“How did you and Josh start dating, then?” I asked.
She smiled a secret little smile and said, “He talked to me even with ugly clothes on. He was interested in my mind before he found out about my body. And when he found out about my body, and how I react to being wanted, fulfilled that need of mine as well. I love your son. We weren’t just messing around – we were making each other happy.”
I noticed the hand that was hugging her legs was now between them and moving discreetly.
“Have girls ever come on to you? How do you react to that?” I asked, thinking of the time and of my own urgent need.
“Josh had me experiment with another girl.” She looked wistful at the memory. “Sometimes I want to keep going and he can’t, so he’ll bring her in to help.”
I felt like shit. Here I was, executing a plan to seduce my son’s girlfriend, and due to some psychosis, she was unable to say no.
I couldn’t go through with it. My knees were wet at this point, thinking of everything I could do to her that she would acquiesce to.
“Well…” I said, lamely. I leaned back and looked up at the ceiling trying to gather my thoughts and figure a way to back out of this situation I created. “…I uh, I’m happy for you and Josh. But you two shouldn’t do that stuff while I’m here. You’re both adults and all, but you should respect me and my home.”
When I looked back down at Claire, her eyes were wide as saucers and her hands were covering her mouth. I looked down at what caught her attention and saw that when I leaned back, my blouse uncovered the head of my engorged penis, and caught behind it when I looked back down. Oops.
“What is that Mrs. T?” she asked carefully.
“This is uh…” I failed at quickly thinking on my feet. Too much blood was running my other appendages. Yeah, that’s my excuse.
Before I could react she had gotten up and crossed the room. She lifted my blouse and pulled down the waistband of my skirt, exposing my massive hard-on.
“Oh my god! Is that real!?” She shrieked. She reached out and grabbed my throbbing cock, feeling it twitch and pulsate in her hand.
“Unngg” I groaned. Her fingers wrapped around it, feeling so good. She started stroking it slowly, a mesmerized look on her face.
“I can’t believe this. It’s warm, and hard, and real. How is this possible?” She finished her question by getting on her knees and looking at my cock at eye-level, continuing to stroke it slowly. She couldn’t fit her fingers all the way around – her hands were smaller than mine.
“It’s complicated,” I gasped. “I was born this – ah! – way.”
“It’s so hard. Wait a second… You saw me and Josh, and then sent him to the store before we finished, but insisted I stay here. Then you come in with this massive thing? Were you coming to seduce me? With this?” She marveled at the size and leaned forward to put the head in her mouth before I could offer a response.
“Oh shit! I ah… had thought about it… you looked so hot. You were taking such a big cock… I wanted to face-fuck you like Josh was. Oh!”
She punctuated my words by taking half my cock into her throat. Holy shit this girl had talent. I wonder how much she’d been practicing on my son.