What to do?
The school I work in was mixed sex, and some of the senior girls knew exactly how to make a man desire them. However, I knew better than to become involved there. A couple of the female teachers had graced my bed occasionally, but, again, it was dodgy ground.
And then, one evening, the situation got out of control.
I had no classes that afternoon, and decided, on a whim, to go home and finish my notes for a series of classes for the next term. So, at a little after 3pm, far earlier than normal, I coasted my car into my drive and got out. Immediately I saw that the front room curtains were closed, and It occurred that mother might be “entertaining”. I nearly got back in the car and returned to school, but remembering it was my house I went round to use the back door, something I often did. Entering my kitchen I could immediately hear sound, coming from the front room. Ah, I thought, she’s watching television.
I put my document case on the kitchen table and went towards the front room, to ask mother if she’d like a cup of coffee. As I reached the not-quite-closed door I realised the sound was of short jerky sentences, punctuated by what sounded like gasps or panting. Surely she hadn’t brought one of her admirers home?
Slowly I inched the door open, and peeked around it. My TV was behind the door, and the settee thus in front of the window. Mother was on the settee, right before me and I got a tremendous shock. In an instance I realised she was watching one of my porno vids, and it was all too obvious she was enjoying it. Sprawled on the settee she had her blouse completely open, and one big tit completely free of her pale blue bra. Her left hand was fondling that titty, every so often tweaking or twisting the nipple, which was showing signs of arousal. Her other hand was down in the front of matching pale blue panties, and it took me a second to see her skirt was right up round her waist. She was watching the TV but with her eyes half closed, and with appropriate sounds from her open mouth. As I watched she withdrew her hand from the panties and put the fingers, one by one, into her mouth and sucked them, closing her eyes as she did so and murmuring unintelligible words to herself.
My cock in my trousers was already hard, and this action caused it to really stand out. I watched mother, as she now half turned so that she could still see the TV but could run her hand over her bum, pulling aside the panties to fondle her own flesh. Her other hand had to leave her tit to brace herself against the arm of the settee, and the forlorn titty bounced once before she began to rub it, catlike, against the back of my settee.
I walked into the room, and initially mother didn’t see me. But then she saw me, screamed and tried to cover her bare tit and pull her panties straight, all at once. She was too slow because, as I reached her, my hand closed on her bare tit; oh boy, it was hot from her fondling, and the nipple pushed vigorously into the palm of my hand.