..” I couldn’t think of what to say.
“You’ve seen them before plenty. Can I please have a massage?” she said almost sternly.
I started sticking my thumbs into her bare shoulders like she’d done to me.
“Just rub them, I’m not as big as you. Actually, here use this.” She handed me a tube of lotion.
I squeezed some into my hands and began smearing in on her shoulders. My cock was aching as I covered more of her skin. For a moment I thought about rubbing down to her breasts but the nipples were out of my reach unless I leaned obviously forward.
“That feels good” she said and rolled her head back into my lap “oh it looks like you’re enjoying it too.” as her head rested on the bulge in my pants.
She sat up and turned towards me before running her hands over my hard on through my pants. “That feels impressive. Let’s see what we have in here.”
She took hold of my waist band and started pulling down my pants. I think she said to lift my hips although at that point I couldn’t hear anything except the pounding of my heart in my ears. I lifted my ass and she pulled down my pants. My erection shot out like it was launched by a catapault. Bea took it in her hand and studied it. Next to her tiny frame it looked like it was a foot long. Then she looked at me, smiled, and wrapped her mouth around it.
Her mouth was warm and her hand slowly worked the shaft as her head bobbed. I looked at her gobsmacked, she looked directly into my eyes. I couldn’t believe what was happening.
She stopped and stroked her breast with her free hand “Have you ever fantasized about me?” I nodded. She licked the base of my shaft.
“Did you think it would feel like this?” I slowly shook my head. “Do you think of me when you fuck my daughter?”
“Yes” I managed to croak.
Bea stood up and let her pants fall to the floor. She had a soft hairy mound which she ran her hand down before pushing a finger inside herself. The other hand squeezed her breast for a moment before she pinched her nipple and hung the empty sack from it’s teat.
I began stroking my own cock, not sure how far things were going to go but Bea let me know straight away when she climbed on the lounge, a knee either side of my thighs. She reached between her legs and took my cock in her hand before guiding it inside herself. I was in heaven. Her pussy was tight and squeezed my throbbing erection as she rode up and down.
She leaned forward offering me her nipple “How long have you dreamed about sucking these?”
I didn’t answer just sucked hungrily on it like I was trying to get milk from it.
“Oh fuck” she said before she began bouncing faster “I’m going to cum.”
Her tits were no longer in reach so I grasped her hips and began watching her bounce on my cock. I could feel my own orgasm nearing but she was already screaming in delight. She slowed down but I was so close. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close while I drilled her. Just then I let out a growl and pumped her barren womb with young seed.
We lay there for a while panting before she climbed off and put on her nightgown but not her panties. I pulled up my pants and pulled my phone from my pocket. There was a message from my fiancee saying that she was back at her friend’s place and would stay the night.
“She says I should go to bed.” I said to Bea.
“Well then. Let’s go.” Bea took my hand and lead me to her marital bed.
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