I shifted, “don’t be… I felt like watching something on tv.”
Jane grabbed some water, and looked over at the screen. “Anything good?”
I moved over, allowing space for her… it was an invitation.
She sat down and curled up, pulling half of the blanket onto herself.
“I don’t know, some kind of thriller… I’ll see what else is on.” I said as I went to turn the channel.
“No… it’s okay.” She said back.
The girl was being taken from behind, her nipples were solid. They were married or having an affair.
“I can…” I started, feeling uncomfortable and awkward myself.
“I was thinking about what you said… I need to relax a bit.” She turned to me, “it’s okay Dana… leave it.”
“Okay…” I whispered.
As we sat there, watching a man watch what might be his wife, I felt my pussy go wet.
Something got into me, and I slid my hand under the blanket, and started to touch myself through my nightgown.
I pressed against my clit, masturbating right there next to my daughter-in-law.
I would glance at Jane from the corner of my eye as I touched myself, looking for a reaction. Did she know? I was being very very subtle, but maybe she knew.
I noticed her head move, and I stole one more quick glance. She was staring at my crotch area through the blanket. I decided to turn my head completely toward her. She kept her eyes on my crotch, and I kept mine on her face.
I spread up my rubbing, making it more obvious.
I watched as she slid her right hand under the blanket. She was trying her best to be quiet and still. I was looking at her crotch when I felt her eyes on me. I kept my eyes locked on her lap, wanting to see if she touched herself.
She was still, quiet as a mouse, but I could feel her eyes burning into me.
I increased my movement, spreading my labia and thumbing my clit. I let out a soft moan, and then I saw it…
Her hand moved, sliding into her sweats…
I moaned again, letting her know it’s okay.
Her hand bobbed, moving up and down as she undoubtedly played with her pussy.
I looked up at her face, staring at me.
“Yes…” I moaned as I watched her bite her lip.
I moaned again, looking between her lap and her face. She did the same, biting her lip, moving faster and faster.
I couldn’t really process the moment. Everything was going so fast, I really had no choice but to go with it.
I slid the blanket back, seeing her hand inside her sweats moving steadily. She paused for a second, then continued as she watched me, wondering what I was thinking or doing.
I slid off of the couch like a snake. I felt like a snake… sneaking around innocent like, but with a very dark, almost disgusting side… slowly sliding through the grass, ready to bite.
I grabbed at her sweats and slid them down to her ankles. I watched her hand play underneath her panties, and I could smell her sex.
I put the palms of my hands on each of thighs and spread her. She moaned Pulling her hand out and spreading a little more.
I leaned in smelling her sex through her panties. It was intoxicating. I licked through her clothed pussy, she was soaking wet. I slid the thin material of her panties to the side and let my tongue touch her clit.
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