Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Slut For Her Son:>38

I jumped every time the phone rang. I couldn't get the fact that Frank has taken my pictures out of my mind! I kept going back to that moment when he told me he would call me when he figured everything out with fear. What did he mean by that? Wasn't the fact that I let him take me enough for that kid? And the fact that he was just a kid, eighteen year old kid, was making the whole matter worse!

I haven't told Tommy, I couldn't. I didn't know what he would say, what he would think, I would just have to figure something out on my own. I realized now how dangerous it was to bring someone totally unknown to me into my little "Slut" world. How could I have done that? How could I have been so weak?

Playing a slut for my son was unique; I would not give that up for anything in the world. Anytime I thought of him my pussy got wet and my mouth watery, knowing how good his cock tasted. But letting someone I didn't trust take me? How could I have?

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It was one of those warm Saturday nights in the valley where most people stayed inside enjoying a nice, air conditioned house or an occasional dip in the pool. The air was still and muggy, a little unusual for this part of the world where it was mostly dry. My husband and I were watching television, a program called "Survivor" when the phone rang. I immediately tensed up thinking that it could be THE phone call. My husband got up and answered it. Soon he got pretty irritated and handed the phone off to me.

"Kate, it's your son, and he's drunk wanting a ride. I 'm not going to go out there to get him... for Christ sake it's ten o'clock... you can if you want to, but I'm going to bed."

I took the phone from him as he walked away.

"Hallo, Tommy where are you?"

"Mom, listen I'm at Jason's house and I a ... had too much to drink to drive home... could you come get me?"

"Tommy can one of your friends give you a ride home?" I could hear music in the background and some laughter, sounded like girls.

"Mom, they're all drunk... please... can you come get me?"

don't let them drive you, what about

her husband isn't here either,

be there in twenty

upstairs and saw that my husband was

clothes I could wear. I know she wouldn't mind. I walked into her room and

them on found out they wouldn't fit. Oh god, maybe I should go into my closet and get some clothes? That would wake my husband up,

and tried it on. It was one of those stretch minis that covered my ass and hips but that's it. The mini was hugging my every curve. I took my nightshirt off and tried one of her shirts. It was low cut with only two buttons in the front. I put the

big tits were barely contained in the shirt, and of course, I had no bra on

I ran my hands up the side of my hips and over my stomach. I bent over and looked at my tits hanging down and the cleavage...

my skirt rode up exposing my ass. I still had no panties on and I saw my moist pussy in the

skirt down and headed for the door. All I could think of was getting my son before any of those drunken teenagers could give him a

hurry, trying to be careful, since I already had some wine tonight. I got to Jason's house, got out of the car, pulled the skirt down as best as I could and walked up to the door. I

smile on his face, constantly looking me up and down. He was wet, dripping with water and wearing only a pair

come on

the beer, I came to get Tommy, is he

sitting around in the

I hesitated a moment, and took it out of his hand, oh well, why not, this was a party after all. I noticed that Jason was looking at me with his eyes wandering down to my cleavage, no doubt seeing more of my tits

that was a great photo shoot you did the other day, have you seen the

I haven't, are you sure I looked OK?" I was more curious of what I showed

mean Tommy didn't show you the pictures yet? What a bum! Well would you like to

of being alone with him in his room made me shiver with excitement and