So in a previous post I mentioned how me and an ex had sex in the living room while her family was there. We thought nobody noticed until my ex told me a few days after. I also said her mum even mentioned it to me personally one time when we were alone in the kitchen. This is what happened..
One weekend we were invited to go to her mums house to have dinner which was in itself not unusual. My ex had a close bond with her family and we went round quite often. It was around 4pm when we got there and her mum was in the kitchen cooking. We put our coats up, went in the kitchen and she was doing the cooking alone. Me and my ex offered to help to which she politely replied “yeah if you don’t mind”. We helped and had everything dished up in 25 mins.
We ate in the living room with her parents and about 15min after we were all done I asked everyone if they wanted me to take their plates into the kitchen, my ex’s mum stood up and said “yeah I’ll help” I got mine and my ex’s plate and she got hers and her husbands plate and we both headed into the kitchen and she closed the living room door behind her.
I got in the kitchen and headed for the sink. I was rinsing my plate off when she popped up behind me, put her plates round the side of me on the side of the sink and gave me a little tap on my bum (which I instantly thought was weird but didn’t say anything) and proceeded to have general chit chat, “how am I” “how’s work” etc etc. I was washing the last plate when she blurted out “I don’t know if she told you but I know what you two were doing in the living room that night when we had everyone over”. Safe to say I stuttered, blushed, got embarrassed and proceeded to try and act stupid about it “I don’t know what you mean, we did nothing. Just laid and watched the movie” She got a big grin on her face looked straight at my crotch, nodded in its direction and said ” that’s not all you were doing” and laughed. I was trying to form a sentence but I kept stuttering and she said “don’t worry about it, its fine” I managed to say “I’m sorry, it was just heat of the moment. I didn’t mean for it to happen, it just did.” She replied “I told you its fine. I saw you both eventually get up and go upstairs, I knew why you were going up there. I might be old (she was 44) but I’m not dumb”
This is where it started to get tense and there was definite tension between us. “When I realised what was happening I was really surprised and shocked but then I’m not gonna lie I was a little…..jealous”. This had without doubt left me speechless. I replied “what ?” She then stepped into my personal space, getting real close looked me in the eyes and said “I got jealous” she averted her eyes down my body looking straight at my cock which was now a semi and put her hand on my cock over my clothes and started to slowly but firmly rub me up and down. “So that’s what your working with”. I told her we cant do this and she replied “I closed the door, we’ll hear if anyone comes”
At this point she had put her hand on the waistband of my half length shorts and slide her hand inside them. Her fingers had just touched the tip of my cock lightly gripping it when I grabbed her wrist making her stop and as I tried to pull her hand out she was resisting. “we cant do this I said” she looked in my eyes and said “shhh shhh shhh, we will hear if they come out of the room” I sternly said “that’s not the point”. She used her other hand to grab mine which was holding her hand in my shorts, pulled it off put it on her boob and immediately got to work giving me a handjob.
Now as most dudes will know when a woman starts playing with your cock its ridiculously hard to resist….so I didn’t. I stood there letting her jerk me off, put my head on her shoulder and tried my best to stifle my moans. My hand had slid down onto her hip and her spare hand had come up onto my shoulder with her hand resting at the base of my neck. She was going fast, it felt so good that my legs started to feel a little weak. I lifted my head and started to kiss her neck to which she lightly started to moan. I lifted my head even more and started to kiss her which then progressed to us using our tongues. After a minute or two I pulled from our kiss and told her I was going to cum.
She was already going fast but somehow she got faster. My hand on her hip slid on to her ass as did my other hand and I cradled my head back in between her shoulder and neck and she started to kiss my neck. I was getting really close to the point of pretty much thrusting into her hand and I came. She didn’t slow down which made me moan, my legs buckle a little bit and squeezed her ass hard, then she eventually stopped. I lifted my head to look at her and she kissed me deeply.
We pulled from the kiss and both immediately looked down. Somewhere along what had just happened she had pulled my cock out which I was confused about but didn’t question it. Then i looked at her top/shirt she had on and it was covered in cum. Like a lot of cum. She laughed and said she should probably change before finally letting go of my cock and her hand was also covered. She lifted her hand close to her face to look at it and looked at me and said “well that was a lot !” she then smiled and in front of my face licked her hand up her thumb, taking some of my cum on her tongue and then swallowed some and headed for the door to go upstairs.
I got some kitchen roll and cleaned myself up, luckily there wasn’t all that much on me. I stayed in the kitchen for a minute trying to gather myself before heading back into the living room. I sat myself down and carried on like nothing happened. Her mum came back like 3 mins later and my ex asked her why she changed, she simply replied ” I dropped a plate in the sink and got soaked” Wow ! that was a good one. Maybe that’s why she was upstairs a bit longer than needed, to think of that beauty of an excuse. We carried on like nothing happened and me and my ex left like an hour later.
One of if not the most wild situations I have ever been in. She later texted me and said something along the lines of “that was fun” I couldn’t find the text so I guess I deleted it. Yes I felt super guilty about it afterwards, I mean I have never cheated or cheated since but in that moment I didn’t regret it at all. Would I do it again if I could? No. Me and my ex split some months later and she surprisingly texted me “heard what happened. I’m so sorry. Let me know if I can help ;) x ” Now I instantly knew what that winking face was about. I didn’t want anything so I didn’t reply but now even though its been a couple years maybe ill text and ask her if the offer is still open…who knows.
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