5 comments/ 123909 views/ 7 favorites Guilty Pleasures Ch. 02 By: voncock Please read part one to get a better understanding of this story. * I was sitting in my room on the computer wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs, as my sister came out of the bathroom wearing a very short and bathrobe. But I guess she was used to that since nobody was home most of the day. "You're back already?" she said. "Yeah," I responded looking at my computer screens, "I just grabbed a quick bite." She started washing the dishes as I stared at her body from my bedroom. I was still turned on from the blowjob she gave me an hour earlier; not knowing it was me on the other side of the glory hole at the video store. I couldn't help but notice her figure and the way her ass was swaying from side to side as she washed the dishes. I always had a feeling that she was a cock-loving slut, but being my sister I never tried anything. That was until she sucked my cock dry through that glory hole. All I could think about when I was driving home was about sticking my cock inside her pussy. I got up from my chair with my dick sticking out like a tent in front of me, and walked over to the kitchen putting my hands on her hips. She tried moving thinking I wanted to use the sink, but just then I pressed my cock against her ass cheeks. Her ass felt so good as my cock rested between her cheeks. They were just like I had imagined they would be, nice and soft. She tried to turn around, but to no help as I held her by the waist with my hands and pushed her so hard against the counter that my cock was buried deep between her ass cheeks. "What are you doing?" she asked. I could feel the tone of fear in her voice as she let those words out. "What does it look like I'm doing you slut?" I asked, as my hands started kneading her breasts. With one hand I lifted her robe up only to discover that she wasn't wearing any underwear at all. She started twisting and turning, so i grabbed her hands from behind and pushed her face down on the counter. I moved my hand down to her pussy I started rubbing it with my fingers as she was struggling to get away. Her pussy started getting wet real quick as she tried to hold back her moans. I pulled my fingers out and licked them clean of her juices tasting of her pussy. By now my cock was very stiff, and it was probing against her butt. "I love the smell of your moist pussy." I whispered, as I kicked her legs apart with my knees. I snatched the bathrobe from her, exposing her naked body and her firm breasts. I glanced down to see my cock rubbing between her ass cheeks. Precum was leaking from the tip and down her ass crack as I grabbed my cock and guided it close to her pussy lips. She was squirming trying to get away, but to no help since i had both her hands behind her back holding her against the kitchen counter. "Please let me go, we cannot do this you're my brother," she begged, as I rubbed my cock between her pussy lips. And even though she was saying these things, I noticed that she was resisting less and less. She let out a light moan as the head of my cock slipped for about half of an inch inside her pussy, and I could feel her pussy was now soaking wet as I rubbed the tip of my cock against her pussy lips. "I'm going to fill your pussy just like I filled your mouth awhile ago." I said as I grabbed her hair in a pigtail. I pulled her up by her hair and turned her face around and noticed she had a shocked look on her face. I grinned at her and pushed my cock in with one quick move all the way until my balls slammed against her pussy lips. "UNHHH." she grunted bracing herself against the kitchen counter. "That's right," i said pulling her hair back so her face was next to mine, "who do you think filled your mouth with cum about an hour ago?" i asked her as I started kissing her neck. "I am going to enjoy fucking you like the slut you are." I whispered in her ear. I started driving my cock in and out of her tight warm pussy, slapping my balls against her pussy with each thrust. Her pussy felt so good and juicy as I started grinding against her cute tight ass. "You like my big cock inside that little cunt of yours don't you?" I said. But all I heard from her was moaning and grunts of pleasure, as she gave me a look that said it all. I kept driving my cock inside that tight pussy bumping my body against her ass. "Unhh yes, your pussy feels good," I grunted as I let go of her hair and grabbed her hips. "Oh yes this feels good... fuck me like that" she grunted. "You love this cock don't you?" I panted. She arched her back giving me better access to her ass. "God this is so wrong" she gasped as she started grinding into my cock meeting my every movement, "but it feels so good being fucked like this." I started thrusting even harder playing with her right nipple and massaging her breast. My other hand reached around and played with her clit. I felt my balls tightening so I decreased my pace trying not to cum so quickly. I was determined to give her a fuck she would remember. She turned around and ran her hand through my hair as she put her tongue in my mouth.Her tits were now in front of my face. Her erect nipples staring me in the face were too tempting to resist, as I sucked one of her nipples in my mouth twirling my tongue around it. She grinned as I picked up my pace, looking at her tits bouncing in front of my face. "Suck these tits." she said as she pushed her tits together and I buried my face in between them. "That's right brother, fill my pussy like that." she panted. She turned around placing both hands on the counter, and once again I glanced down to my cock watching it disappear inside her tight snatch. Her tits and hair were bouncing up and down as both of our bodies picked up the rhythm, and she was bracing herself against the kitchen counter. My pelvis slamming against her ass as i thrust in and out of her tight pussy. She reached down with her fingers and started playing with her clit and rubbing my balls at the same time. "Fill my pussy with that cock of yours," she said arching her back once again as she bounced on my dick, "fuck me AHH God your cock feels good." Hearing her talk so dirty drove me crazy. I grabbed her with both hands by her shoulders, and was fucking her like she was some slut that I have never met. I realized that the blinds on all the windows were open, and even though it was not a busy street I lived in, the next door neighbors could see us if they peered through their windows. I couldn't care less though as I slammed my balls against my sister enjoying every second of it. "How does it feel to fill my tight pussy with your hard cock huh?" she said breathing heavily while giving me a dirty look. I grabbed her by the neck from behind and started choking her lightly. She started gasping for air a little as i applied more pressure on her neck. After a few seconds she stopped her movements, and started milking my cock slowly grinding her ass in circular motion against my pelvis. As I let go of her neck she gasped,"Oh my god I'm cumming, don't stop now please." I could feel her juices washing down my cock with her whole body tightening, as I kept thrusting in and out of her wet pussy. I grabbed on to her ass and I spread her cheeks, looking at my cock sliding in and out of her tight pussy. As my balls kept slapping against her I knew I was close to blowing my load all inside her. The feeling of her warm pussy was incredible as I felt my balls tightening. I pushed in one last time before pulling my cock out and shot my load on the small of her back. It all ran down her crack as she turned smiling at me and we shared a passionate kiss. I grabbed her hair and pushed her on her knees. I held my cock in front of her mouth, "Suck that cock you dirty little slut. " "Now I recognize it." she giggled as she took my limping cock in her mouth. With one hand she held my cock at the base and with the other she started playing with my balls and pulling on them sending sensations through my body. I grabbed my cock and started slapping her face with it as she started sucking on my balls. She put the tip of my cock in her mouth and was sucking on it and looping her tongue around it, just like earlier at the video store. I looked at the clock and it was almost time for my brother to get home so I jumped in the shower to clean up as I was drenched in sweat. Guilty Pleasures Ch. 02 I honestly didn't believe I had heard her correctly, so I asked her again. "What did you just say?" This time she didn't hesitate. "I asked you, if you'd like to fuck my son," she said simply...even more importantly, seriously. And quite naturally, I said, "You can't be serious!" "Oh but honey. I am. I've even talked to Bill about it, and he agrees with me." "You what?" "Yes, we talked about it, spoke a great deal in length about it, and came to the exact same conclusion about it. We really think that you should. Even Bill said he now wishes that his parents had done something like that for him when he'd reached the age of consent. Would have saved him a whole lot of trouble with all the misconceptions he'd been forced to live with after that. All the mistakes, the ungrounded fears, not to mention the guilt he had endured afterwards because of it. Always wondering if he could have done better, been better at it. Learning from someone with actual experience who knew what they were doing as opposed to the blind leading the blind as it were." "So get him a hooker!" I said disbelief clearly being revealed in the tone of my voice. "Yeah, we talked about that as an option," she actually admitted. "But then decided against it. As Bill reminded me, and I him...part of that first time experience is doing it with someone you really care about. Obviously Honey...Jared really cares about you. I think he's made that quite clear, so sending him to a hooker wouldn't actually be in his best interests. "What about mine? What about MY interests? Or my husband's?" I asked beginning to sound hysteric. I finally calmed however having vented, collecting my senses along with my breath. "If you're finished ranting and raving?" Susan asked. I said nothing on my end of the line, waiting for what I knew was coming. "We agree with you on that too. And because of that, because of our friendship with one another, we wouldn't expect you to go behind Rob's back. This is something he would likewise have to be in agreement with before we'd ever consider actually pursuing it. So...what we'd like to propose is to perhaps come over this evening, maybe even have a little barbeque or something, and then lay it all out for him. See what he has to say, at least explain our reasoning's to him personally ourselves, to both of you. Then...later on, after the two of you have had a chance to think about it and discuss it, you can tell us what your final decision is. How's that sound?" The fact that I actually agreed to hearing them out was one thing. Actually going through with it even after we did, was something else. Though I was also in agreement not to even mention we'd talked about it this much until they came over later on that evening and spoke with the two of us together. At least that way, I could pretend to be hearing it for the first time too, and then gage my husband's reaction and similarly react the same way that he no doubt would. I was fairly confident he'd laugh it off as more of a joke than anything, and then that would be that. Or so I hoped anyway. Susan and Bill arrived later on that evening. We'd enjoyed a nice quiet little barbeque. Almost too quiet as Rob periodically glanced towards me, his eyes raised in question. Obviously he knew there was another purpose behind our friends visit though he was patient enough to wait it out and see what it was. I was nervous as hell, sitting on pins and needles and half hoping they had changed their minds and not even bring the subject up. I should have known better, especially when Rob decided to open the door to whatever it was they had come here to really ask us about. "So, as much as I enjoy having you guys over, you're not acting like your usual naughty selves...what's up?" It was all the opening the two of them needed, though it was Susan of course who finally broached the subject. Though Susan told the entire story from start to finish, which she'd told me she'd do. I was grateful at least that she did it in such a way, that it appeared I was just then hearing about her son's conversation with his friend at the same time Rob now was. When she and Bill finally got to the reason and purpose of their visit having said all that, I found I was holding my breath. I continued to hold it as Rob sat back in his chair digesting what Susan had told him, exactly the same way she had said it to me. For a moment, his facial expression gave absolutely nothing away, one way or the other, and I nearly screamed out at him to say something as it was driving me nuts. When he did, I still sat there looking at him with a stupefied expression on my face. "Damn, I wish my parents had done that for me!" ** I'm fairly certain by the look on my face as Rob finally turned to look at me that he backtracked a little, hesitating. It's not like I was opposed to the idea emotionally, or that I had any real reservations about actually doing it. Though obviously there were some. But it was the fact I'd at least expected him to look a bit more shocked perhaps, or even offer up some sort of initial reservations about it. Which he did, but only after he'd seen my face. "I think, we'll need to give this some thought and discuss it," he finally added. "Obviously Jen's the one that has to make the ultimate decision for herself, but I think my own personal concern would be, not wanting this to affect our relationship with the two of you. To be honest, when you came over tonight, I was actually concerned, well worried...that you guys were moving away or something and had come over to tell us that. As you well know, Jen and I are very fond of you two, hell...I'll come right out and say that we even love you guys, a lot! So I'm actually relieved that wasn't what you came here to tell us. But...I'll be the first to admit, this was a bit of a surprise." "We figured it would be," Bill finally said jumping in after being silent most of the evening. "But Susan and I have talked about it at length, and came to the same conclusion about it. But we did so for the very reasons you just mentioned. Because we love you guys too, and wouldn't have asked this of you otherwise, if we didn't. But you're right, it is something you should probably discuss and consider privately. Especially as Jen's the primary individual involved here. Though there is a bit of another caveat we'd like to discuss, if and when you agree to do this for us." "Oh? And what's that?" I now said finding my own voice. Whatever this was, was new, and not something that Susan had obviously chosen to share with me yet, which I could see was the case by the expression on her face. She didn't blush very damn often, and now she was. When we'd begun talking, we had moved from the patio table where we'd eaten our dinner together. Susan and I now sitting down on the patio swing where we still were. Rob and Bill had each taken one of our cushioned lounge chairs, sitting down on those, drinks in hand. Susan now turned towards me, sitting a bit sideways in the swing, taking my hands in hers as she spoke. "If you do decide to do this," she began. "And I honestly hope that you will, what Bill and I would also like, and appreciate, is if you'd take the time to let Jared attempt to seduce you himself. That way...it won't appear as though we actually set him up. Not only do we think his first experience should be with someone he truly cares about, but that he also have a good memory from it to keep with him always. I think that in his knowing it was mommy and daddy that had fixed up his first time, he might have reservations about it later on. And that would of course go against part of the reason for doing this in the first place." "You're telling me, that if I do decide to actually go through with this, that you want it to be Jared's idea, or at least let him believe that it is, and allow him in time, to eventually seduce me?" "In a nutshell, yes." This time Rob really did have some reservations about it, which I was a little relieved to hear him respond to. "I'm not sure that I'm really comfortable with that," he told our friends. "I mean, it's one thing for Jen to sleep with Jared, taking his virginity and all that. Something else entirely for him to think he's having some sort of an affair with her, or hoping to." Susan answered. "We actually both agree with you on that point as well," she began. "Which is why we think it could be handled in such a way that Jared would eventually know it was a onetime only thing when it finally did happen. We're both fairly certain that in time, Jared would eventually reveal to Jennefer he was a virgin. When he does that, after he's enjoyed the thrill of having tried to seduce her, that would be when her resolve would finally melt and that she'd actually consider sleeping with him. But that would also be the time when she'd let him know in no uncertain terms that it was a onetime thing, and would never, ever happen again after that. I think under the circumstances, faced with sleeping with you, or not sleeping with you at all, especially for his very first time, he'd opt for the opportunity at least of doing so." I sat looking at my husband, who of course sat looking towards me. I was as yet undecided about all this, though oddly enough, I was aroused too. Just talking about this the way we had been had had a profound effect on me in ways I could never have imagined. As I suddenly now noticed with Rob. Even sitting down in the lounge chair, I could see he had an erection. It became clear to me he'd become aroused by all of this, sitting there thinking about it, as I'd been. And I also know, it was because of his own horniness perhaps that he jokingly said what he said next, not really meaning it perhaps as we discussed later. And it wasn't at all out of character for either one of us to have done either, as we'd joked around, flirting around before on previous occasions. "So...if Jen does decide to go through with this, what's in it for me?" He quipped trying to make light of things. "I mean after all, I'm the one that has to look the other way and pretend I don't know what's really going on. Do I at least get a handjob, or a blowjob out of this?" He chuckled, "Or even better, finally get to see Susan and Jen going down on one another?" He said laughing again, honestly joking around, as he'd said this before when we'd gotten together, hinting at the fact this was, and had been one of his own personal life-long fantasies he'd enjoy seeing. Only back then, we'd all laughed it off as a bit of naughty playfulness, suggesting that perhaps "one day" it might actually happen, and then very often leaving it at that. As I said, it's not the first time he'd jokingly hinted at something like this, so had Bill. And even I had on some few occasions indicated that if Rob and I ever did do anything with anyone else, the only two people we'd ever consider doing something like that with, would be the two of them. Susan had herself on numerous occasions come right out and freely admitted that she'd love going down on me, even if I wasn't comfortable in reciprocating the same back for her. Which she now knew, after my admission to her earlier about Christy wasn't as much of a concern as she at first thought it might be. I had simply not encouraged her too seriously, not because I didn't want to, but because I was sorely tempted. It had even been one of Rob and I's dirty "pillow-talk" discussions on more than a few evenings. Each of us knowing that with only a little persuasion on my part, that Susan would no doubt seriously jump at the chance. And that Bill had basically already given his blessings to her if something like that should ever happen. Though so had Rob, a long, long time ago. Susan was still holding my hands in hers as she looked at me, all of us having just heard Rob's comment. "Well, if it would help, if it would make the two of you feel a little more relaxed at doing something like that for us, for Jared..." she added looking into my eyes, "I think that if the four of us were to also become a bit more intimate than we already are now, it might in fact make the rest of this far more accepting for all of us in the long run. So...to answer your question Rob, if she'd let me, I'd love to lick her pussy right now. Right this very moment in fact." I still thought she was joking around as she slid off the swing down to her knees in front of me. She had done that before too. A little over a year ago when we'd gone on vacation together over to the Islands. We'd been laying on a secluded section of beach, once again the topic of sex coming up where she'd actually rolled over, repositioning herself between my legs. She had hinted then at actually doing it, her face only inches away from my bikini covered pussy. She had even run her tongue briefly between my legs, though my bottoms had been the only barrier existing between her tongue and my pussy at the time. Once again, Rob had been sitting there next to me with a massive erection, just like he had now, half wishing she was serious. As I actually found myself wishing at the time as horny as I was. But even with the stretch of beach we were on being as secluded as it was, there was still too many other's within looking distance to have noticed her actually doing so. Her look however as she finally rolled away, laughing and once again sitting up, was the exact same one I was seeing now. We had in fact fucked side by side in the same room we shared later on that evening, watching one another doing so in fact. But it was as close as we'd ever come to doing anything else. Even I had to admit, that night, and the two successive nights afterwards when we did, were amongst the most erotic that Rob and I had ever shared together. Now I sat there looking down at her as she looked up towards me. That same look, that hungry, wanton expression on her face. I felt the heat in my own face as I sat there, expecting her to sit up, once again laughing it off as just another one of her teasing little adventures. "Yeah right...you'd do that right here," I finally said calling what I thought was her bluff. "Right here, right now," she said leaning forward a bit more. Close enough I could now feel her breath against my skin as I nervously laughed looking up. Both Rob and Bill seemed transfixed, frozen in time, drinks in hand, hard cocks readily apparent as they had both sat up hopefully, expectantly...though neither one of them moved, nor even appeared to be breathing. "Sure Sue," I now said, shortening her name, which is something I rarely if ever did either. "If I actually did spread my legs for you, sitting here in this swing, you'd actually do it. Eat me," I added with more than a bit of lustiness in my tone of voice. I felt her tongue suddenly run across the upper flesh on my thigh, just skimming against the material of my thong which was the only barrier having kept her from actually licking me, just like that time at the beach. I actually spread my legs, not just a little, but much, much wider, wondering still if she was really serious...if I was. When I saw her smile, saw her licking her lips, I knew she was. Once again I felt the press of her tongue against the thin material of my thong, this time pressing there a bit more firmly with the flat of her tongue. I also knew as she did that, she could quite obviously taste the fluid that had been seeping through the material all evening long. If I had any doubts about her being serious in actually doing this now, they'd evaporated. Even my husband's deep heavy sigh of delight at seeing her actually doing this to me, seemed to coax her into going further. "Oh fuck that looks hot!" He moaned suddenly standing up, as he did, I watched in abject fascination as he pulled down the zipper on his slacks, freeing his prick. Seconds later, Bill had stood, now doing the same. "And that...looks pretty fucking hot too!" I said moaning appreciatively, seeing both my husband as well as Bill, standing there beside us as Susan's fingers now pried the edge of my thong off to one side. Her next caressing tongue lick ran straight up the wet glistening furrow of my slit, all the way to my clit. My senses were on overload. Up until now, I'd only privately entertained thoughts of my best friend ever doing this to me. Now...she was. The sensation of her tongue as it gently slid up and down the length of my split, tickling little tongue flitters, followed almost immediately afterwards by the equally gentle sucking of my aroused hard little clit, which soon had me shuddering uncontrollably beneath her. "Come lay with me," she then whispered, speaking directly into my cunt, only then looking up, licking her lips as she glanced over towards Bill. "Pull those cushions off the lounge chairs and lay them side by side," she ordered. It was almost funny seeing both Bill as well as Rob spring into action, their stiff hard dicks wobbling about up and down, sticking out of their pants as they did so. As they finished doing that, Susan stood, drawing me up to my feet still holding onto me. I felt like a child in her hands as she suddenly reached down, grabbing the hem of my tee shirt and then pulling it up and over my head. She even giggled upon finding me wearing a bra, though why I had, when I usually didn't, I had no answer for, though she never asked the question. She merely cupped my breasts, caressing them softly, still encased within the soft frilly lace that barely covered them as it was. I felt my nipples stiffen even more than they already were, simple little tingles of pure ecstasy suddenly coursing up and down my spine as she reached around with a single hand, undoing the clasp. "Never could do that one handed," I heard Rob saying to Bill. "Me neither," Bill responded breathing heavily. "Wonder if she can?" Hearing him say that made me realize, I wanted to feel Susan's breasts now as well as she stood there caressing mine, my bra having tumbled somewhere below us on the ground. Nervously, excitedly, I began undoing the buttons on Susan's blouse. Moments later it came undone, her own very full, bra-clad breasts suddenly beckoning to me as I cupped them each briefly, and then...just as she had done, likewise reaching around behind her undoing the clasp. "Guess she can," Bill quipped chuckling. We now stood facing one another, breast to breast, actually allowing them to kiss one another as we did that. Even this was something I had never done before, actually teasing one another with our breasts as we stood there, looking down, watching as our own hard nipples danced, pressed and then kissed one another back and forth, fencing as though in tournament with one another as we both giggled pleasurably while doing so. "Come, lay down so I can lick you again," she purred hotly. But now it was my turn to surprise her, to surprise Rob, and even Bill. "No...now it's my turn...to lick you," I said, taking Sue by the hand, leading her over towards the two mattresses now laying on the grass side by side. I now undid the zipper on her shorts, quickly pulling them down, surprised to find as I did so, that she had nothing on underneath them. Seeing the bareness of her beautiful pussy, I quite naturally ran my fingertip up her soft little groove, collecting a bit of moisture along the way. As I helped her to step out of her shorts, I then stood up again, my finger inside my mouth, sucking her essence off before lowering it, running it up and down her slit again, and then again...licking it off, licking her off my finger. Even as I stood doing that, Susan was already fumbling with the clasp and zipper on my skirt. In seconds she'd undone them both. As my skirt fell down around my ankles, her hands were already tugging on my thong yanking it well down below my knees. I stepped out of that too, now totally nude, as she was, each of us again standing pressed against one another. Guilty Pleasures Ch. 02 And then she kissed me. I know that I had once kissed Christy during that time we'd spent together, but I honestly couldn't specifically recall it. And we'd certainly never kissed like this. As I felt the warm moist press of Susan's lips upon mine, I kissed back, the tip of her tongue even then pressing into my mouth as I grabbed it with my lips, sucking it like a tiny cock. How long we actually stood there I didn't know. I was swimming in a sea of bliss, our nude bodies now pressing fully against one another again, hands everywhere at once exploring, touching, teasing. Somewhere during all this, the boys had retrieved two additional chairs from around the table, now placing them on either side of the cushions still lying beneath us. And in addition to that, they were now likewise nude, sitting, stroking themselves as they looked on. "I want to taste you now," I told her, slowly lowering myself, bringing her with me as I did. It was like watching her melt into the cushion beside me. She literally poured herself into place, her outstretched legs bent at the knee as I slid in between them, my hands already reaching up, seeking out the hard extended points on her breasts. I rolled them between my fingers playfully, my tongue likewise rolling between the folds of her sex, her taste intoxicating, exquisite. "Jesus, I never thought I'd ever see the day," I heard Rob saying, likewise listening to the all too familiar sound of his squishy prick as he sat there stroking himself, toying with it in much the same way I'd very often asked him to do for me. I loved seeing him as he stroked it, listening to the sounds he made as he produced more and more precum lubrication from the tip, exciting himself more and more until it had become decadently obscene. Just as it was now. I knew then how aroused he truly was, just as I was, as I probed my best friends cunt with my tongue, spearing her depths, drinking her liquid nectar as I all but devoured her. I knew too that Bill was likewise playing with his cock, the slap of his balls as they pounded against his thigh clearly in evidence. All the sounds surrounding us as I continued tonguing and licking my best friend's pussy, merely adding to the eroticism of the moment, heightening the passion we were all feeling. Susan now lifting her ass slightly, grinding, sometimes humping herself against my face, her hands entwined within my hair as she pressed me even more firmly against her crying out. "Oh my God Jen! Oh my God! Yes baby, yes! Lick me! Suck me! Eat me!" she cried out over and over again. I had begun pinching and twisting her nipples almost painfully, but she urged me on to pull on them even harder than I was. "Tear the fuckers off!" she actually cried out at one point, once again thrashing wildly, alerting me to the fact she was on the verge of orgasm as I did so. "Oh God...it's going to be a BIG one too," Bob suddenly announced. "Watch her when she does," he commented obviously speaking to my husband. "You won't believe it." I had no idea at first what he meant, but it became a moot point moments later anyway. I was so involved myself in the sensation of my friend's climax, her pleasure as I lapped frantically at her tender little clit, still mauling her breasts simultaneously with my hands as she suddenly arched her back even more than she'd done already, holding it. And then she came. Her ear splitting cry of release even startled a few of the neighborhood dogs, nearly sending me into a fit of laughter, which I might have done had I suddenly then not been swallowing for my life! When Susan had exploded, I had not at all expected the sudden fluid gush from my girlfriends cunt that now spurted from somewhere within her depths the way that it did. Not wholly unaware of the phenomenon of course, as I had certainly heard about it, and actually read up on it a while back. But I'd never personally seen anyone do it, or experience it myself. I was in awe as she did so. "F.....uhhhhhh kkkkK!" Rob groaned almost as loudly upon seeing it, watching it as I was finally was forced to sit back. Susan's pussy still squirting, spraying streamer after streamer of clear liquid juice that now splashed against my breasts, soaking them both completely as I looked down watching her as she did so, now laughing almost as hysterically as Susan was. I'm not even sure Susan had finished climaxing yet as she suddenly sat up bowling me over onto my back, diving between my legs. Just before her mouth descended down on my own very juicy, wet cunt, she looked up at Rob saying simply, "come fuck me!" He glanced over towards me, his hand suddenly slowing on his cock. I merely smiled back at him by way of an answer, and then likewise turning towards Bill a split second later. "Get over here so I can suck you," I told him. Rob was behind Susan within moments, already pressing the tip of his hard erect cock at the opening of her almost too wet pussy, rubbing it up and down her split, enjoying the sensation of her only then ebbing climax. I saw nothing more, only feeling it as Bill now knelt near my head, his hard stiff prick firmly within my hand as he guided it towards my face, brushing my lips with the spongy firm head of his prick as I wrapped my mouth around it, drawing him in. Sue...her tongue a flurry of flicks, kisses and licks about the surface of my pussy, as though having more than one tongue as she teased me deliriously. Her fingers likewise invading my womanhood, one now probing, tickling the opening of my ass, the other reaching deeply, stroking and now caressing what I knew was my own "g" spot. I felt her lips draw in my clit, sucking it like a tiny cock, sending stars cascading inside my head much like a gigantic meteor shower as I only then realized and felt the sensation of her middle finger as it slipped easily through the puckered opening of my ass. Two fingers now scissoring me inside, fucking me firmly, deeply, penetrating twin strokes of pleasure that somehow intensified the already intense pleasure which her lips and tongue continued to bring me. And somehow, throughout all this, I still managed to suck Bill's prick without biting it off. I'd been hovering on the edge myself almost from the beginning, so it was no real surprise when I felt the first overpowering surge of my own release suddenly grip my entire being. There was no need to announce it, even if I could with Bill's cock embedded halfway down my throat at the time. I felt the first contraction, the intensity as my pussy gave up its pleasure to my best friend's mouth, her tongue and lips now a bit more softly caressing my precious stem, tickling it still as I came over and over again, thrashing beneath her. As I did, I felt the first warm spurts of Bill's prick as he likewise released. His tangy, somewhat salty liquid suddenly filling my mouth nearly choking me. I swallowed almost in desperation to keep from suffocating, yet oddly enjoying the sensation of his pleasure as it now joined my own. Somewhere in the background, the familiar grunt of my husband as he came added an exclamation point to the incredible moment we'd just all shared together. ** For the longest time we just lay there sprawled against and amongst one another trying to collect our breaths, our wits. My heart still pounding deep within my chest, only then finally beginning to slow. I opened my eyes looking off to one side where Rob had collapsed next to us. His prick somewhat flaccid now, though coated in the pearly essence of his own spending, and some of Susan's as he lay there. I thought briefly I had never seen anything look so erotic before, his cock far from hard, though beautiful as it was rigid, looked even more masculine, more sensual than I had ever seen it. Even the lazy teasing touch of Bill's hand as it continued to caress my nipple felt dreamy, his spent cock likewise only inches away from my face, a droplet of semen still oozing from the tip collecting within the folds of his foreskin as though seeking refuge from its recent escape. Susan, my best and dearest friend, her head still comfortably resting between my legs, the hotness of her breath even then teasing my clit as she reposed within inches away from it, arousing me again as she did so, though I was still far too spent to allow the sensation to wake up the rest of my senses. Though I smiled secretly to myself, knowing that within a very short while, they most certainly would once again. Not a word was spoken, only the continued gentle breathing as we lay there basking in the afterglow of such intensity, the likes of which I'm not sure I had ever known before. "Ok, I'll do it. You've convinced me," I laughed. "But only if...you promise to do that again," I said looking down at my friend as she in turn finally looked up her eyes meeting mine. "Just say when," she grinned winking at me. "Whenever you want it." I lay back, using Bill's leg as a pillow, my hand reaching out to clasp my husband's slick messy, sticky dick. I closed my eyes smiling. "When," I said softly. "When." ** Guilty Pleasures Ch. 03 I met Susan for lunch the following day at a favorite little restaurant of ours. As we usually did, we asked for our favorite table, which was off to one side and a bit out of the normal flow of traffic. In the beginning our waiters and waitresses weren't too pleased by our request. But now being "regulars" as we were, and tipping very well for the additional privacy so we could often chat without being overheard, we were only met with smiles and better than average service after that. I knew this little meet would center around Jared. I was more than a bit nervous even now as we met up, sitting down to discuss it. And though I had in the heat of passion agreed to do this, after Susan and Bill had left, Rob and I had sat down and discussed it at length after that once again. My first concern was for him, and had he had any reservations about it whatsoever afterwards, I'd have gladly declined, calling up our friends and reneging on my agreement to go through with all of this. Rob didn't, aside from getting my assurance that once Jared and I had in fact slept together, it wouldn't continue. (Unless he was there to see it of course and be involved afterwards). I didn't take his comment seriously, not even being able to imagine it myself, but after what we'd now experienced with our friends (discussing that in detail as well) I no longer believed that even that wasn't possible. The biggest obstacle of course in pursuing this, was in doing it in such a way that Jared could enjoy the thrill of the chase prior to our ending up in bed together, and me taking his virginity. We all knew going in that it wasn't likely to happen overnight, and that in the beginning, Jared might in fact not even be self confident enough to go through with it himself when push came to shove so to speak. I'd agreed to keep everyone informed of course as to any progress, and what all might transpire over the days, or even weeks ahead if it were to take that long. Interestingly enough, my husband as well as our friends had found the aspect of that arousing. But then...so did I. I'd already imagined myself a few silly scenarios as to how things might progress, what might happen, and then later on sharing the details with everyone in explicit detail. I had in fact masturbated that very morning prior to dressing and leaving to meet Susan while imagining just that. If anything, Susan was even more nervous and excited than I was. If she'd been a pot of water, she'd have already boiled over as we slid into our cozy, somewhat private little booth together sharing the same bench seat. "So...you and Rob discuss things after we left?" She asked. I told her we had, and that it was still on, though I was curious as to how we were going to go about setting this up so that Jared had some way of screwing up enough courage to approach me, and very possibly try and seduce me. I wasn't at all surprised to hear that Susan had already come up with an answer to that. My job, even if you wanted to call it that, which I did for a living and so thoroughly enjoyed, was editing books for upstart authors and writers. Working for a small publishing company, it was something they paid me to do, at my own speed on my own time...from home. I made reasonable money in doing it for one, but the best part of my job was the fact I could do it from home, wearing whatever the hell I felt like wearing when I did. No extra expenses for gas, clothing or things like that, which made the amount of money I did make on each editing job, go even further. Where Susan's idea came into play, was the fact that Rob and I still hadn't gotten around to finishing up what would eventually be my downstairs office. At the moment, I worked primarily from my kitchen table, which wasn't as conducive as I would have liked as I always had to clean everything up, replace my notes, manuscripts and of course close down my laptop prior to starting up once again. Hopefully within a month or so, that would no longer be a problem. But at the moment, it still was. I had in fact twice before when having a rather large, somewhat urgent manuscript that needed to be gone through, gone over to Susan and Bill's place and actually borrowed Bill's home office in order to do that during that time. It had saved me a lot of aggravation for one thing, but had afforded me the privacy and necessary time needed to complete the project on time, and more importantly...correctly. "So...what I was thinking was this. You can either pretend you have some important manuscript you need to be working on, or actually work on one if you want to, whichever way works for you the best. But the idea is, for you to come over as often as you want, set up in Bill's office during the day when we're not there of course, and while Jared is. That at least will provide him with the means necessary to hang around you a bit, get a chance to begin thinking along the same lines that he was when he thought about enticing you to look into his room." It wasn't a bad idea. I did in fact have a manuscript I could work on from there, and it wasn't anything rushed at the moment either. So that would give me excuse enough to set up, leaving my work there. But...in addition to that, it also happened to be a pretty erotic novel I'd been asked if I was comfortable enough to take on as it was fairly explicit in detail. When I told Susan about it, and suggested that I might in some way find a way to incorporate that into Jared's seduction of me, she was all for it. With Jared taking some time off before entering school again in the fall, very likely moving onto campus in fact when he did, we'd at least have several days where we knew we'd both be alone together. Hopefully, Jared's imagination, his natural curiosity and horniness with regards to me, and my own somewhat flirtatious responses, and perhaps even suggestive attire as I came over to work would eventually do the trick. Now in agreement, we decided it was now or never, and that I'd bring over everything I needed that very evening to set up. They'd explain to Jared what was going on of course, and that he was apt to have company over the next few days during the day, and feel him out just a bit with regards to that, and see how he responded. We'd then take things from there. Once again, I found myself quite aroused just thinking about it, as I discovered moments later, so was Susan. "Are you as wet as I am?" Susan asked whispering to me just seconds before the waitress showed up with our Chef Salads. Unable to answer her of course at the moment, she sought the answer out herself in her own way, causing me to jump in surprise, eliciting a questioning eyebrow from our waitress when I did. "Sorry...hiccups," I told her grinning stupidly. I quickly picked up my still full glass of water drinking from it. "Can I get you some more?" She then asked. "No, I'm fine really...thank you." The thing was, Susan was spearing her salad with one hand, the other was beneath the table, currently pressing itself between my legs. As I usually did whenever I went out, I had worn one of my favorite summer dresses. For Susan it was an easy matter of bunching it up just enough that she had quick and easy access to my nearly bare pussy. Once again, only wearing a thong, there was very little else between her finger and my cunt at the moment as she scraped her finger firmly against the very thin material. Our waitress soon after left, though not before looking back towards us both with a still questioning look on her face...along with a bit of a smile. "You're truly incorrigible! You know that?" I said forking a bit of my own salad, though I made no effort whatsoever to dislodge Susan's finger from my pussy as I did that either. To be perfectly honest, it felt good. The heady excitement of my best friend teasing my cunt beneath the table had sent wicked shivers of aroused delight coursing through my entire body. "Yes I am," she replied. "And damn fucking horny at the moment too...just as you are!" She had me there. I was. "Did you and Rob enjoy last night as much as Bill and I did?" She then asked, now managing to slip her finger beneath the edge of my thong, quite easily dipping into my wet furrow directly. "Admittedly, we both did...yes! And we even went upstairs and fucked again for an hour after you two had left!" Susan laughed, "So did we," she confessed. "And I've been horny as hell ever since!" "What a surprise!" I said sitting my fork down for a moment, as my hand then reached beneath the table and slipped down between Susan's legs. Unfortunately, she was again wearing shorts, and though the legs of which were just baggy enough to allow my hand to slip into, they were too long to afford me any real access. "Fuck. I need to start wearing dresses again. Or at least skirts," she signed resignedly. "And worse, I stupidly chose to wear beige shorts today, so if we keep this up for very much longer, I'm going to end up with a very noticeable wet spot showing through on my backside!" I laughed at that, but then removed my hand from her, though I noticed, she didn't. "You trying to make me cum?" I teased, actually thinking I might if she continued doing what she was. "Would you like that if I did? Right here?" She said looking about casually. I almost said no, but just then the tip of her finger rung the bell on my clit as she flicked it. I moaned audibly, giving her, her answer. We continued to slowly work through our salads, though Susan's finger continued to work inside my pussy too. Eventually, I was so fucking close that I knew I'd explode at any moment, which is when we both saw our waitress heading over towards our table. "Don't you dare fucking stop!" I whispered just hovering on the edge now. "No intention of it," she quickly said speaking back just before our waitress arrived. "Can I get you gals anything else?" Our waitress asked as she stood there in front of us finalizing our check. At that precise moment, Susan chose to pinch my clit between her fingers, pulling it firmly, once again causing me to jump and this time cry out. Needless to say it didn't go without notice. "We might could use another napkin or two here in a moment," I heard Susan actually telling her, though more importantly, she was all but exaggerating her hand movements now beneath the table, there was no way our waitress couldn't know exactly what she was doing. On the one hand, I wanted to die from embarrassment, on the other...I wanted to cum so bad my teeth ached! I was actually relieved to see our waitress smile, her eyes now locked on the movement of Susan's hand down between my legs. Though she still turned to go. "No...don't! Please stay!" Susan suddenly said freezing our waitress in place. "Watch her while I make her cum," she then said, causing me to feel an even greater rush of blood into my face upon hearing her say that. "I want to watch you, while you watch her," Susan then said smiling lustfully, as was now...the waitress. She'd even absentmindedly lifted her hand up to her breast, cupping it briefly before realizing what she'd just done, forcing it down by her side again. She didn't say another word however, just standing there looking at me, as Susan brought me closer and closer now to the edge. "You ready baby? You ready to cum for...us?" She now said including our now equally aroused waitress as she stood there, mouth open as though about to have one herself. I groaned by way of an answer, feeling the sudden rush of ecstasy consume me, my eyes all but rolling into the back of my head as I shivered uncontrollably there on her fingers as Susan continued to tickle my clit through the last spastic throes of my climax. "I think...we could use those spare napkins now," she told her. "I've uh....got uh...some of those uh...wet ones," she finally managed to answer. "I'll be right back!" She'd even forgotten to leave us the check, suddenly spinning around remembering it coming back again. Her face appeared to be as flushed as mine was. Susan had already thrown down a couple of twenties onto the table, more than enough to cover lunch as well as a very sizeable tip. "Don't worry about the towels," Susan said grinning, now licking her fingers. "She didn't leave as big of a mess as she might have, I think...I got most of it myself," she said licking her fingers once again. And once again, our waitress just stood there with her mouth open, her eyes almost glazed over looking down at us. "Ah well...ok then, ah...hope you come again," she said, only then realizing what that had sounded like, and burst out laughing, as we all did. "That...I can assure you, we will," Susan said finally standing, as I did on still very weak knees, my face even more flushed than before. I wondered as we hurriedly walked out if I'd ever dare show my face inside there again. We'd nearly made it to the door when our waitress caught up to us. "Ah...any time you want that table again, just ask for Christy," she said smiling at us. "I'm usually here every day except on Thursday and Sundays," she announced. Once again we thanked her and left. "Did she say her name was Christy?" Susan asked as we headed towards our cars. "Yeah, she did," I giggled. "But no Sue...that wasn't her, much too young, and besides, the Christy I knew would be more around my age." The fact of the matter was, she did look like her a little, but that would have been too much of a coincidence, not to mention sharing the exact same name. Still. ** We had parked side by side there in the lot. Still a bit light headed after such an intense little climax, I was glad for the momentary reprieve as we stood there having opened our doors. "Hey...I have an idea," Susan said grinning at me. "You have any immediate plans at the moment?" "No, why?" "Well, for one thing, Bill told Jared he wanted him to get the lawn mowed today. And I happen to know that whenever he does, all Jared ever wears is a pair of shorts. So...might be interesting to have you just drop by for a cup of coffee briefly, see how he acts around you while you're there. Who knows? Might pick up on something at least?" I said yes, only because I was still actually aroused, and the fact that Susan now hinted at the possibility of me getting her off while we were there at some point. The thought once again of adding an element of excitement and danger again to our most recent little escapade, just enough to cause me to agree. Moments later, I followed her home. ** Two things became immediately apparent. Though Jared had quite obviously finished mowing the front lawn, he hadn't as yet gotten around to doing the side lawn, or the back as we pulled up into Susan's drive way. The other was, he hadn't heard us come home either, which he wasn't expecting as Susan had planned on coming over to my place after lunch, instead of hers. She wasn't due home for another couple of hours yet. As we entered the kitchen area, we both heard the sound from the TV coming from the recreation room downstairs. There was no mistaking what it was as we stood there listening to it either as we turned looking at one another. The panting, heavy breathing of a couple fucking was clearly too obvious. Susan giggled quietly. "Jared must be watching one of Bill's X-rated movies," she stated. And then in the next breath, before I knew what she was doing, she had walked back over towards the door, opening it, and then letting it slam. She called out. "Jared? Are you home?" We both heard the mad-dash scramble coming from below us, the sudden silence of the TV as it was switched off, just as Susan called out again. "Jared? You here?" More movement, and then the sound of steps in the hallway just below the stairs. "Yeah mom, I'm here," Jared called up. "Just taking a break," he then added. "I'll be up to finish the lawn in a few here," he then assured her. "I bet he's standing there naked with a woody," Susan whispered looking at me. "Perfect," she grinned further. Once again calling back to him. "Ok, just wanted you to know that Jennifer's here with me, she's going to be borrowing your dads workspace again for the next several days, so we'll be in his den if you need us," she finished calling down to him. Once again there was scurrying below as Susan and I headed into the house down the hall and away from the kitchen. We'd barely entered Bill's office when Jared stood there in the doorway, poking his head in. Sure enough, all he had on was a tight, form fitting pair of swim trunks that he'd obviously been wearing while out mowing the yard. The fact he must have recently been playing with himself was likewise almost as obvious. He had just enough of a tell-tale bulge remaining in his tight-fitting shorts as he stood off to one side of the doorway, trying to conceal it, to confirm what it was he'd been up to. "So, you're gonna be working here for the next few days huh?" He asked a bit too curiously as Susan shot me a quick knowing look. "Yep! Sure am!" I said smiling at him. "Cool!" He again answered a bit too quickly, casting a worried look over towards his mother, though she didn't respond. "I won't get in your way though," he added. "You won't even know that I'm here." That one she did respond to. "Actually Jared, I'd appreciate it, and so would Jennifer, if you would drop in on her from time to time while she's working. Make sure she has something to drink, or munch on while she's working so that she doesn't have to worry about getting up in the middle of something and get it herself. I mean don't bug her all the time, but...if you'd at least stop in and ask her if she needs anything every hour or so, that would be great," she told him. "Yes Jared, I'd appreciate that very much myself," I added to that seeing the delight in his eyes as I smiled at him. "Sure thing! Well...guess I'd better get the yard done before dad gets home," he then said and hurried out the door before the obvious became even more noticeable than it already was. "So...did he?" Susan asked after he'd left. "I think so, yes. Sort of hard to tell though, he was pretty good about keeping himself hidden behind the door, but looked to me like he did." Susan grinned, taking me by the hand and led me back out of the room towards her bedroom and then over to the window looking down into the yard below. We stood just well enough back behind the somewhat transparent curtain looking down. Just then Jared came out into the yard. He quickly looked about, and then shoved his hand down the front of his swim-trunks adjusting himself. Even doing that, it was noticeable from Susan's bedroom that he had an obvious erection. "Looks like all systems are go," she giggled looking down at her son as he fired up the mower, though once again he looked down at himself as though checking to see if he was presentable enough." "Looks like," I commented back, giggling as well, surprised that I could find myself becoming as aroused as I was so soon after our little episode at the restaurant. But here I was, nearly as horny now as I had been then. "I wonder what he was watching," Susan mused, and nodded towards the door. "Come on, let's go see. I bet he didn't have time to put everything back the way it should be," she told me. Bill had always been meticulous about his stuff. His books, CD's, even his DVD's were always in perfect alphabetical order. Up until a year ago or so, he'd kept his X-rated movies under lock and key, but ever since Jared had turned eighteen, he was no longer worried about Jared watching some of them from time to time. Though even then...he kept them in perfect order on the shelf. Susan walked over towards the cabinet, sure enough, Jared had hurriedly returned them out of order. She pulled three he'd obviously been looking at. Even by the names on two of them I was surprised Bill had them to begin with. Guilty Pleasures Ch. 03 "Hmmm, Hot naughty MILF's and young men," Susan said reading the first. "Not surprised at this one, really is pretty good. Bill and I have watched it a few times together, and even I'll admit, I'd do some of the women myself...not to mention the young men!" She then pulled the other one glancing at its title. By the look on her face I could see she was surprised by that one. "What?" "Not one I've seen before," she told me. "Must be a new one, though Bill never mentioned this one to me." I looked at the title then too. "Maybe it's not even one of his?" I suggested, which was entirely possible. It wasn't anywhere's near where it should be if it was, and not something I would have expected to find Bill interested in either. "Young men caught masturbating by their mothers," it said. "You don't think he..." "You never know," I laughed in response. "I think most young men do from time to time engage in fantasies of that sort, and you are after all, an attractive looking "MILF", I said spelling the word out purposely, teasing her as I did. "Not to mention...being a pretty nasty mother on top of all that." Susan shot me a derogatory look, but then grinned. "Yeah well, while you're at this, see if you can discover just what his thoughts are towards that?" She suggested. "I will Sue, but only if Jared doesn't swear me to secrecy or something. The one thing I will never do, is betray his confidence unless it was a life threatening situation or something. If he asks me to promise him not to tell you something, outside of what I've already promised you I would, then I can't. Simple as that, so don't ask me. If I should learn about something, or it comes up and I'm not having to stand there and cross my heart and hope to die over it...then I will. But otherwise...no." "Fair enough," Sue said. "In the meantime, I'm still fucking horny, care to share the other side of my new double dildo?" I grinned back at her, chasing her back upstairs towards her bedroom. "Thought you'd never ask!" ** As I'd already been there that afternoon, it was far more natural for me to show up in the morning with all my work stuff, doing so long after Susan and Bill had left for work. I was still setting up when Jared poked his head inside the door. "Morning Jen, can I get you anything he asked?" I had purposely worn the exact same skin-tight shirt I had worn the other day when I'd caught him staring at my nipples. I figured that might be a rather nice reminder, and though they weren't poking through my shirt now like they were then, I knew that later on after the air-conditioning kicked in as the day heated up, that they would. In addition to that, I'd also worn a pair of already too short shorts, about my only pair really, and had in fact rolled the cuff on them, making them even shorter. I knew damn well that the lower portion of my ass cheeks would be sticking out, which is what I now presented to him as I leaned over sitting two boxes of the rather large manuscript I'd be working on down on the floor. I took a bit more time bent over that way as I pretended to arrange things. "I'd love it if your mom left me a cup of coffee," I responded still bent over at the waist rummaging through the box. I smiled inwardly when it took him a moment longer than normal to answer me back. "Sure, uh...she did. Be right back!" I was sitting behind the desk in Bill's chair looking at my computer screen when Jared returned. Almost immediately he walked over behind me, setting down my fresh hot cup of coffee, peering over my shoulder as he did. Normally, something like that might have irritated me, but not today. "So...what are you working on this time?" He curiously asked. I'd been hoping he would eventually, as it now gave me the perfect opportunity to sort of set the tone and mood while I'd be here. "Actually, it's an erotic novel," I told him. "Written by a much older man now, who has put together his memoirs of his early life growing up as a young man. His sexual exploits, adventures, that sort of thing." "Wow," Jared said perhaps surprised I would share that with him, but I wanted him to feel like I was treating him like an adult, and thus speaking to him as one, albeit him being still a young one. "You mean, you'll actually be reading about all the stuff he's ever done...with women? Stuff like that?" He asked an obvious excited edge to his tone of voice. "Yes I will," I said easily sipping my coffee glancing sideways towards him. It was early in the morning, not even 7:30 yet when I'd come over. Jared was wearing what appeared to be a pair of flannel pajama bottoms and nothing else. I'd obviously begun to notice his firm physic, his wiry muscled frame, but once again I noticed something else as he stood there next to me, the ever growing bulge in his loose-fitting bottoms. Though at the moment, he didn't seem to notice it was, or that he would soon be standing there next to me with a full-blown erection either. "Ah, um...can I ask you sort of a personal question?" Only then did he seem to realize he'd soon be in a bad sort of way as he scooted around the desk taking a seat in front of me, and thus hiding for the moment at least his rapidly growing dick. "Sure, go ahead, feel free," I told him. "We've known one another long enough that neither one of us should feel uncomfortable around one another, so ask me whatever you'd like!" His smile was one of relief, yet at the same time one of obvious joy as well as pleasure at having heard that. "Cool, well in that case, I was sort of wondering..." though he again paused. "Wondering what?" I said looking back, sitting back in my chair as I now knew my nipples had stiffened considerably. In doing that, I knew damn well I was putting them at direct eye-level as I sat there across from him. When I saw him looking directly at me there, still speaking, I smiled into the side of my coffee cup as I sat sipping it. "Well, reading stuff like that, doesn't it sort of well...you know..." He was blushing as I straightened myself up a bit more, answering his question boldly. "Make me horny? Of course it does! I'm only human after all. But it's my job too, and since they pay me fairly well to read manuscripts, even manuscripts like this one, it's just one of the hazards of the job so to speak. Especially when they get as erotic as this one's been," I said sharing with him. "The guys had quite a bit of experience with the ladies. I think he's even done things I never thought possible," I told Jared seeing the somewhat shocked, though equally excited expression on his face when I said that. "Wow, so, ah...so what happens if you do? I mean, you know...do you have to get up and take a break or something?" "Or something," I smiled back looking at him over my cup, only then setting it down. Once again he said "Wow", and then standing, his face clearly flushed as he did. And then as he did, he looked down at himself, saw his erection which had of course drawn my eyes towards it as well, and then excused himself as he turned his back quickly towards me as he walked hurriedly towards the door. "I'll ah...I'll be back in a little while to check on you, see if they're anything that you need. I ah...there's ah...some stuff I need to do myself, so...I'd ah, you know...best get at it." He was gone before I could even respond, closing the door behind him as he left. I could feel the wetness already pooling between my legs as I stared at the now closed door. I smiled inwardly. It was going to be a very interesting day. Guilty Pleasures Ch. 04 I'd actually been working on the manuscript for the better part of an hour, surprised that Jared hadn't come back and peeked his head inside the door, asking me if I wanted or needed anything. And to make matters worse, I really was horny too. The story was indeed erotic, parts of which I'd read and found myself flushed in the face after reading them. And then having to go back and read them again as an editor and not some horny young woman. I had to laugh at myself however still thinking about Jared. No doubt the thing he needed to see to had been what was sticking up between his legs. Having done that, I was reasonably sure he'd taken the edge off and for a while at least, would no longer be horny. Though I'd been a reasonably horny teenage girl at one point, teenage boys at that age were something entirely different. I should have remembered that. Needing to pee, and honestly wanting another cup of coffee, thus deciding to go and get it myself rather than wait for Jared, I stood up and quietly left the room. Oddly enough, I couldn't hear anything, wondering where Jared had gone off to, and then actually convinced myself that he might have actually left for a while. Passing by Susan and Bill's bedroom, I decided to use her bathroom rather than go all the way downstairs in order to use the "guest" one as they called it. But Susan had already told me before hand that I was certainly free to do so. Feeling like I was alone, I entered their room, walked around the bed and entered the bath. I had just sat down on the toilet in order to pee when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Having not bothered to close the bathroom door, I wasn't about to get up and do so now, figuring that Jared would simply pass by their room anyway on his way in to finally check on me. Which is when I figured that he'd soon after discover I wasn't there, and most likely come looking for me. Even if he did, I still wasn't sure he'd consider the fact I might be using his mom and dad's bathroom, especially with the door open. But that's when I came up with what I thought was a rather naughty idea. I'd be busy taking a "break". A rather naughty one, and pretend like I wasn't aware of his presence when he came in and found me, unless he made an issue of it. Even then, I quickly rehearsed a few possible scenarios in my mind just in case. Adapting to whichever one seemed more appropriate...if and when he came in to look for me. Sure enough, seeing the door to his father's room open, and me no longer at the desk, I again heard his feet turning around coming once again back down the hallway. I was almost holding my breath with anticipation, and then moment's later disappointment as I heard him pass by the open doorway of his parent's room. That was one I hadn't planned anything around, and nearly stood up flushing the toilet and then head downstairs after him. About that time I heard footsteps returning, they hesitated briefly in the doorway, and then quietly padded into the room. Hurriedly I lifted my tee shirt up and over my breasts. I figured if he came in and saw those, along with my hand down between my legs there was no way he could deny what it appeared I was doing. I closed my eyes, tilted my head back, and then slipped my finger deeply inside my very wet pussy. "Oh my god! I'm sorry!" Jared had indeed stepped into the bathroom. With the door open, I had hoped he would still be curious enough to at least look inside, which he'd done. Sitting the way I was however had caught him totally off guard. He had immediately backed up through the door as I called out to him saying his name twice. But this was one I had prepared myself to react to if he did. "Jared? Jared!" I knew he hadn't left his parents room, and figured he was just standing outside the door. He was. "Jared? It's ok...really." I made no effort to pull down my tee top however remaining as I was with my bare breasts fully exposed. I was hoping that small bit of vulnerability would be enough to put him at ease to some extent. I waited for what I knew was only a few moments when he once again poked his head around the corner of the bathroom door looking at me. I smiled when he did that. "I told you I might need to take a little break," I said grinning trying to keep it light between us in having said that. "And there's nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about either," I further added, though truth be told, I was a bit embarrassed as he continued to stand there halfway looking at me though he said nothing. Finally he did however as I re-straightened my tank top pulling it down over my breasts once again. It was now time to reverse direction slightly. "I'm still sorry, I should have ah... knocked first or something." "It's my fault, the door was open. But there's still no reason to be sorry Jared, I'm the one who was caught masturbating!" As I'd hoped, the word "caught" seemed to act like a trigger for him, the movie he'd been watching the day before centering around that very theme. He stepped more fully into the room as I stood up having pulled my thong and shorts back up once again covering myself completely. "I know your surprised, but for your information Jared, women do masturbate just as often as most men do, especially if we've been reading hot erotic stories like the one I've been working on," I said continuing to smile. "You do?" "Oh hell yes!" I laughed. "And especially after working on and reading through the particular scene in the book I was at the time, which finally got to me." I could see he was curious as to what that might have been, and decided it was time to entice him further if I could, especially as he now questioned me. "What were you reading?" He asked inquisitively. I had briefly glanced down at his groin, only then realizing he had in fact changed out of his flannel pajama bottoms, now wearing a pair of tight fitting cutoff Levi jeans instead. It was hard to tell if he had a partial erection, or that his package was simply that size all the time. "Glad you asked that," I said reaching down taking his hand as I led him back through his parent's bedroom down the hall and back to his father's study. "Perhaps you can actually help me out with something," I continued "From a man's perspective." Rather than taking my seat behind the desk, I had led him over to the small comfortable little couch in the room. Sitting down still holding his hand I pulled him down to sit beside me before letting go. As I did, he slid over just slightly ensuring there was still comfortable distance between us on the couch. Almost too much. "You see Jared, I'm at a part in the book where the main character is lying down on his bed masturbating when the maid walks in and catches him doing so. He's not even aware that she's there, so naturally he continues. Fascinated, she remains there watching him, slowly becoming aroused herself. Minutes later she is standing there touching herself. Eventually of course he realizes she is, though he doesn't let on that he knows. He proceeds to get even more aroused, playing with himself quite openly, which he hopes will excite her into even doing more herself. It does, as she finally succumbs to the intensity of her desire, fingering herself openly now when he looks over towards her smiling. Both now aware of one another, they continue, just watching one another pleasuring themselves." "Wow," Jared moaned obviously now aroused himself. "So...what did you mean by needing a man's perspective on this?" He now asked, which I was hoping he would do. "Well you see Jared, I'm having trouble with the emotional aspect of what the woman was feeling, sensing as she saw him touching himself. As strange as this may sound, I've actually never watched a man masturbating, you know...start to finish. Even Rob hasn't done that for me. I mean sure, I've seen him stroke it a little, just in an effort to get himself aroused prior to doing anything else. But obviously, that's not quite the same." "Obviously," Jared agreed nodding his head. "So in trying to understand the emotions and the intensity of the scene as it's been written, I was trying to picture myself as the maid in that situation, but surprisingly enough, I'm finding it a bit more difficult to do so than I first imagined, especially since I've never really seen a man doing that, purposely pleasuring himself so openly and so candidly in that way before. So...I was sort of wondering..." I saw Jared's eyebrows lift. "You...you're asking me if I would?" He stammered. "Yes Jared, it would help me out a lot. I'm sort of stuck trying to reason it all out, so it would help me yes, a great deal in fact if I could get a greater sense of what she was thinking, feeling as she stood there watching him." "Geeze, I don't know," Jared said obviously nervous even shaking a little as he said that. "Can I think about it?" He then said surprising me as he stood up. "Ah, sure Jared...of course," I responded slightly disappointed. I had actually thought that with his having schemed into getting me to see him, even if it was meant to appear as an accident when I did, would have been sufficient for him to do so for me now. Obviously I had missed something in my way of thinking. Perhaps he felt threatened by me as opposed to being aroused enough to want to do it now being confronted directly with it. I continued to sit there as Jared walked back towards the door. "Oh, I originally came up to see if you...ah needed anything...to drink!" He quickly added. "Any more coffee?" I asked dejectedly. He nodded his head yes and said he'd be right back with it. Still shaking my own head in wonder, I crossed back over towards the desk sitting down. I began wondering what it was going to take, likewise realizing this might in fact never actually happen. I didn't know whether to laugh or to cry at the moment. It was turning out to be a much more difficult task than I'd originally thought. Jared returned several minutes later with a fresh cup of coffee for me, along with a decanter, which he had also filled. I almost frowned upon seeing that. He'd obviously ensured I'd have no reason for needing him to check in on me again anytime soon. I was slightly surprised when he sat back down on the couch again as opposed to taking one of the two desk chairs in front of me. "Ok, so what do I need to do?" He asked softly. I tried to hold back a delighted laugh, seeing the somewhat serious expression on his face. I changed tactics, deciding to approach this almost clinically, as though doing research. I realized at that very moment, that Jared truly did want to be the one to seduce me, and not visa versa. Having reversed the rolls even to the small extent that I had, had thrown him. It was time to switch things around again in the other direction. "Well, like I said Jared, I'm trying to get a feel for how the maid felt, to more fully understand what seeing him doing that felt like for her, especially as I've never seen that myself. So...even if you sort of only pretend perhaps for a few moments for me, right there on the couch even, it might give me a much better idea as to how she really did feel before I go making any changes to the book that might hurt it as opposed to helping that particular scene." "Ok," he said once again looking a little embarrassed, but I was pleased when he stood, his hands coming up to undo the button on his jeans. I turned my head purposely looking away, and then stood up myself. "In fact...what I'd like to do, is sort of recreate the scene. I'll leave the room stand outside for a moment, give you a chance to get a bit more comfortable with yourself while you do this. Then I'll silently open the door and look in. How's that sound?" I asked. It was evident that he liked the idea, waiting for me to leave before completely pulling off his jeans. I hurriedly stepped outside the door softly closing it and then began counting to fifty. It was strange. I knew what I would no doubt be seeing when I reentered the room. So I felt prepared for it when I did. I wasn't. It was as though I had actually walked in, catching him. I actually found myself catching my breath, totally unprepared for what I was seeing, looking at as Jared lay there on his father's couch. He was completely naked for one. The fact he'd only been wearing cutoff jeans previously shouldn't have had the impact on me that seeing him entirely naked did. But it did. The lean lines of his magnificently sculpted body as he stretched out there on the couch, the tautness of his tight firm little ass pressed deeply into the seat. I stood there literally holding my breath taking it all in. I hadn't even as yet focused in on the obvious as he lay there eyes closed, slowly fisting his hard erect prick. When I did, I nearly gasped in surprise. I knew from the little I had seen, and in the short time I had actually seen it, he was big. But for some reason as I stood there looking at him now, he seemed even more so, and perhaps was for all I knew. His cock appeared to be even more purplish than I remembered it, far more angry looking in appearance, the fat spongy head of his prick likewise more swollen as he slowly lay there stroking himself. I quietly stepped further into the room. As I did, I felt the trickle of moisture between my own legs, amazed at how rapidly I'd become aroused, though I'd certainly been earlier. Even so, the sudden onrush of additional liquid had surprised me. I could feel the sudden escalation of my heart beating deep inside my chest. Jared continued to lay there, pretending to be unaware of my presence though I stepped in even closer, as quietly as I could. I could now hear the squishy, erotic, highly sensual lubrications of his cock as his hand continued to pump it, though again slowly up and down his shaft. It glistened as he did so, further intensifying my own senses. I didn't even realize at first that I had slipped my own hand beneath the waistband of my shorts in an effort to seek relief. I now stood there, frustratingly touching myself indirectly, still watching him, once again gathering in the entire picture of his long lean form, his toes almost pointed at the end of the couch, the flare of his nostrils as he breathed, the rigidity of his enormously hard cock. I was now breathing hard. So much so that it was easily heard. As though part of the story, realistically anyway, Jared opened his eyes only then looking over. He stopped stroking his cock, now staring at me. It was my turn to feel slightly embarrassed at having walked in, catching him playing with himself. Like I said, it actually felt that way. Like I had. It was erotic as hell. "Is this what you had in mind? Is it helping?" Jared now asked. God I wish he hadn't said that. At least not like that. I didn't want to turn this into a clinical observation, not now. I decided then not to respond back in the same manner, letting my true feelings and emotions speak for me instead. "That is fucking hot," which it was, I replied lustfully, now more purposely fingering myself, though again failing to make better contact than I needed to, wanted to. I removed my hand, quickly undoing the button on my waistband, almost as hurriedly undoing my zipper. I saw Jared's eyes light up as he lay there looking at me, almost yelling out at him not to move as he swung his feet around on the couch now sitting up. As he did, my shorts fell down around my ankles, I stepped out of them and then slithered my thong down my legs as well stepping out of those. I now stood before him almost as naked as he was, my fingers quickly finding my slit, spreading my labia apart for him to look at, which he was. I now tenderly touched my clit, flicking it with my finger as his hand once again slid down his enormous cock all the way to his balls, cupping them and toying with them briefly before sliding upwards once more. I watched his hand as it slid over the top of his prick, gathering even more moisture, which had oozed from the tip. He palmed it, smearing his fresh slick essence over the head of his dick, and then down his shaft once more, wetting it, slicking it, and now stroking it firmly up and down. I groaned. Jared stood suddenly. And as he did, I watched an enormous streamer of spunk suddenly fly from the end of his dick. His eyes looked wild as he did so, almost surprised. I stood there unmoving, my own fingers suddenly paralyzed, yet embedded deeply inside myself. I too had been taken by surprise, watching him as he jettisoned another, and then another thick streamer of sperm towards me, but not quite reaching me where I stood. Within moments he had plastered the floor with his thick sticky cream, one long streamer of it now lying only inches away from my foot. "Fuck!" he cried out looking down at the mess. "I better get something, dad will kill me if this stains the carpet!" As though a whirlwind, Jared shot past me running down the stairs, his previously discarded Levi jeans clasped in his hand as he did. I could only stand there in shock, not yet comprehending what had just happened until the reality of it hit me. Once again, I didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. ** By the time he returned carrying a wet towel and carpet cleaner in his hands, once again dressed when he did, so was I. I'd been half tempted to remain as I was, but seeing the look of relief on his face when he came back into the room, I knew I had made the best choice. As he knelt down on the floor spraying the carpet with the bottle, I spoke. "Thank you Jared, that really was wonderful you know, and helped me a lot," I told him trying to ease his sudden self consciousness at how quickly everything had happened. It was obvious he wasn't real pleased with himself however, almost angry when he answered me back. "Glad I could help," he said simply, somewhat sarcastically. "Damn, I hope this comes out." I wanted to walk over and shake him, but I didn't, sitting down instead at the desk, waiting patiently for him to finish and look up at me before speaking again. When he was finally satisfied, and more than a little relieved to see that everything looked perfectly normal, perfect again, only then did he look up towards me and actually smile. Though there was still a red tint to his cheeks as he did so. "Sorry," he said once again. "I wasn't quite expecting that." "Don't worry about it, I wasn't either...but I don't mind telling you Jared, it really was damn fucking hot, watching you...squirting like that," I said trying to reignite the moment. And for a moment, it nearly did. Which is when the phone rang downstairs. He turned heading towards the door speaking as he ran off. "I'll come check on you again later," he said. And was gone. True to his word, he did. Around lunchtime. He came into the room carrying a tray full of food. A tuna salad sandwich, some chips, an apple along with a lemonade, which he'd, made for me. He was also dressed. Jared now wore a pair of long legged jeans, tee shirt and sneakers, so I knew he was going out. "My friend Bob called," he informed me. "Meeting him at the movies. There's plenty more lemonade down in the fridge if you want more," he then told me, and then with that smiled, though he turned and once again headed out through the door. I ate what he'd fixed for me, saved out what work I had actually done, and then drove myself home. ** I was more confused than pleased with everything that had happened, though I did see it as having made some progress. And the honest truth of the matter was, I still highly aroused myself, the image of Jared lying there on the couch stroking his cock was one that would remain with me for some time to come. I did realize though as I thought about it, this really wasn't going to be as easy as I'd first imagined, if in fact it actually did happen at all. Jared was indeed still a boy in so many ways, and lacking in self confidence perhaps, or in being brave enough to actually approach me, wasn't something that was going to just happen overnight. I wasn't prepared to let it go on forever either, deciding that if we truly hadn't accomplished anything by the time I'd finished editing the novel I was working on, that it wasn't going to after that either. Guilty Pleasures Ch. 04 And also as promised, once I had arrived home, I picked up the phone and called Susan at work. She was as surprised as I was at the turn of events and the way things had gone. Though we decided that it was probably due to Jared's obvious nervousness and excitement that had steered things in the direction they'd gone. A bit more sensory overload than either one of us had anticipated. "Well, perhaps tomorrow will go better," she stated. "Though I think the idea of incorporating the work your doing probably helped. Perhaps after he's had some time to think about it himself, especially seeing you standing there touching yourself openly in front of him, he'll find a bit more courage and desire to pursue it a bit further." "We'll see," I responded back. "Maybe. And maybe he just was a little too embarrassed to become aroused again. But you're right, we'll probably know more by tomorrow when I come over again. I'll take some time here and think about what I might do next to help things along without being too terribly obvious about it." We talked about it briefly a bit longer before hanging up, though we'd both come to the same conclusion, whatever did happen next, would have to be up to Jared to do...not necessarily me. After I had spoken with Susan, as likewise promised I then called my husband. And though I again explained to him exactly what had actually happened, I didn't go into nearly as much depth about it with him as I had done with Susan. And I also noticed as I did that, that Rob seemed more interested in the actual excitement of what had actually occurred as opposed to the rest of it. What a surprise. And I almost laughed hearing the edge of excitement in his voice as he asked me a few questions more about what we had done, what I'd seen or thought about while it was happening as I stood there watching Jared jerking off, rather than showing interest in whatever progress, or lack thereof which we'd made. Oddly enough, it was because of what happened later on that same evening that I came up with an idea of something I thought might further help things along. And it came in one of the most unexpected ways imaginable too, at least for me. I knew that Rob would be working very late that evening, which towards the end of the month he always did. Having to stay to close out the monthly reports one or two nights towards the end of the month had been a routine we'd both come to accept and gotten used to. And as always I had enjoyed those few nights having time alone to myself, and especially the way this day had gone as I'd treated myself to a long lengthy session with my vibrator, and then again later in the shower with my pulsating shower massage just prior to going to bed. The problem was, I was still aroused even then, far from tired and unable to sleep. I then decided to surprise Rob, instead of him finding me sound asleep as he usually did whenever he had to work this late, I would instead wait up for him, surprise him by wearing one of my very sexy nightgowns, something I didn't do nearly as much perhaps as I should have, and then jump him the moment he came into our bedroom. It was already nearing midnight when I finally heard the sound of our garage door opening, and then closing again. I figured another five, perhaps ten minutes at most, and he'd be quietly come into the bedroom, undressing in the dark as he also usually did, which is when I'd turn on the light and surprise him as I lay there waiting for him. The odd thing was, though I'd heard the garage door close shortly after it should, I hadn't heard him come into the kitchen area after that like I had before in the past. I waited a few minutes longer, still listening, still waiting, but again nothing. Now curious I slipped out of the bed and silently wandered downstairs. The first thing I noticed was that there still weren't any lights on in the kitchen. Now that was odd, so I tiptoed quietly into the room heading towards the door that led into the pantry and laundry room, which was actually the room attached to the garage. This is where I had expected to hear him come in from, which he hadn't. I noticed as I approached the door that there was indeed a single light on in that room. A very dim one from the light on overhead, which again was the only light he had actually turned on. Even more curious, I now crept to the door, which had a small window within it, peeking in. What I saw nearly floored me. Rob had actually and completely undressed. His clothes neatly hung on a hanger nearby along with several other articles of clothing I had done the day before. His briefcase too stood on the folding table where he'd obviously placed it having just come in from the garage. Why he was naked however confused me, and though he stood for a moment with his back towards me, I actually thought perhaps he'd decided to remove his shorts or something taking them off there instead. I even wondered briefly if he'd perhaps had a little accident earlier or something and would have felt embarrassed by my knowing that. But then he turned slightly off to one side. And I realized then, I was wrong. Dead wrong. At first I couldn't believe what I was seeing, because it just didn't make any sense to me. I'd never seen him do something like this before, and it also wasn't something we'd even discussed, or had talked about one way or the other. I looked again as though needing to confirm it myself, making doubly sure. And as I did so...I was. Rob was busily jerking himself off with a dirty...not a clean pair, but a not yet sorted and washed dirty pair of my underwear. Yesterdays in fact, which I had worn earlier in the day and usually wore to sleep in as opposed to one of my thongs. At first I was not only stunned, but visibly upset by this. How often had he done this, been doing this? And why hadn't he told me if he had been? Not that I would have been all that upset by it, I certainly had an open mind to such things..."Or did I?" I wondered. I then noticed as he stood there stroking himself with a pair of my black satin panties that he was enormously hard, proudly erect, perhaps even more so than he usually was! I almost laughed when I saw him pull on them having slipped his prick between the legs of them, looking much like a slingshot about to be fired. He in fact let it go, the results of which was his cock now slapping back against his chest as he repositioned them again, doing it again. I was fascinated, still crouched low enough behind the door, peering out through a corner of the window being careful to continue to conceal myself in the event he might turn and catch me there watching him. I nearly turned away in fact and ran when he turned, though his eyes came nowhere close to looking in my direction as I now found him suddenly looking elsewhere. Sure enough, he now bent sifting through the pile of dirty clothes I hadn't as yet sorted yet. In seconds, he'd secured a second pair of my likewise soiled panties, this one, one of my thongs that I had actually been wearing the night we had all partied together outside. I watched my husband as he actually placed it over his face, sniffing the crotch, his hand once again on his prick, stroking it, the material from my actual panties he now used in which to pleasure himself with. I was both stunned as well as fascinated to be watching this. But even more importantly now, I was aroused too. I now found myself standing there, yet again soaking another pair of panties, the one's I happened to have on. And as I did that, as I stood there watching my husband masturbating, an idea came to me. Slowly at first, but then suddenly I had the workings of it all in my mind, and knew exactly what it was I was going to do the following day. I now turned my attention back towards my husband. It was obvious he was getting close, still standing there oblivious to me, my thong still draped over his face, much like a blindfold, his hand now jack hammering his cock furiously, holding it against himself as he stood there pleasuring his prick with my panties. He suddenly froze as though statue, grunted and then came. Even to me...it was fucking erotic. To be standing there, watching as his cream began to seep through the material of my black satin panties, the contrast of which was immediately noticeable. Rob's white sticky spunk suddenly pouring through the thin material, now oozing out of them on down the side of his hand, dripping onto the floor of the laundry room where he stood. His hand only then slowing, yet still milking himself. He finally removed my thong, shoving it partway inside his mouth, sucking it as he did, almost gagging himself with it before removing it, and now using that to finally wipe off the last vestiges of his climax from his hand and prick. I quietly turned and headed back upstairs to bed, a smile on my face, and a plan in my head. ** Guilty Pleasures Ch. 05 It was with mixed emotions that I lay there in bed pretending to be asleep when I heard my husband finally ascend the stairs to our bedroom. He slipped into bed quietly beside me, and then only moments later the sound of his gentle snoring told me he was asleep. I lay for the longest time remembering the vision of him standing there in the laundry room, my black panties wrapped around his hard stiff cock as he stroked it. Eventually spilling his hot sticky spunk, remembering the way it seeped through the material looking so wickedly decadent. I slipped my hand inside the waistband of the frilly red-laced panties I was still wearing. I was wet, very much so, and began fingering myself as I lay there on my side. I came minutes later, soaking the crotch of my panties even more than they already were. The same panties I would be wearing over to Sue's place in the morning. As we'd already prearranged and discussed, I called Sue first thing, just before she left for work. Curious as to what I was planning to do next, I only hinted at it briefly, not really giving her any details. I still wasn't sure it would have the same impact on Jared that it obviously had on my husband, but I was curious to find out. I knew it would drive Susan nuts all day wondering, but it would also make for an interesting discussion later if everything worked out the way I hoped that it would. "I need to ask you for two small favors," I had then added. "One, I need to use your washer as I plan on having an accidental spill of coffee on my white skirt," I said hearing a knowing giggle on the other end of the line. "And two...I'll also need to borrow a pair of your panties after that." Once again she giggled, though she tried pressing me for details as to why it was important that I do that. Once again I told her she'd find out, when I called her later provided everything went the way that I hoped it would. Though I also left her with another tease, telling her I had seen Rob masturbating out in our laundry room the night before, and had a question for her regarding that too. Once again she pressed me, even more curious, but I told her she'd have to wait until later on that night for all the details. Frustrated perhaps, she still laughed and told me I could wear any of her panties that I wished to, and that her really sexy lingerie was in her bottom drawer as opposed to her top drawer where she kept all her every day stuff. Armed with my plan I headed off to their place minutes later. I was very pleased to see that Jared was up and basically waiting for me when I arrived. He seemed a bit more relaxed and friendly as I came in. Even more importantly, I could smell freshly brewed coffee coming in through the kitchen. I hadn't been sure when I'd actually implement my plans, but I was already aroused just thinking about it, still wearing my twice now cum-filled panties as I headed upstairs to Bill's study. "Coffee's almost done," Jared told me. "I'll bring us up a cup as soon as it is." "Us?" I smiled inwardly asking myself. That was a good sign as I thanked him and then headed upstairs. So far so good. Now it was just a matter of arranging things and staging a small little accident that I hoped would put my plans into play. As I settled into Bills desk, I was pleased to see he did indeed have one of those plastic mats beneath his chair. I wasn't planning on spilling much coffee anyway, just enough to stain my white skirt, though I hoped I would indeed get the small stain out of them after I did. It would be a small price to pay if I pulled this off however, and then finished placing things in such a way that I would be careful so as not to spill coffee on anything except for myself when I did. It wasn't long after that, that Jared came back upstairs carrying two hot steaming mugs of the fresh smelling brew. It needed to cool down some of course before I actually spilled any, and I needed to drink most of it before I did. But that would also give us a chance to chat about what had happened the day before, or so I hoped. Pleased when Jared was actually the one raising the subject. I was glad he had taken a seat sitting in front of me, just where I wanted him to be when I had my accident. I could respond in kind far more easily when I did. "Can I ask you something?" He began, once again appearing a bit nervous, a slight flush already beginning to spread across his face. I knew then it was something of a sexual nature, and I felt a slight flush actually begin in my own face, hoping it was. "Sure Jared, ask me anything. And don't be shy either. By now...I'd hope you know we're well past the being shy around one another stage, so whatever you want to ask me about, feel free...and don't hold back." I had again worn another tight fitting top, sans bra, so I knew that my breasts were well molded, nipples already beginning to grow erect which he noticed as he periodically sat there staring at them. "About yesterday..." he hesitated slightly. I smiled urging him to continue. "Were you serious when you said you've never even seen your husband jerk himself off before?" This was working out even better than I'd anticipated. I now knew I could incorporate my seemingly own flustered emotions when I spilled the coffee, ensuring that I took another drink as I wanted the cup to be nearly empty when I did. "No, oddly enough, I haven't. Though I've asked him to do so for me a number of times. He's played with it a little for me of course, but that's about it. Maybe men in general are just too self conscious about doing that in front of someone, which is why I was so pleased...when you did...for me." It was a joy to see the smile on Jared's face when I said that. I glanced down towards his crotch, purposely...though there was no way of course that I could see him as he sat in front of the desk, though for a moment I did so as though having x-ray vision or something. I smiled as he fidgeted in his seat, as though I actually might have. "So...was it anything like you hoped it would be when you...ah, when you stood there watching me?" he nervously stated, and immediately adding to that before I could even respond, apologizing in addition to that. "I'm sorry that it ah...well you know, that it sort of ended the way that it did with the carpet thing and all." I drank the last of the coffee I needed to before sitting my cup down on the corner of Bill's desk. It was now just a matter of time, bidding my time waiting for the perfect moment. "Don't worry about it," I said actually blushing a little, appearing to be flustered. "Though I have to admit Jared, I found it very, very arousing, watching you. Having never actually watched a man so openly pleasuring himself, and then cumming the way you did, well...it was just pure erotic, and to be honest..." I reached for my cup, my eyes locked on his when I did, my hand as I hoped glancing off the side of it as I now felt it leave the desk, dropping down into my lap just the way I'd planned it. The moment it did, I stood up alarmed looking down at myself. Sure enough, there was just enough coffee to have made a rather large noticeable stain on my skirt, and nowhere else. "Fuck!" I cried out in alarm, startling poor Jared as he stood too, unsure of what to do himself. "And my new skirt too!" I exclaimed further. I didn't hesitate however, immediately unzipping my skirt dropping it where I stood. I caught an appreciative glance out of the corner of my eye as Jared took in the frilly laced red panties I was wearing as opposed to a simple thong. "Where's your mom's laundry room?" I now asked. Obviously I knew where it was, downstairs in the basement, but I didn't recall ever being down there when I'd seen Jared in the past. "I need to get these washed before the stain sets in!" I said worriedly. As I'd hoped, Jared immediately told me to follow him. Seconds later we were racing downstairs towards the basement, me in my likewise soiled panties as I ran after him. As I'd asked her to do for me, Susan had sorted out a pile of whites, which sat in a basket next to the washer as though preparing the next load. In addition to that, she also had a small pile of bright colors next to it, which I'd also asked her to place there for me. As I stood there in front of Susan's washer using some of her pretreatment on my skirt before tossing it, and then some of her own whites in the washer, I could almost feel Jared's eyes boring into my ass as he stood behind me patiently waiting. As he did, I could feel a renewed trickle of my own moisture and smiled to myself as I knew I was adding a bit more of my female essence to them, hoping he'd be considering that too when moments later I turned likewise taking them off. Much to his surprise. "Damn, a little of the coffee soaked through and into these too!" I said as I turned now slipping them off. "Thank god there wasn't as much," I then added, not feeling at all embarrassed to be standing there in nothing but my skin tight top once again, another reminder of yesterday perhaps. Tossing my red panties onto the colored pile, I now looked over at Jared. His eyes just then coming up to meet mine after standing there gazing at my openly displayed pussy. He swallowed. "Jared? Do you think your mother would mind if I were to borrow a pair of her panties? At least until mine are washed?" I now asked. He swallowed again, looking at me, his lips having gone dry as he licked them. "No...probably not," he slightly stammered. "Good, could you show me where she might keep them?" I now asked. This time, I purposely led the way, which I was pretty sure Jared was pleased to see me do as he followed me back up the stairs to his mother's room, staring at the back of my bare ass the entire way. "Where's she keep them? I asked turning towards him once again as we entered her bedroom. I already knew of course, but I was also curious if he would. "Well, a lot of her stuff, bras and panties and things are in her top drawer, but her really nice stuff is actually in the bottom drawer," he told me. I didn't react as though his knowing that would be out of the norm, thanking him and smiling at him as I bent over, opening the bottom drawer. I knew as I did so, I was again giving him a perfect view of not only my ass, but most likely my puffy swollen lips as I rummaged around in Susan's drawer, especially with Jared standing directly behind me as I did so. I was half hoping he'd just walk up to me with his cock sticking out, and shove it in. Not at all surprised when he didn't. "Wow, your mom's got a lot of nice stuff," I said still looking. I smiled upon seeing a pair of crotch-less blue panties, but quickly discarded them. "A bit too obvious," I thought. I wanted to find something I could actually wear and sit around in for a bit, giving him some food for thought without making things obvious. I found three different pair that I thought would work, and then decided to make a game out of that, holding them up in order to show him. "What do you think Jared?" I held up a pair of black lace, a similar pair of white ones, and then a pair of light blue almost sheer panties that left very little to the imagination. I found it interesting that I could actually be standing there not even wearing any, though his eyes were suddenly glued to the three pair I was holding up. "I'm not sure your mom and I even wear the same size," I told him, though I happened to know we did. "And I know this might sound a little silly under the circumstances, but would you mind telling me if they look ok when I try them on?" I now asked. "I don't want to look silly in them, even if I'm only going to be wearing them while I'm waiting for mine to get washed," I then added, hoping my somewhat flawed reasoning would be enough. "Ah sure...he said actually taking a seat on the end of his parents bed as I began to step into the black ones. Looking down, I again grinned to myself, adlibbing here as things progressed. "Would it bother you if I took off my top?" I now asked, though he was once again staring directly at my openly displayed pussy. "Blue doesn't go very well with black," I then told him. "We won't know if the bottoms look ok, with that color of top on," I then informed him. Jared however merely agreed, accepting my crazy logic as quite natural as he sat there nodding his head trying to look serious and concerned for me. I now stood, the panties not all the way up yet, still draped just above my knees as I now slithered out of my top, tossing it over onto the bed. I didn't even meet Jared's eyes this time as I looked over towards him, his eyes looking elsewhere as I once again bent over, now pulling Susan's black lace panties up into place. "What do you think?" I asked, and then turned slowly around so he could give me his honest opinion. His hesitation once again proving to be perfect, as I pretended it was some sort of indecision on his part, or that they didn't look very good on me. "No?" I said already taking them off. "Let's try the white ones then." I had already known when picking the white ones out they wouldn't look very flattering on me. They rode a bit too high up on the waist for my tastes, but having a slightly smaller waist than Susan did anyway, they'd look disproportionate on my body. Even so I once again stood, turning around waiting for Jared's approval or disapproval. "I like the black ones better," he told me enthusiastically. As he did, as he sat staring at my body, I took the moment to glance at his crotch, sure enough...pleased to see that there was a nice sized bulge already noticeable when I did. "Yeah me too. But let's see how the blue one's look," I said making a bit of a show out of it, taking off the white ones, and then holding up the almost sheer blue ones, turning them about to ensure I had them the right way, and then acting like I wasn't sure if they were actually inside out or not. Once again I caught Jared looking at me as I stood there wasting time, but giving him plenty to look at as I did that. I finally slipped them on, liking not only the way they looked on me, but even the way they felt. Susan might not get these back as I turned looking at myself in the mirror first, and then back around once again facing Jared. "Well?" "Oh yeah...those look really nice," he told me. "Better on you than on..." He caught himself looking up towards me. I grinned at him. "So you have seen these before on your mom then?" I asked teasingly. He truly was blushing now, nodding his head. "Yeah, by accident," he explained. "I once walked in on her while she was getting undressed," he told me. "She happened to have that very same pair on at the time," he then added. "Funny you mentioned that," I now said implementing the second phase of my plan. "It just so happens that the chapter I'm just starting to edit deals with an experience similar to that," I told Jared. The truth was, there was no such chapter, but I decided to use that as further enticement, not that he really needed any. I could clearly see Jared was once again as hard as a rock now. It was more a matter of his working up the courage in an effort to seduce me, if he was in fact ever going to. "Oh?" Jared said obviously interested, "Tell me about it." "Well it is pretty naughty, but as we both are grownups here, and as you did masturbate for me so openly yesterday, I guess it's ok for me to tell you what happens in the story," I told him. I then crossed over to the bed sitting down on it, and then lay back making myself comfortable. I patted the bed next to me, indicating that Jared should perhaps do the same while I told him where I was at in the story. He was blushing again, but smiling too as he lay back on the bed next to me. "Go ahead, tell me. Like you said...we're both adults, and I am curious," he stated. "Well, as you already know, I'm editing the experiences and exploits of the main character whose memories I am reading through here. One of which was one he'd had when he was just about your age in fact. He indicated...in the story...how he'd gone into his mother's room to ask her about something. Used to seeing her in various stages of undress, it wasn't uncommon for him to have done so, or even in seeing her partially nude, or even in the nude all together. As he stood there talking to her, watching her undress, he recalls how she was wearing a particular pair of very sexy underwear at the time. She had removed them, discarding them onto the floor in preparation for bathing for the evening prior to retiring, and then asked him to gather up her things, and take them into the laundry for him, which he of course did." "Of course," Jared said nodding his head as though envisioning something very similar himself. "Anyway...when he got down to the laundry room he noticed that the crotch of his mother's panties were still a bit moist, so he sniffed them, and in doing so, found it to be rather arousing. So then he decided to do something else with them too," I said winking. "What?" "Well...they obviously felt nice, slinky, sexy...so having an erection, he proceeded to stroke his young cock with his mother's panties, eventually having an orgasm, and cumming in them," I told him. "Wow...that is nasty isn't it?" He said looking at me curiously. "Nasty hot!" I responded back. "Admittedly Jared, and since we're talking openly like adults here, I will be perfectly candid with you about it, I thought the scene as he wrote it was very, very erotic. I could easily see this young man, standing there stroking his hard erect cock with his mother's panties, eventually showering them with a nice thick creamy load of cum, much like yours was yesterday, when you came!" Jared was obviously horny, aroused...but he was also getting fidgety again. I knew then he was struggling with his feelings and emotions. It was time to ease off and let things settle down for a bit. "Anyway...thought I'd share with you what I was working on, but speaking of which, I guess I really should get back to doing just that." I sat up, standing up once again turning towards him. "While I do that though...would it bother you if I just worked the way I'm dressed now? I mean...unless you have friends coming over or something, it would just feel sort of sexy/nice to stay like this for a bit, at least until my clothes have been washed and dried." "Oh no...go right ahead!" He assured me. "I don't have any plans for today either, and none of my friends are coming over either, so you don't have to worry about that. But that reminds me, I probably should go downstairs and check on the laundry, see how it's going," he said standing up. "And after I do that...I'll bring us up some more coffee." "I'll try very hard not to spill it this time," I said winking at him once again, and then followed him out the door of his parent's room, soon after heading back down the hall into Bill's study as Jared ran downstairs to check on the laundry. ** I'd have given anything to see what he'd do when he did. Wondering if in fact...he would. The subject had certainly been interesting enough for him, and he was certainly hard and erect. I half hoped he'd only use my panties just enough to get even more aroused, imagining him standing there sniffing them, and then wrapping them around his dick to stroke himself with. Perhaps, having done that, and with me sitting half naked in his father's study, he'd return even more aroused. After all, I certainly was! It was perhaps twenty minutes later when I heard him returning. Plenty of time for him to have gotten off if that's what he did. He was smiling as he brought us in two fresh cups of hot coffee. This one I'd be more careful with. I couldn't afford not to. I stood and walked over to sit down on the small little couch as opposed to remaining behind the desk. And though he could clearly see my exposed breasts of course, it was the sheer light blue panties I was only wearing that caught his immediate attention. To my surprise, rather than taking a seat in one of the two chairs, Jared actually joined me on the couch. Guilty Pleasures Ch. 05 "I put your skirt in the dryer," he told me. "I didn't do anything with your red panties though," he then blushed as though he'd just confessed to something realizing what he'd just said, quickly continuing on. "I ah...wasn't sure if there was something special you needed to do, some ah...you know, delicate wash or something, so I didn't do anything with them, I mean...to them," he stammered. "Was that something you'd think about?" I boldly asked catching him a little off guard, especially since he wasn't sure what it was exactly I was eluding to. "Or perhaps ever do?" I now asked. His mouth was open, as though still trying to decide if we were talking about the same thing. I saw the confusion in his eyes, and the somewhat worried look. "What I'm talking about is the guy in the story. Like yesterday Jared, the idea intrigues me, you know...watching a man playing with himself was erotic enough, but to imagine him doing what with a pair of panties is even more erotic don't you think?" I then asked. "I don't know...maybe," he said hesitating. "Is...is that something you'd find sensual, erotic naughty as you said?" "Very naughty, and very sensual. And like yesterday Jared, it would give me a better idea as to what he...the character in the book, was feeling when he did that with his mothers panties," I laughed realizing something. "What?" "Well, it's just that, I'm wearing YOUR mother's panties, right now. The ones you told me you once saw her in. Sort of seems fitting, perfect actually, if maybe I were to..." I stood up and began taking them off. Jared's eyes grew wide as he saw me doing that. "You want me to..." "Only if you want to, if you're comfortable enough for me to see you do that, sort of like yesterday, only with these..." I now said holding them up in my hand waving them around in front of his face as though attempting to hypnotize him with them, which ironically I was nearly doing. Jared's eyes actually following the movement as they dangled there midair on the tip of my finger. The suggestion itself more than enough as he suddenly undid the belt on his jeans, lowering the zipper. I knelt in front of him then, the panties in my teeth, pulling on his jeans until they came off. The moment I had, his cock sprang up firm and strong, he had worn no underwear, which pleased me that he might have actually been in hopes of a repeat encounter. As his hard cock sprang, slapping against his chest, I dropped the pair of his mothers, my now worn panties over his prick, watching as the leg snared on the tip, wrapping itself about his shaft. Jared moaned looking down, seeing and feeling them as they now dangled there. "Fuck that looks hot!" I honestly stated. I continued to kneel there in front of him between his legs, watching as his hand came up to better wrap the thin slick material about his cock. I knew damn good and well he could feel the moisture of the crotch touching him, I had felt it myself, even tasted myself as I held them in my mouth. Jared indeed now began running his mothers panties up and down his cock, bunching them about the head for a moment, rubbing himself pleasurably. "How does it feel?" I asked curiously, wondering because I really did. "Go ahead, maybe you won't feel what I'm feeling, but it might at least give you some sort of idea!" He was right about that, he'd just given me another idea as my hand now took over for his, sliding the material once again up his shaft and then down again, slowly, sensually. Jared rested his head against the back of the couch, closing his eyes, moaning. I could hear his toes actually flicking against one another as I did that. I then squeezed his prick, saw a thick droplet of his precum ooze from the tip, gathering it up and meshing it within the crotch of his mother's panties, essentially mixing it with my own. "Fuck that feels nice," he moaned once again, his head slowly turning from side to side. "I bet it does!" I purred hotly. "And I bet it's not the first time you've felt this either is it?" I softly asked, still languidly stroking his cock. "Na....no," he finally admitted, grunting as I worked his cock slowly up and down, then running the soft silky material back and forth across the tip of his cock using only the material of the panties to do so with as I did that. Once again he groaned deeply, looking down at me. "I used to fantasize...do that sometimes," he stated through clipped speech, "while...while jerking off with them." "Did you fantasize about fucking your mother then?" I asked curiously. "Yes," he admitted once again breathing harder now. "But not in her...just, just against her, while she was wearing these," he told me. "Until...until I squirted. Until I came...but never, ever inside her," he told me as though needing to say that. "What else did you think about?" I now asked. I had placed the panties over his cock, now covering him almost entirely with them. I leaned over, hovering just above his cock, once again squeezing it until I saw another nice droplet of his cum drool suddenly seep through the sheer material. Even before I realized what I was doing, I stuck out my tongue, licking it up. Licking the very tip of his prick through the material. "Oh fuck! Fuck! That feels nice," he said urging me to continue. I couldn't believe how aroused I was! Looking down at his enormous prick, so swollen and now purple looking, I literally tightened the material of his mother's panties around the head so that it now actually looked painted on. I then opened my mouth, and drew his prick in, panties and all...sucking him. Jared went nuts. Thrashing almost wildly now, his hands coming down to hold my head as I sucked him, one hand now cupping his heavy ball sack, kneading it, the other just holding his prick, keeping the material tight around his cock for the moment as I mouthed him, letting him feel my hot breath, the wetness from my saliva and his own secretions which now dampened the panties clinging to him even more so. "Fuck Jen...I can't hold out, if you don't stop..." I let him know I had no intention of stopping, if anything, swallowing his cock panties and all, taking him as deeply as I could into my throat. As I did, I felt his ass lift and come straight off the couch, a second later, the explosion following as he strained his semen through the panties, the liquid spurts only slightly buffeted in their intensity as he squirted over and over again through them, and then into me as I swallowed, taking his delicious, somewhat salty semen into my throat. After Jared had collapsed from the intensity of his orgasm, now just sitting there, I removed my mouth from his prick, taking the panties with me as I did. Lying on the floor on my back, legs spread, bent at the knee, I now proceeded to masturbate myself with the wet sticky, very creamy cum-soaked panties I'd just taken from him. It was almost surreal. At the moment, I think I was more aroused than I'd been in a long time, including that wild evening we had all spent together the past weekend. I'd never really considered myself to be an exhibitionist, not in any real sense. But now...here I was, openly displaying myself, my inhibitions though few they might be, had flown right out the window. I was so damn horny I couldn't see straight, laying there, rubbing my best friends cum-soaked panties, which were literally filled with her son's cum. I felt the slippery goo still clinging to them, his cum paste now being worked into a frothy mixture that teased and pleasured my own sweet clit as the fluid from my pussy literally flowed from me, adding to the new concoction. Jared sat there on the couch, still looking a bit wild-eyed as he stared at me, all pretense of decorum having gone as I too now frantically sought relief. One hand snaking up to pull and pinch on my nipples, the other still frantically working between my legs as I all but stuffed Susan's slick panties into my cunt. I looked up, saw Jared standing above me, once again his prick beginning to rise so soon after his own climatic encounter. "Fuck Jen! Put them on, please Jen...put them back on for me!" He pleaded. Susan's panties were soaked, I was soaked, yet I did as he asked. Slipping back into them again as wet as they now were. At last pulling them back up into place again, Jared knelt down between my legs, I saw his enormous, hungry looking cock as he held it within his hand, leaning forward now resting it against the barely covered opening of my split. I desperately wanted him to fuck me, but if this was how it was to start, then I was more than willing. I felt the hard firm press of Jared's cock not quite entering as the material of Susan's panties barred the way. At the same time, I felt the material stretch out over my clit, rubbing it, as he did the same. The tip of his prick spearing me again and again in vain, though the sensation itself felt incredible. I bucked against him as though being fucked, taking the term "dry humping" to a whole new level. Jared held his shaft, rubbing it up and down my panty covered split, and then side to side, slapping my cunt, spanking it with his shaft, and then driving himself once again against my split as we crashed together in a pulsating gyration of wanton lust and desire. As he cried out in ecstasy climaxing once again, I joined him. I felt the seepage of his warm sperm bathing my lips, the squishy decadent erotic sounds of his spending, and then mine, filling the air. We each cried out in glee and excitement, uttering words of pure vulgarity back and forth as we thrashed about there on his father's floor until each of us was spent, utterly and completely. A long time passed before either one of us moved. And then finally Jared did, his senses long before mine did...returning. "I should probably go down and check on the laundry," he told me. "I'll come with you," I said, still breathless...but I wanted to do so and have the opportunity to confirm what I hoped I would find. He initially appeared nervous in my saying that, but then quickly led the way back downstairs once again. It took only a moment for me to confirm my suspicions, smiling inwardly without making the obvious known to him. I had specifically positioned my panties in such a way on the colored pile, that I would know if they had been touched or moved again. They had been. Ignoring them completely however, I now removed the dripping wet panties I was wearing, now smeared with even more cum than before. Rather than adding them to the pile beneath me, I handed them to Jared. "Keep these. I'll tell your mother how I spilled coffee on my stuff, and how I had to borrow a pair of hers to wear home. I'll leave mine here until she's had a chance to wash them later. In the meantime, if she ever asks, or wonders where these happened to disappear to, I'll tell her I misplaced them and offer to get her another pair." Jared was grinning from ear to ear as he accepted this special gift from me, of our erotic naughty little encounter. With my skirt now dry once again, I put it back on, along with the top I had left upstairs. With Jared spent, as much as I was myself, he retreated to the security and comfort of his own room for a while, left with his own thoughts perhaps, just as I was. Two hours later about the time I usually went home, Jared returned. "I'll be here in the morning," he informed me. "For a while, just in case there's anything else you'd like to discuss or look into," he said. "But I have plans tomorrow afternoon with my friends that I can't really get out of," he said almost dejectedly. "Then we'll see you in the morning," I told him. "And I'm sure after I read through and finish up the stuff I started on today, there might indeed be a few more things that might be interesting to...discuss," I said grinning at him. ** As promised, the moment I got home I called Susan. I gave her a blow-by-blow description of everything we did, everything we said. I wouldn't have bet against the fact she was sitting there in her office playing with herself as I did so. I could hear the excitement in her own voice as she periodically stopped me, asked questions, or had me repeat to her what I'd just told her again. "So anyway...I owe you a pair of panties," I told her, to which she laughed. "Don't worry about them," she again giggled. "I consider them a good investment. Though I am surprised he didn't just fuck you when he had the chance." "So am I," I freely admitted to her. "But I honestly think he was relieving something else at the time, and that took precedence even over losing his virginity." "Yeah, you're probably right. But obviously now...I think it's only a matter of time." In that, I agreed with her. It probably was. "By the way...what was it about Rob you were going to tell me?" she now asked just as curious as she'd been when I'd hinted about it before, if not more so now. I then told her everything that had happened the night before, and how that had given me the idea to do this, curious if it might have the same effect on Jared, that it obviously had had on Rob. "Have you ever caught Bill doing that?" I asked her. "You know...funny that you mention it now, after all this. I can't say as I've actually caught him doing it? Though I have in the past had a few suspicions here and there that he did. But...I can tell you, that more often than not, if we're just masturbating one another, or fooling around that way? He does prefer it when I finish him off with my panties. So in that sense, I'd have to say yes. And one more thing while I'm thinking about it. About a year ago, we were both getting ready for work. Bill had commented on how cute and sexy my panties were, which at the time was all I was wearing. I then commented on how cute he looked in his short boxers, to which he said he thought I'd look damn fucking sexy in those too. I laughed...I remember telling him that I thought he'd look damn fucking sexy in my panties, and as a lark, we traded...just for the day. But the thought of him wearing my silky's and me his, kept us both horny and on the edge all day long. That night, we fucked like minks for what seemed like an eternity. It turned out to be one of the more passionate evenings we've ever spent together, and he admitted to me, that wearing my panties all day had been a major turn on for him." I was curious, asking her if they'd done that again. "Only once, but it was damn near the same thing all over again. Though why we haven't done so since then escapes me. Perhaps it's time we do so...past time!" she laughed out loud. "Especially now after having heard all this!" Having heard that, I couldn't help but wonder if all men, at least at one time or another hadn't jerked off into a pair of women's panties. I had never myself ever used them before today to pleasure myself with. But the erotic, almost obscene use of them as I did so today, was something I knew damn well I would eventually want to do again. I giggled as I thought about it, wondering...and then knowing just how excited Rob would be, should I ever suggest it to him. "Well, now I'm horny as hell, and Bill's got bowling tonight! I'm half tempted to come over to your place and make you and Rob take care of me!" she then added, though I heard a hopeful tone to her voice as though actually wanting me to invite her. Any other time, I might have considered it, but tonight...I fully intended on relieving the experience of what I'd gone through today with Rob after he got home. Especially after wanting to hear all the juicy details. And I knew, when I told him, though I would keep secret from him my own knowledge of what I'd seen him doing, that it would still no doubt escalate into the very thing that I wanted to do, and to feel again. "Tell you what girl-friend. Your son told me he has plans with his friend's tomorrow afternoon, so he won't be there. Why don't you take the afternoon off and come home, meet me at your place then. I'm sure, the two of us can come up with something exciting to do." "You've got a deal!" Sue told me, as I now knew she had indeed been playing with herself. "I've got pussy juice all over my fucking chair thanks to you," then she giggled, and perhaps...another soiled pair of panties to add to the pile in the laundry. She called me later that evening, informing me that my panties were no longer in her laundry room, just as I hoped they wouldn't be. ** Guilty Pleasures Ch. 06 I woke up to the sound of my phone ringing. I rolled over in bed looking at the caller ID. In the background I could hear the sound of the shower running. Rob was busy getting ready for work, it was 6:15. I knew without even looking that the only person who would call me at this ungodly hour would be Susan. And sure enough it was. "What's up?" I answered still sounding sleepy. "I hope I woke you," she laughed. "I hate that you get to sleep in and the rest of us all have to get up early and go to work." "So get a real job," I laughed stretching in bed enjoying the feel of my bare skin against the cool morning sheets. But I was also remembering the nice long slow fuck I had enjoyed with my husband after he had gotten home too. And...we'd enjoyed some panty play as well, something that had been a major turn on for us both. He had licked and eaten me through a pair of my favorite panties, and then had tickled my clit with his cock through them as well (though that was something I hadn't shared with him that Jared had done to me the day before...which had been a major turn on for me when he had). "So like I said...what's up?" "Thought I'd give you a heads up before you come over this morning," Susan began. "Jared got home last night in a fairly shitty mood. I don't think his date with his new girlfriend went very well. I could tell he was frustrated, and though I got him to sit down and tell me a little about it, he was still a little uncomfortable telling 'mom' all the gory details. Suffice it to say, maybe you'll have better luck getting him to open up about it than I did. But don't be surprised when you do come over, that he's less than his usual chipper self." Once again Susan laughed. "In fact...at this point I think all you'd have to do is stretch out naked on our bed, and Jared would fuck you in a heartbeat. I think he's about ready to blow a gasket after the way he looked when he came home last night." "I'm not an auto...or rather a Jared body shop," I quipped. I don't do repairs. But...if I can get him to open up to me about whatever problems he is having, perhaps that will give me some insight as to where things are headed...or not as far as his virginity is concerned. And don't worry...I'll fill you in on all the details later on, provided of course, Jared doesn't swear me to secrecy about them. Like I told you before, if he does that...then I start playing doctor instead of mechanic here, and confidentiality becomes paramount for me." "Ok," Susan said agreeing with me. "And what about this afternoon? Still want me to take off early and meet you?" I had almost forgotten about that, though I had mentioned it to Rob the night before, asking him if he was ok with Susan and I getting together the next afternoon for a bit of naughty fun. Needless to say, he told me to "go for it" as long as I filled him in later, once again...giving him a blow-by-blow description while doing exactly that. Aroused as he became after hearing Susan and I might indeed get together the following day, adding a pair of my sexiest panties into our lovemaking after that was easy. It had been a long time since Rob had come three times in one night. "Sure...looking forward to that in fact," I told her. "But...let me call you before you do come home to make sure that Jared in fact is still meeting up with his friends later." Once again Susan giggled. "Pretty bad when I have to call to see if it's ok if I sneak back to my own home," she told me. "But...I'll wait to hear from you before leaving," she added. "But speaking of naughty fun, Bill's already asking me to check with you and Rob about having another get-together sometime soon here too," she then added. "So ask Rob about that when you get a chance." Now it was my turn to laugh. Rob had stepped out of the shower coming back into the bedroom seeing me on the phone and knowing who it was I was obviously talking to. He was already sporting an erection much to my surprise. "Ask him yourself, he's standing here in front of me with a nice morning woody," I told her. "So why don't you do just that...see what he has to say about it while I take care of this!" I handed Rob the phone, leaned over and took his nice hard cock into my mouth. He groaned into the mouthpiece, moments later dropping the phone on the bed. I heard Susan laughing on the other end. "I take it that's a yes," she said...and then heard nothing but dial tone and the sound of Rob's labored breathing. ** I arrived around the time I usually did, but Jared was nowhere in sight. I did however smell fresh coffee, so walked into the kitchen area to pour myself a cup. There was a small note propped up against the side of an empty cup with my name on it. In Susan's handwriting it said simply, "Good luck!" I allowed myself a heavy sigh, poured my coffee, and then made my way upstairs to actually begin working. Whatever mood Jared was actually in, he'd have to be the one to approach me, if and when he decided to get up. Obviously, he was still asleep and indeed in a bit of a grumpy mood. This one I really was going to have to play by ear and see how things went, but I wasn't very optimistic about it either. It was well over an hour later when I finally heard his footsteps as he came up the stairs. I looked up from the PC as he poked his head into the room. He was bleary-eyed, his hair not even properly brushed yet as he stood there looking in on me. "Sorry I wasn't up to meet you," he apologized. "Sort of had a late night," he added. "A late night? Or a bad night?" I asked holding in a smile. He stepped a little further into the room. "I take it mom called you." "Yeah, she did. But she didn't tell me much, only that you and your girlfriend of the moment aren't getting along very well. Want to tell me about it?" I pushed my chair away from the desk expectantly, hoping Jared would see that as a sign of real interest. He did, smiling slightly and then walking over to take one of the two seats sitting in front of me. I now stood up, walking over, taking the other one. He sat quietly for a moment, perhaps wondering if he should. I sat patiently waiting for him to begin without saying anything. "I like you," he told me. "I like you too," I answered back still waiting. He smiled at hearing that and began to open up a little as I sat there listening to him. "I think it's easier for me to talk to you as opposed to mom," he'd started as I simply nodded my head. "Maybe because you and I..." he added without finishing the thought, to which I again smiled, still nodding. "Anyway...Cheryl, my girlfriend, mom thinks she's a bit of a prick tease, and maybe she is...but there's a lot more to it than that. It's complicated," he said pausing, releasing a heavy sigh of his own. "Aren't most relationships?" I challenged back. "Even the really good ones take effort," I counseled, to which Jared now nodded his head. "Yeah, maybe they do...but part of my problem with Cheryl is, my lack of experience, and her having quite a bit of it." Now I really was confused here. I wasn't expecting to hear that. "I take it...she isn't a virgin then." "No, she's not. And it's not that, that bothers me, or is really the problem." "Why don't you tell me just exactly what the problem is then?" I asked. "Maybe...I can help you sort it all out?" Once again he sighed, but then thanked me for listening to him. "Part of the problem is because she has had sex...and I haven't. She sort of likes the idea that we're taking things slowly." "Nothing wrong with doing that," I told him. "No...there isn't," he agreed. "And I like that we have been. What I don't like...is when she tells me that what I'm doing is wrong, or that she doesn't like it, or that because I am so inexperienced, that I need to let her show me certain things. She makes me feel stupid, inadequate," he finished looking down at his hands, which he'd locked together in his lap. On the one hand, I had to admire the girl. It was obvious she did indeed know what she wanted, and was in a way attempting to teach Jared that. On the other, I wanted to shake her...she was obviously going about it the wrong way. And if she continued to do so, I didn't hold out much hope for this relationship. He looked up at me with puppy dog eyes. "I mean shit Jen, I know I don't know much...I don't have as much experience with women as a lot of other guys do, I'll be the first to admit it. But if I do, do something wrong, or something she doesn't like, she gets frustrated with me, and then we're right back to square one again, and when that happens, it's like days before we even attempt to do anything again. In the meantime, I'm getting more and more frustrated with her, and starting to wonder if this whole relationship thing with her is even worth it. Had it not been for you," he grinned. "I'd have probably gone off on her...and not in a good way either!" That one I did have to laugh at, easing the tension a little, as he finally relaxed. "She might indeed be a bit more experienced in that department," I told him. "But she's not acting or being very mature either. You on the other hand have just the opposite problem. And maybe that's where I can help at least a little anyway." "Help how?" he now asked curiously. "Well for starters, what is it she thinks you're doing wrong? And what is it you've been doing anyway? Obviously...you're still a virgin yes?" Jared nodded his head. "So it's obviously nothing to do with that...yet," I added winking at him. "So...why don't we start with the first so-called problem area, and take it from there." Jared had finally relaxed enough to begin laying it all out. As I'd guessed, the main issue between them at the moment was with regards to oral sex, mostly on his end according to what he said. "I take it, you have done this with other girls in the past? Or is this a first for you here too?" I asked him. "A couple of times yes, but admittedly Jen, it didn't seem to go as well with them either, so obviously I am doing something wrong here. And if I am...then I do want to learn and figure out what I'm doing that is wrong, or why they don't like it. But so far, all I'm getting is a lot of negative feedback, and nothing positive. How the hell am I ever going to learn that way?" "You aren't," I agreed. "At least not like that. But...if you're willing, I really do think I can help you, and that I can do in a little different way than Cheryl obviously has been. So...if you're willing, I am. But it's entirely up to you." I saw the look of relief in his eyes as he glanced up towards me. "Then teach me," he said. "Show me what I'm doing wrong." "First things first," I told him. "Let's set the mood, and get comfortable. That's the most important thing, next to hygiene that is," I said smiling at him. "Which means...you need a shower. So let's begin with that. But...I'll join you, and we'll take it from there and go on to the next step once we're all squeaky clean here shall we?" I could see that Jared was definitely up for that. Once again wearing only his pajama bottoms and nothing else, his erection was already poking well up through the material of them as he sat there. He even looked down at himself realizing that he was, and blushed a little. I stood up, pulling him along with me taking his hand. Once he was, I then reached over, grasping his hard cock through the lightweight flannel material of his pajamas, and then pulled him along behind me while holding it into his parents' bedroom and their much larger shower. We soaped one another from head to toe, even going so far as to wash one another's hair. I also noticed as we did that, he had some obvious stubble growing around his pubic region, he shaved which I admired his doing, now taking the razor and beginning to shave him myself. I was pleased at his trusting me to do so as I quickly smoothed him up, likewise gently lifting his balls, shaving those as well until he was as baby smooth as I was once again. I then skinned back the foreskin on Jared's penis, washing him thoroughly teasing him a little as I did so. "Ok, now your turn to wash me," I told him as I lifted one leg up on the corner shelf there in the shower stall. Jared knelt beneath me, his face only inches away from my pussy as he gingerly soaped me up once again, only this time looking at me as he did so. "Go ahead...take your time, wash everything, look at it as you do, familiarize yourself with me," I told him. "But more importantly, enjoy yourself while you do." I didn't have really long labia, but I enjoyed it when he pulled on each one stretching them out as he washed them, running a slippery finger alongside each of them, in addition to dipping the tip of his finger inside me. His look of utter fascination as he took his time admiring, just looking at me was arousing in and of itself. I could feel the moisture already beginning to pool between my legs, which he quickly discovered, looking up towards me, licking his finger off tasting me before sticking it briefly inside me once again. We took an inordinate amount of time there in the shower, just touching, mostly looking becoming familiar and acquainted with one another's bodies, without the worry or concern of doing so in an attempt to get one another off. That would come later...much, much later. By the time we were both so aroused, we'd have popped without even touching one another further, it was time to get out, drying one another off as we did. I then led him out of the room as opposed to lying him down on his mother's bed. I didn't want him to feel uncomfortable about doing that, or having any worries or concerns about leaving a trace of our activities there. Leading him once again by the cock, he followed me back down the stairs into the living room where we pulled off all the cushions on the couch making a little bed on the floor. I lay down amongst them, propping my head up on one of the pillows, spreading my legs bending them at the knee. "Take your time Jared, just look at me, touch me, do whatever you want...but just take your time, we're not in any hurry here. And it's also not a time for instructions, or orgasms...or anything like that. It's just about fun, adventure, and in your getting to know me, ok?" I could see by the smile on his face he was more than relaxed. Even his cock had actually deflated a little, becoming slightly flaccid again, but I was actually happy to see that as he positioned himself there on the floor, between my legs, and for the longest time, just looked at me. Eventually I felt his finger again as he ran it up and down between my legs, ever so lightly...so teasingly, and I moaned, groaning pleasurably at his touch. He smiled at that, laughingly, doing it again, playfully, erotically. And oh so sensually. "I think I'm ready now," he told me. "I want to taste you, lick you...eat you. But more importantly, I want you to tell me what I'm doing right...or doing wrong." "I will Jared, but not with words so much, as with actions. What I want you to do, is learn to read my body. If you do that, then you'll know what I like, what feels good or what doesn't. Learn to know the signals, and then keep doing that, or switch off and do something else when the signals are no longer telling you to keep doing the same thing. I might moan, or tremble, even at times speaking to you, but only in a good way...a pleasurable way. Learn to do that, and then you'll know what it is I do like, or what I dislike. Or what it is that I want you to do again. You will begin to know and understand, that perhaps something you tried the first time I wasn't ready for, but then later would be. And just because it might not feel good now, doesn't mean that it won't. Learn to read a woman's body Jared, and she'll become putty in your hands." I then told him that what we would do...afterwards, long after we'd satiated one another that we would indeed sit back and talk about it. I would only then tell him in words, but not during, what it was I enjoyed, or might not have enjoyed, but teaching him in a way where he could better interpret my signals. In that way, he would hopefully gain a better understanding of my body just as he should with any woman's body, and that no two women were ever exactly alike when it came to that either. With patience, understanding and trust in himself, he would learn how to read and come to understand each and every woman independent of one another. Once again I felt the tip of his finger as he began, gently probing me, touching me as I lay there on the floor in front of him. I then felt the tip of his tongue as he touched me exploringly. I loved the way it felt as it danced on the floor of my clit, for a moment...but he indeed went too fast, too quickly, too hard. With the gentle pressure of my hands on his head, I forced him away, backing off. He hesitated only for a moment, and then got the hint, now once again continuing as he feathered my clit so lightly with his tongue...I moaned. "Yes Jared yes! Just like that baby, just like that!" I purred. He now included a single finger inside me, soon after trying to include another. I wiggled away from allowing him to do that, so he went back to one. I moaned again, enjoying it, enjoying the tip of his tongue as it fluttered wildly on the tip of my hard little clit. I groaned audibly, deeply as he ran his tongue up the entire length of my split, flattening it as he continued to tickle me with his finger, once again a bit later adding another. This time I was ready for it, wanting it. "Yes Jared, fuck me with your fingers, lick me, eat me, even suck my clit a little. But do it softly...gentle for a moment. I'll tell you when to do otherwise," I added. He seemed to respond to that, enthusiastically, passionately, enjoying the sounds of my words as he now wrapped his mouth about me, drawing my clit inside, sucking it, and gently chewing it. I was in heaven, and I let him know that. When I came, I tensed up crying out audibly. I arched my back, my ass lifting up off the floor. I then felt his hands as they came up underneath my ass, pressing me into his face, and I came again. He was sucking on my clit, firmly now, damn near swallowing it, and I came again. Over and over I climaxed, the juices now running from my split, washing his face, bathing it in my nectar until he was covered in it, smiling, looking up at me, happy, relaxed, contented. As was I. We sat there on the floor recovering, and though he was now flaccid again, I toyed with it, enjoying that. As did he. And we talked, discussing what we'd just done and shared together, and now in words I told him what I'd liked, what I at first didn't, and then why. He took it all in, smiling, nodding his head in understanding. It was like a light-bulb had gone off inside of his head. "Now I understand, now I see what you mean," he told me. "It hasn't been like that before. I kept trying to do this, or do that, failing every time, getting frustrated, as obviously she did, as she was. But now at least I think I know what you meant, what you were constantly trying to show me." We sat there talking for the longest time, I continued to idly play with his prick, though it remained somewhat soft as I did. There were no expectations, no urgency as we did that. It was soft, it was sweet. And then he finally surprised me. "Jen? Can I ask you a personal question? A very personal question? And you don't have to answer me either, unless you want to. Unless you're comfortable enough in doing so." "Go ahead, ask me," I told him. "Not at all worried by what I might answer...if I did. It was a time of openness between us, trust, honesty. So I did when he asked me, even though I was surprised by what he did ask. "Have you and mom...you know, messed around a little?" He asked. Guilty Pleasures Ch. 06 "Why do you ask that?" I questioned him curiously. But I likewise knew that now was a time for truth here. If he really wanted to know, I would tell him. "I've overheard a few things here and there, every once in a while, and it's made me curious...you know. I mean, I know you and mom are best friends and such, have been for a long time now. But you two have flirted, and do flirt with one another from time to time too, and it's pretty obvious, so yeah...I was wondering if you had, if you do." I then told him that we had, though it had only been recently that we'd actually begun to, though I didn't go into specific details about it, or really why. He seemed to accept that, and liked the fact we were both so open-minded about it, especially his own mother, but then he surprised me again. "I know I shouldn't be asking you this, and in fact...expect you to say no when I do. But I was wondering..." He paused and I waited as he tried to screw up enough courage to ask me the question, so I finally gave up, prodding him. "Go ahead Jared, ask me. What is it you want to know? Want to do?" He looked me directly in the eyes as he said it. "I want to watch you, watch the two of you together," he told me. "You and mom, making love, going down on one another," he stated. I was to be perfectly honest, flabbergasted that he would actually ask me about that, to do that. "Why?" I asked him. "Wouldn't it bother you? Seeing me with your mother?" "No more than it would probably bother her, seeing you with me," he answered. "I know that's why you're really here...to teach me, to show me a few things, and perhaps even in time, to seduce me, or me you...and thus take my virginity." He had me there, I was totally speechless leaning back against the side of the couch, considering what he'd just said, though I neither confirmed nor denied it, taking a different approach around the subject. "I'm not really sure I'd be too comfortable with that Jared," I told him honestly, simply. "Nor might your mother be, having you standing there watching the two of us." "What if she didn't know?" He asked. "What if I remained hidden away, quiet without her knowing I was even there?" I still didn't know, shaking my head worriedly as I did, actually considering it. "Look Jen, I'll only ask it this one time, and I'll never ask it of you again. Even if you say no now...I won't ask you to do it again for me either, whatever you say, I'll accept. But...it's important for me, things I need to learn and discover about myself, which is the only reason I'm asking it of you, so please...consider it at least." Once again he looked at me boring into me with his eyes as he spoke. "Look, I know she's coming home early today, I overheard her mentioning it to dad this morning out there in the kitchen when they still thought I was sleeping. I could tell by his tone of voice he was excited upon hearing that, as they sat there discussing it, and how things between all of you lately had improved, gotten better, more exciting. And how even their relationship had gotten better because of it. Like they were suddenly all young again, vivacious, constantly aroused, as they were. They even started fucking, right there in the kitchen, on the table, while mom told dad what she hoped she'd soon be doing to you. Admittedly Jen, Jennefer," he said amending the use of my name, more formally now. "It aroused me, excited me...so much so that I immediately ran down to my room and jerked off while thinking about it. Now I can't get the image of it out of my head. So that's why I really would like to see it for myself, watch the two of you together. Perhaps after that I'll be able to...but until then, I can't. I just can't!" I still didn't know, still actually considering it, though his cock had now grown hard once again, very hard in fact as I sat there stroking it with my hand. "What about your friends? Your plans for this afternoon?" I asked, trying to bide time with myself, still considering his request. "Plans change," he said smiling at me, now grinning at me. "I'll still leave if you want me to, if you decide against it, so that you and mom can have fun, with no worries that I'll return anytime soon or interrupt what you're doing. But I'd prefer to come back, quietly, secretly...and watch you, the two of you. Please." He then added. He then outlined for me what he'd do, where he'd be, where it was he wanted us to go so he could indeed watch us secretly, quietly together, fucking and pleasuring one another with our hands, our fingers, our mouths...our bodies. "Ok, against my better judgment, I'll agree Jared. But only this once, and never again. And you must promise me...never to reveal that you did, not to anyone, not any of your friends, your girlfriend...no one. But especially your mother. I don't want to lose her as a friend. So if this comes out, and if she is angry with me because I allowed this, I will hold you accountable for it, and after that, you and I will never be friends again ourselves. Are you willing to risk all that? If any of this should ever come out?" He thought about it briefly, and then said he was. Promising me he would never reveal it, not to anyone...unless I did. I still wasn't too sure about it, but then agreed to go along with his plan, informing him when I did, that I was supposed to call his mother an hour from now, letting her know if she was to come home early or not. He smiled at that, soon after taking me into his arms, kissing me deeply, passionately. I felt his hard firm erection poking me in the chest as he did so, and then I reached down, taking him in my hands first, and soon after my mouth. I licked him and teased him sucking him softly, slowly for the longest time. At first thinking that if I perhaps drained him of his horniness, he might change his mind. But he didn't, if anything becoming more and more aroused, talking about it, talking about his feelings at watching the two of us together. And then I knew he would never let it go until he had, until he had actually seen us, and watched the two of us together. He soon after exploded in my mouth, nearly drowning me when he did. Even then I expected him to be satisfied for a while, but he wasn't. He remained hard, almost impossibly so, so obviously excited and aroused again so soon after. "Wait here, I want to get something...I want you to do something for me," he then added. Jared quickly stood up rushing downstairs to his room, returning moments later holding the blue panties in his hand, his mother's panties, the panties I had worn for him the previous day. He handed them to me, they were clean, freshly washed. He had done them delicately by hand. "What do you want me to do?" I now asked taking them from him as I did. "Cum in them for me, get them all nice and juicy wet again. I want to be able to smell you while I jerk off, watching the two of you together when I do. I want...especially now, to be able to taste you again, while I'm standing there sucking the crotch, tasting your sweet pleasures after you've cum in them for me." I couldn't believe how aroused I was becoming upon hearing him say that. Already I could feel the liquid of my desire beginning to build as I stood up, now slipping the panties on once again. I stood there as Jared sat down on the floor, watching me from below, his face only inches away from my sex as I slid my hand down beneath the waistband of the panties I was once again wearing, and began fingering myself. He sat there fisting his cock, but not in a way so as to make himself climax, only arousing himself, excitedly, all the while watching me as I continued to toy with my clit, feeling the moisture from my pussy begin to soak through the material of his mother's panties, soon drenching them thoroughly, completely. I came again, and then again, feeling the frothy liquid nectar of my spending soiling the crotch, leaking and dripping through it. Quickly afterwards, stripping them off, handing them back to him as he hurriedly ran back down the stairs to his room. As he did, I walked over reaching for the phone. I had a call to make. ** Guilty Pleasures Ch. 07 "Why down here?" Susan asked as I led her downstairs towards the basement shortly after she'd arrived home. "Because, I made a special little place up for us for one thing. But for another, just in case someone does come in, or come home unexpectedly, we have a quick way out, or rather I do anyway," I said grinning at her. "You might get away with being partially undressed being that this is your home, but I think someone coming in and finding me in a likewise state, might raise more than just a few eyebrows." "Like a few cocks you mean?" Susan said snickering. "Especially knowing Jared's friends, I bet you would too!" "Yeah well...which is why it's better to be safe than sorry. And besides, like I said, I fixed up a cozy naughty little place for us to play in." There was a door leading up from the new downstairs den to the outside up a short flight of steps. I had used the reasoning behind coming down here as this room did have a door which I could quickly, and easily slip out of if I needed to. I had also chosen it as a place for us to have fun in because of all the large comfy cushions and soft pliable beanbag like chairs we could also use. All of which I had carefully arranged in order to keep Susan facing in one direction, and me in another. It was the one aspect of Jared's scheme I still wasn't all that comfortable with. Bill had been remodeling the new family den for quite some time now in his spare time. And though he'd most recently finished it, he hadn't as yet started in on the small attached bathroom. It was still nothing more than a tiny little room with no fixtures having been installed within in yet. That's where Jared had proposed he would be, hiding inside the room, peering around the corner at us, spying on us. As long as I kept Susan facing in the opposite direction, which I intended to do with the way I had arranged things, Jared could in a reasonably safe fashion, watch us from his hiding place without Susan's even being aware he was there. The problem with that was, anything could happen. If he sneezed, coughed, accidentally bumped into the wall, or did anything stupid, we'd be found out, and then there would no doubt be hell to pay, all the way around. He'd assured me half a dozen times as he showed me what he'd intended, and where he would be, that he'd be quiet as a mouse, and that his mother would never know he was ever there. The truth was, I hadn't liked it when he'd told me about it in the beginning. Susan was my very best and dearest friend. As much as I wanted to establish some level of trust with Jared, I also didn't want to betray my trust with my best friend either. I was walking a very thin line here, and it was one I could have very easily fallen off of. I had glanced worriedly several times towards the unfinished bathroom, so far...I couldn't detect that Jared was actually standing inside there, actually wondering for a moment if he had perhaps decided against doing so. After we had both gotten undressed, as I'd expected, and as Susan had initially suggested, we sat down in front of one another, legs spread, crossing over one another. Susan's back facing towards the vacant bathroom. She had always enjoyed masturbation, perhaps more than most even, and so included that aspect of her sexuality in almost everything she ever did. And this was to be no exception. She had told me a few days ago how she had recently purchased a new toy, one that we could both use simultaneously. She'd been anxious to try it out, and as she had soon after convinced me, so was I. It was a lot like a double-ended dildo, connecting the two of us together, stiff well enough, though still flexible for comfort and ease of movement, but also working as a vibrator simultaneously too. We'd be experiencing the same sensations together simultaneously as she turned it on to the lowest setting. The life-like looking toy, thick veined now inserted inside each of us as we sat there, legs crossing over one another with the obscene toy bridging the pussy gap between us. "Feels nice doesn't it?" she asked sitting there grinning at me as I sat there grinning back. Truth was, it did. But I passed part of that off on the fact I was highly aroused anyway, and even a vibrating toothbrush on my clit would have felt good at the moment. The fact that there was an element of danger seemed to heighten the intensity of all this too, especially when I got the first indication that Jared was indeed standing back inside the vacant little room he was in. Glancing up looking over Susan's shoulder as we sat there, I saw the first indication of his head just then peeking around the corner looking in at us. Once again, I began to rethink my reasoning here, but it was too late for that now, not with Susan and I sitting there connected to her vibrating toy, Jared behind us standing there in the semi-darkness, no doubt fondling himself as he did so. Admittedly, it was nice, and I was becoming more and more aroused as we continued to sit there facing one another, moving only slightly. Even that I found pleasurable, the slight adjustments we made, did...causing the toy as it rotated, vibrated, and thrust of its own accord, even without our help into us both simultaneously was really quite pleasurable. In addition to that, it was also nice to be able to reach out, sitting there as we caressed and fondled one another's breasts. I did enjoy the sensation of Susan's much larger breasts, her firm erect nipples with tips that were as thick as gumdrops, though much harder as I sat their toying and playing with them, just as she did to mine. And as we did that, I stole quick fleeting glances up and over her shoulder towards the room. Jared himself quite obviously enjoying it as he watched us, sneakily exposing his manhood to me as he allowed it to be seen, the blue panties I had prepared for him once again draped over the end of his prick as he stood there caressing himself with them, watching us. Even that was making me hot. Images of my own husband as I stood there watching him, Susan's sharing of her own encounters with Bill, and then my own most recent experiences with Jared, in particular that very morning. I could feel the intensity of my arousal, passion, horniness...escalating rapidly. Susan and I were both already nearing fever pitch when she decided it was time to do something else, not yet wishing to climax, though I myself was already hovering on the edge. "I need to lick you...taste you," she told me actually licking her own lips as though she was. "How would you like it? Side by side? Sixty-nine? On top? On bottom? Selfish?" "Selfish," I said grinning at her, though I knew by the look on her face, that's what she wanted to do anyway. We both enjoyed that, feeling it, as much as doing it. She pushed me onto my back where I comfortably positioned myself, head slightly raised so I could look down and watch her as she ate me. More importantly however, I also had a clear and unobstructed view back towards the bathroom where Jared stood. Inserting an entirely different toy into herself, she turned it on. I could hear it as it hummed pleasurably away inside her as Susan stretched out her legs behind her, now lying between my legs, her face only inches away. "Two cums...and then me," she said winking, laughing, obviously aroused and highly excited. "I might not make it two cums individually," I told her. "I'm so fucking horny now, I might cum the moment you stick your tongue on me, and then cum again the moment you lick me even then!" "Make it three then," she giggled, and then leaned forward just barely brushing the tip of her tongue up the wet glistening furrow of my sex. I nearly did cum too, as excited as I was, though I somehow managed to hold off, regaining control of myself as Susan's tongue now began to work its magic on me. As she began doing that, I looked up and watched as Jared stepped a bit more boldly, a bit more daringly into view. I knew he could see easily enough from his previous vantage point, almost cursing him for his daring exposure, though I was likewise grateful for it too. He now stood there, still back well enough he could duck in an instant, yet now fully revealed as he stood there fisting and stroking his rigidly hard cock, his mothers panties, soaked through with my own cunt juice, once again sliding up and down along the sides of his shaft as he stood there milking himself. "Fuck your cunts wet and juicy!" She exclaimed. "More so than the other night!" she then added as she tickled my clit with her tongue, her finger sliding in and out of me with a nice smooth rapidity that soon had me pouring out even more of my essence than it was already. "Oh yeah! Yeah! Listen to this!" She now added, and proceeded to finger-fuck me in such a way that neither of us could fail to hear the sloppy-wet sounds my cunt began making. As she did so, I knew that Jared too could easily hear them, stopping briefly as he removed his mother's panties from his cock, now placing them against his face, sucking the crotch, which I knew contained my aroma, my spending as he sucked them into his mouth, his hand once again furiously pumping his cock as I lay there watching him pleasuring himself. If I thought all, or any of this was decadently wicked before, it had gone well beyond that now. I was more than a bit nervous that Jared had so fully exposed himself, though I was well prepared to reach down and shove Susan's face into my pussy if I had to, to keep her from accidentally looking up, turning around. Short of Jared doing anything really stupid, crying out perhaps then he would remain as undiscovered, though it still made me nervous to see him standing there so openly, even if it was damn fucking erotic! When Susan lifted her face away from my wet juicy crotch, I nearly did just that. Seeing her movement however, Jared too immediately disappeared back into the shadows. Looking down I now watched as she cupped one of her magnificent breasts, feeding it to my pussy. This I had never done, or felt before. Grinning, Susan began rubbing my pussy, in particular my clit with her breast. It looked obscene, and felt wonderful. I groaned deeply as she mashed her breast even more fully against my lips, in effect kissing them, and then tit-fucking me as she continued rubbing her breast, her nipple up and down, back and forth against my still oozing cunt. Just the idea alone of her doing that to me triggered the first of my three explosive orgasms. I have never considered myself to be a "squirter" really, I've gotten very wet, extremely wet in that sense perhaps, enough so that I did indeed leak out a substantial amount of slick lubrication when I climaxed, but this...was far beyond anything I had ever done before. I know it had to have been a combination of everything that was going on at the moment. The feel of my best friend's breasts as she literally fucked me with it, driving those fat thick nipples up my split, they way she teased my clit with them driving me insane. Jared...standing there so provocatively, his prick perhaps harder, stiffer and longer than I remembered seeing it, his mother's sheer panties once again draped around it as he stood there, hands free now teasing me with the vision of it. I watched as his prick bounced up and down, using only muscle control in order to do so as the panties still clinging to them waved back and forth erotically as he did that. "Fuck!" Susan squealed out in delight, feeling the copious discharge of my feminine juices as they bathed her breast, soaking it in the rich frothy cream. "That's one!" she said diving back towards my pussy, her lips immediately wrapping around and about my blood engorged clit. I was barely coming down from my first orgasm when the second one hit me as she did that. I screamed out at the top of my lungs, taken by surprise by the intensity of the sensation as she sucked, and now held my clit within her mouth, vibrating it with her tongue. I know it was my unexpected scream of delight that not only startled myself as well as Susan, but it had also caught Jared by surprise as well. I'd watched the panties on his cock do a rather amazing summersault as they flipped upwards into the air, he had jumped, stepping back into the shadows upon hearing me cry out. Startled, perhaps worried that there'd been some inadvertent movement or discovery. I watched the panties hit the floor as Jared disappeared, soon after realizing he'd left them behind, reaching out from the darkness with his hand in order to retrieve them. He bumped the wall with his shoulder when he did. A small sound, hardly a sound at all, but it was out of place and I'd heard it clearly myself. "Ready for number three?" Susan said looking up at me again, her face smeared with my pearly essence. "Not yet, in a minute," I informed her. "Time for you to have two at least, then we'll switch off again." There was very little that Susan and I hadn't shared with one another over the years we had known one another. We'd gotten comfortable enough in time to have shared many secrets, admitted and confessed to several kinky little quirks we very often thought of or entertained. Neither one of us was judgmental about them for one thing, and I often found some of the things Susan shared with me to be very erotic and highly sensual, even if I might not ever actually entertain doing them myself. One of those...for Susan, was getting toe fucked. A quirky little kink perhaps, but she had told me a while back how the turn on of doing that never failed to send her head spinning. Bill had done it once, found no real pleasure in it for one thing, and hadn't done it for her since. Wanting to keep her attention and senses focused on me, and nowhere else, I pushed her onto her back on the pillows with her the top of her head facing towards the unfinished bathroom. Jared for the moment, remained out of sight, no doubt collecting himself, and perhaps scared shitless after the near blunder he'd just made moments ago. I saw the surprised, curious look in Susan's face as I stretched myself out in front of her. "Scoot back a little in the chair," I told her, which she did. "Now...spread yourself wider for me...wider," I said eyeing her though I caught movement back in the shadows as I told her to do that. "Good. Now...spread your pussy apart with your fingers, yes...that's it, just like that." I now placed my foot, though more specifically my toes at the opening of her sex. As a child, I'd always been fairly flexible with my toes. I had made a game of running about picking things up with them, and had for a while actually gotten good enough at doing so that I could print out my own name reasonably well with a pen or pencil. Realizing what I was about to do, I saw Susan's face light up in pure bliss, my toes now spreading, reaching out and literally clasping her exposed clit between them as I began rubbing them back and forth against her, catching, releasing, and then catching her clit once again between my toes. Susan gasped audibly with delight, calling out. "Oh Jen! Jen! That feels so fucking wicked!" She cried out. "Yes baby yes! Fuck me with your toes!" She now added. That brought Jared out once again, though it was only his head that peered around the corner, now being a bit more cautious perhaps than he had been, obviously still a bit nervous, worried at his near disaster. I now inserted my toes inside Susan's wet slippery cunt, still holding herself open, she helped to guide them as they entered her. Once inside, she now closed her legs, trapping them in as she worked herself on my feet. I could feel the inner contractions of her pussy as she milked them, essentially masturbating herself with my toes trapped inside. I now added a bit of my own movement to hers, now fucking her as she closed her eyes, reveling in the exotic sensation as her first orgasm now rapidly approached. "Don't stop! For gods sakes Jen, don't fucking stop!" I didn't, feeling her climax seconds later, the contractions of her pussy gripping my toes like a hand, her audible cry of release as she did that. Looking up, just in time to see Jared once again plastering the panties to his face, his cock bobbing up and down, and then suddenly spunking. I was surprised to watch it spurt, his hands still up around his face as his cock lurched, the first streamer of his semen clearly visual as it shot from the tip of his prick in a long thick rope easily surpassing three or four feet hitting the opposite side of the wall. I watched another, and then another quickly follow, his cock tossing sperm ropes one after the other. "Fuck that felt good!" Susan said now finally releasing me. Having heard that, Jared once again passed back into the shadows. "Ready for number two?" I now asked nervously relieved that he had, once again pushing her onto her back, this time inching forward, my hands already reaching up to capture and fondle her breasts as my mouth came into contact with her neither lips. "More than," she moaned laying back once again spreading her legs for me, allowing me easier access to her wet glistening cunt. ** Minutes later, I sucked the second climax out of Susan's pussy. We lay for the longest time just trying to collect ourselves and catch our breaths. Eventually Susan sat up. "Damn!" "What?" "There's another toy I want us to use and try out," she informed me. "But I left it upstairs! Might take me a moment to find it, and clean it off...but I think you'll enjoy it," she stated. "Be right back!" She stood up, and then headed up the stairs still naked. The moment I heard the door to the basement open and then close, I looked back towards the still darkened bathroom calling out Jared's name, just loud enough for him to have heard me. "Jared?" He stepped out into the light the moment I did so. "You scared the hell out of me!" I told him a second later. "If I heard that..." "I know...I'm sorry, won't happen again. But...fuck watching you two is hot!" He made me laugh at that, "Well...to be perfectly honest, having watched you has been pretty fucking hot too, though I'm still not so sure this was a very good idea, just remember your promise to me!" I reminded him. He nodded his head, and then worried me a bit more as he came all the way into the room, both of us on edge, listening for the slightest sound that would tell us that his mother was on her way back. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Lick my dick, it still has a little cum on it," he told me. "Please Jen, please. Let me feel your lips on my shaft, sucking and licking it, something else besides my own hand for a moment at least!" Against my better judgment, I quickly did so, mouthing is already stiff shaft which I was willing to bet, hadn't softened one iota since his own climax only a short time ago. And admittedly it felt nice, sucking his hard stiff prick, running my tongue over and around the fat spongy head as he ran his hands through my hair, momentarily fucking my face. "Ok there," I told him making him step back. "She should be back any moment now." He didn't immediately turn and head back however, making me a little nervous as I once again glanced over my shoulder towards the stairs listening. "Jen? One more small tiny little favor?" He now asked. His favors weren't so small, and they were making me even more nervous, but I asked anyway. "What?" He stepped forward again, his hand fisting his cock, I saw a large dollop of precum suddenly emerge from the tip. Before I realized his intent, or even what it was he wanted me to do, he placed his prick against my breast, smearing his essence around and about it, quickly squeezing out another and then doing the same to my other breast. I looked up at him questioningly. "Make her kiss them," he told me. "Suck them a little...please?" Guilty Pleasures Ch. 07 "God Jared...I don't know," I said looking down at my freshly smeared nipples, now wet and glistening with Jared's precum. "Please?" he asked once again, as just then we both heard the door to the basement opening. Quick as a flash, Jared once again disappeared back into his hideaway as I turned listening to the sound of Susan's footsteps coming back down the stairs. I stood, waiting, smiling as she entered the room, now cupping my breasts. She grinned upon seeing me, holding the new toy she wanted to try in her hands. "What?" She asked as I moved towards her. "My tits need a kiss," I said simply, and then offered them to her. Susan walked over, taking one in her hand, cupping it, and then leaned forward her lips quickly suckling the tip. "Hmmm," she moaned softly. "A bit salty," she chuckled looking up at my face before leaning over to now kiss and suck the other one. "Pussy juice perhaps?" "You never know," I answered back grinning at her. "Now...what's this new toy you've brought for us?" I asked drawing her attention back to that and away from my boobs before Susan asked anything further of me about them. Like I said, I never had been a very good liar, and had she pressed me, I'd have folded. Thankfully, she did just that. "Well...this one's actually just a fuck toy, not even a vibrator," she now said holding it up so I could see it. "But it feels damn good, especially when two people are actually using it," she told me. "Oh? And when was the last time you did?" I now asked...wondering. "Been a long time...too fucking long," she now added. "Long before you and I even became friends," she told me. "So ever since we got together, I've been wanting to...use it again, and see what it feels like again," she added playfully wiggling it back and forth in front of me as she did. It appeared to be a rather simple looking dildo molded in an obvious familiar shape, but once again like the other toy we'd just used, having twin prick ends, though only appearing to be about eight to ten inches in length at most. "Come fuck me," she said taking me by the hand, leading me over back to our bean-bag chairs there on the floor, which we now moved together forming a small bed to lie down on. "Put it inside yourself first," which I did as she watched me, getting just about half the length of it inside as she then lay down, scissoring me, and doing the same thing to herself. We now lay pressed together, pussy to pussy, the dildo having fully disappeared inside of us, legs entwined crossing over one another, holding hands. "Hmm," I moaned audibly, looking up. Sure enough, Jared had once again peeked his head just around the corner watching us as we began rocking back and forth against one another, grinding our wet slick lips together, humping our cunts. "Feels even better than that expensive toy we used doesn't it?" "Fuck yes," I admitted knowing that Rob would love watching us do this, and then telling her so, telling her to bring it with her the next time they came over to be with us. I had said that...purposely, wanting Jared to hear it, to know I wasn't keeping secrets from him about us being with his parents, but at the same time, letting him know this wasn't meant to be an exclusive thing between he and I either. Whether or not we ever did have intercourse was becoming no longer my concern, we had done so much already, and I didn't want Jared suddenly looking at me in a different way than he already was after all this. "Bill would love seeing that too," Susan added now thrusting a bit more forcefully as I now did the same back to her. In moments, we were in essence actually fucking one another simultaneously, and I could feel my third orgasm of the day already building. It was a rare thing that Rob and I ever had simultaneous orgasms together, but as I began to climax, so did Susan. We thrust wildly against one another, our orgasm combined, the slippery wet sounds of our mutual spending intermixing together, her pussy juice flowing freely as was mine, the liquification of our orgasmic release easily heard as we humped, grinded and pressed our pussies together as we both came. "Holy fucking shit that felt good!" Susan exclaimed a short time later, each of us once again out of breath. We lay for a moment more, basking in the afterglow of our delight when suddenly the phone began ringing upstairs. "Shit!" She exclaimed jumping up. "I'd better get that...just in case," she said winking at me, and then ran up the stairs. I turned just in time to see Jared emerge from the shadows, he had his cell phone up to his mouth, though the words he spoke were silent as he mouthed them at me walking over. "Make me cum!" I took his hard stiff cock in my mouth, once again sucking it, pumping it as he actually spoke. "Hi mom? Yeah...just thought I'd tell you I was on my way home, thought I'd call first and ask you if there was anything you needed me to stop and pick up first before I did." This was nuts, and I knew it, but I also knew by the tightness of Jared's balls as I held them within my hand that he was only seconds away from spewing his load. "Sure...I can get that, what else?" he now asked as I pumped his prick, felt it throb in my mouth, knew he was only moments now from spurting his hot sticky spunk down my throat. "Yeah, in fact I will be...coming soon," he adlibbed looking down at me. "No...no, no need to worry about that, I have plenty of money on me, steaks sound good," he added, "Yeah, really good," he now groaned just as the first jettison of his sperm began filling my mouth. He had no sooner finished emptying himself inside my mouth when he told Susan goodbye hanging up his cell phone. In a flash, he headed for the door, grabbing a small bag I just then noticed he had stashed there, taking it with him as he slipped outside quickly running up the back steps. I headed into the bathroom, sure enough the blue panties he'd used to pleasure himself with sat in the middle of the floor waiting for me, just where I'd asked him to leave them. I picked them up, twirling them around on my finger as I came back out. As I did, I heard the door to the basement open, Susan returning as she soon after appeared. She looked at me curiously. I nodded my head, giggling, still twirling the panties around on my finger as I stood there. "So he enjoyed it?" she asked. "Oh yeah...very much so," I said trying to hold Jared's cum in my mouth without spilling it as I spoke. She burst out laughing. "You mean...you actually sucked him off while he spoke to me on the phone?" "Ah huh," I said trying not to gargle his cum too much. "Come here," she said. "Kiss me." ** Guilty Pleasures Ch. 08 Authors note: Though I am planning that this series will end with two more chapters including this one, it has been a fun and exciting one for me to write. I have truly appreciated all the comments and emails I've received on it. If in fact I get enough who feel like it shouldn't end at that point, or that you'd like to see me continue it on for another couple of chapters, let me know. If you think it's a good place to leave it, I'd appreciate hearing that too. But again, thank you so much for your feedback and support on my writing (even with the hopefully few typos along the way). I remain. And now...continued Chapter Eight, and then Chapter Nine...the conclusion. I arrived home just in time to start fixing dinner. Rob would be home soon, so there was no point in calling him now. We'd have plenty to discuss and chat about after he got home. No doubt Rob would be anxious to hear what had happened, and no doubt later on be wound up tighter than a drum after I'd told him everything we had done. As tired as I actually found myself, I also needed more than anything at this moment, a good stiff hard cock inside my pussy. The thought of that already making me wet as I stood in the kitchen preparing our evening meal. I felt a little bad about keeping Jared in the dark about the way things had gone too. But I only wrestled with it briefly, deciding almost immediately that I couldn't betray the trust and confidence I had with my friend. When I had the chance to call her, I had quickly told her everything. She was surprised at that of course, but had thankfully and excitedly gone along with it. When Jared had accidentally stumbled into the wall, it could have ended everything right then and there. But Susan was smart enough not to react to it, pretending she hadn't heard anything. I had caught only the briefest of looks and knowing smiles from her in that moment, as we went on from there to spend a rather erotic encounter with one another while her son stood watching us most of the entire time. I had also been thinking about the whole reason any of this had begun in the first place. It was almost funny. Initially it had been the idea and concept of taking Jared's virginity, but we hadn't really come close to actually doing that, not in the real sense. I'd begun to think that up and to this point, the main reason it simply hadn't happened...was that Jared really wasn't ready for that. The last thing I wanted to do was for Jared to give his virginity to someone that he would later regret having given it to. I could relate to that as I had done so myself early on in my own life. It was entirely possible he was waiting for the right girl, the right woman to come along, and I was more than willing to ensure he did that. Going in, I had already made the decision to give it a week. After that, if it still hadn't happened, then as far as I was concerned, it wasn't going to. As much as I had enjoyed this dalliance with Susan's son, the last thing I wanted or needed was for him to suddenly have feelings for me that would in time only cause everyone grief. And as much fun as this had been, it wasn't worth the price of destroying friendships, or causing discontent within our best friend's family. Tomorrow was Friday. Even with the weekend ahead, it would in fact be the last day we'd actually have any alone time together though he might not even know it at the time. I was also nearing the finish of the book I was working on, so I wouldn't have that as an excuse to stay there while working on it. Things were rapidly coming to an end one way or the other. When I heard Rob's car pulling into the garage, I smiled inwardly as I put the pasta on the stove to boil. I still held the erotic image of him standing there in the laundry room jerking himself off, which now never failed to arouse me. I was in fact in an odd way, looking forward to the end of the month when he'd be forced to work late again, wondering if he would in fact do that again when he did. I was still standing at the stove stirring in the pasta when I heard the door open. As he usually did, Rob sat his briefcase down on the kitchen table and then walked over to greet me. I expected my welcomed greeting on the neck as Rob walked over, which I received as I had expected, along with another, which I really hadn't. He kissed me, but it wasn't one of his quick little smooches on the back of my neck, it was a well planted, somewhat lingering one as he did that. Additionally, his hands came up and around cupping my still somewhat tender, sensitized breasts, though even that felt good as he stood there kissing my neck holding them. But I also felt something else, the hard press of my husband's cock burrowing into my ass from behind. "My my...what's gotten into you today?" I asked. "Or should I say...who've you gotten into?" He laughed at that. "I wish...but I hope you didn't wear yourself out today, because later on after dinner, I'm planning on fucking you silly!" I liked the sound of that, it was just what I needed at the moment in more ways than one. I turned, kissing him deeply, passionately as my hand reached down grasping the hard swollen member now pressing against my thigh. "When do we eat?" He asked stepping back reluctantly. "Right after dinner," I said eyeing him purposely, letting him know what I really meant as I said that. He laughed walking over to pour us both a glass of wine taking a seat at the kitchen table as he loosened his tie. "Why are you in such a damn good mood anyway?" I now asked. "Not that I'm complaining mind you." "Number one, because I'm sure I'm going to hear a very hot erotic story about the day's events, so that's kept me aroused and excited most of the day anyway. But number two...we're going away for the weekend!" ** If I thought that Jared and I were going to have at least one more day, I was dead wrong. It was then that Rob informed me we'd been invited to stay at a resort with Bill and Susan. Bill had called him early that afternoon, informing him that he'd been given a company thank you for his recent contributions at work in the form of a weekend stay at a nearby resort. We had actually gone there a while back, and had hoped that we'd eventually return there ourselves. It really was beautiful and offered all sorts of pampering amenities. But the best part was, the entire three day weekend was free. Bill said he'd been given the finest of suites for us to stay in, three bedrooms in fact with a centrally located dining, sitting room and a fully stocked bar. By the smile on Rob's face, I already knew what he and Bill were planning on, and hoping for. And to be perfectly honest, I now found myself looking forward to that as well. "Anyway, I took the day off, we'll be leaving first thing in the morning. Bill at this very moment is likewise breaking the news to Susan, so I'm expecting her to be calling you any time now after he has. I'm sure the two of you will want to coordinate your activities together while we stay there," Rob laughed. "Not to mention going over what clothes you'll be taking, wearing...or not wearing," he now added looking over his wine glass at me as he sipped it. "You just want to see Susan and I eating one another out," I laughed back knowing full well what he...and no doubt Bill, were hoping to see. "Only fair," he said. "Hell Jared's seen more of that than either Bill or I have, so it's about time that things get back to normal around here don't you think?" It was a subtle reminder that he and I had agreed to give this a week. The week was essentially now up. One more day either way at this point really didn't make much of a difference, and I was inclined to agree with him. Fate had determined that it wasn't I who would be the one to take Jared's virginity, and I was almost relieved in accepting that. It was then that the phone rang. Sure enough...it was Susan. ** Although she was just as excited to be going away for the weekend as I was, I could also sense a bit of sadness in the fact that we would be. She knew how I felt, and had accepted my reasoning. As much as she might have liked for me to be the one to finally seduce her son, or he me...it hadn't happened. We in fact discussed everything but that. Susan had already called making an appointment for us to spend the following day getting pampered. We'd be getting side-by-side massages in our room, we had appointments for facials, pedicures, manicures and the whole nine yards. The boys of course would be out on the golf course for the better part of the day. The resort had a five star restaurant where we'd actually dress for dinner, and I was actually quite looking forward to that. I had a black cocktail dress I'd purchased a while back and had been dying to wear. Even Rob hadn't seen me in it yet, and as sexy as it looked on me, which I believed it did, I knew it would set the tone for the rest of the evening. After we'd sat and discussed everything that was possible, I then had to ask. "So, have you spoken to Jared at all?" "Yes, shortly after he got home with the steaks," Susan laughed. "He's actually in a pretty damn good mood too for a change, though not too surprisingly after his...and our...adventure this afternoon. He was even pleased to hear about us going away for the weekend with you guys," she added. "Though I think part of that is because he knows he'll have the house to himself for the next three days. Perhaps...he has plans for he and Cheryl, who knows?" "Maybe it's for the best...and good for him if he does then," I told her. "I did tell him he was more than welcome to come up and join us if he wanted to, you know...use the pool, spend the day just laying out in the sun if he wanted to, even told him he could bring Cheryl if she wanted to come, so guess we'll see if he decides to do that. I have a feeling though by the way he received the news, he has other plans on his mind." Once again, I was ready to accept things the way they were, and basically wished him the best in my own mind. I'm not sure if he'd expect things to continue on after the weekend, but if in fact he did, that would be a conversation we'd have the next time I went over there when the two of us were alone. Though that too didn't look to be like anytime soon. With that, we said goodbye, excited to drive up together in their car the following morning and begin what I hoped and anticipated would be a relaxing, yet likewise exciting weekend together. By the time I had finished serving up dinner, Rob had changed out of his work clothes and returned to the dining room. All he was wearing was his black silk Kimono, and nothing else. Perhaps not very appropriate to eat dinner in, but then again...certainly very appropriate for eating me shortly afterwards. As Rob poured us fresh glasses of wine, I ran up stairs likewise putting my own matching silk robe rejoining him. I had every intention of being just as ready as he was the moment we'd finished eating dinner. Rob was indeed elated and excited to hear about the way things had gone earlier that afternoon. Particularly when I mentioned the fact that I had lay there with Susan masturbating me with her breast, watching Jared the entire time as he stood back in the shadows, stroking himself with his mother's panties, though it was my own moisture he was then feeling while doing so. It was the mere thought of that, which had Rob enormously hard and very much aroused as he spread himself out on the couch in our living room, me straddling him above as we slowly fucked, moving together. My telling him in explicit hot detail everything the three of us had experienced together, though Jared of course had been totally unaware of his own mother's involvement. Rob had come hard...twice, spewing his load first into my cunt, and then later into my mouth as we fucked there on the couch late into the evening. With an early morning ahead of us however, I finally begged off, still a bit tender from the day's events, with an entire weekend ahead of us which I knew would no doubt continue on with more of the same. We soon after retired to bed and fell quickly asleep. ** I knew the boys were up to something as we began loading our luggage into the trunk of the car. Even Susan seemed to sense it, smiling at me, but the way they were acting, almost like a couple of high school kids going out on a double date together was a dead giveaway. "Watch out, they're up to something," she whispered to me as we handed the last of our luggage over to Bill to put in. "Yeah, I know," I said winking back at her, wondering when we'd find out. We didn't have long to wait as Bill stepped over to the driver's side door, with Rob taking the passenger side. It was obvious they wanted the two of us to ride together in back. That in and of itself wasn't so unusual. We had actually ridden that way before on a few sightseeing drives we'd gone on with them. What was unusual, was that they were the one's now hinting at, and suggesting it. Usually, it was either Susan or I who had done so in the past. "And why is it you want the two of us to ride in the back together?" Susan now asked as we both saw the boys looking over at one another more than a bit sheepishly. "Well, we were sort of thinking," Bill began, looking once again over towards Rob seeking his support. "That maybe...you know, to sort of help pass the time, and you know...keep things interesting this weekend, that well...maybe, the two of you might sort of...ah..." Susan laughed interrupting his long drawn out explanation. "You want to see us get naughty with one another in the back seat during the drive up, is that it?" They stood there grinning from ear to ear like a couple of Cheshire cats when she said that. "Well yeah, that would be nice," Rob grinned now jumping in. "And it really would help pass the time during the drive up, watching the two of you fooling around in back, not to mention, keeping us all nice and horny to start the evening with." I almost burst out laughing. I had seen the look on Susan's face before, and so I sort of knew what was coming here, even if the boys didn't. This was going to be a tit for tat sort of thing, and it was going to be interesting to see what it was Susan would require from them if we were to do that. "Tell you what, we'll do that...sit in the back and fool around for a bit on the drive up, provided..." she paused. "The two of you do the same for us on the drive back. Tit for tat," she added, which did cause me to burst out laughing at that point, agreeing with her. "Yeah, our tits...for that, or rather tat," I amended. "Otherwise, you sit in the back seat with me Rob," I told him, though I had actually been looking forward to riding in the back with Susan during the drive up. Once again the boys stood there looking at one another, confused, worried expressions on their faces. "You don't have to touch one another...unless you want to," Susan now told them, seeing the sudden relief in each one of their eyes as she tried to maintain her laughter. "But...we do expect to see you jerking yourselves off on the way back, and perhaps we'll make that a bit more interesting for the two of you if you do. But...your choice, tit for tat. What's it going to be?" They both nodded their heads in agreement, and then held the doors for us as Susan and I excitedly climbed into the back. ** Susan and I waited until we were well out on the somewhat secluded highway heading up to the resort. As we were both a little exhibitionistic as it was, removing our clothing while riding in the back seat wasn't of any real concern. We could easily duck down if the situation warranted it, though both Susan and I, along with the boys riding up front got a kick out of the few cars that either we passed, or who had passed us, glancing over and catching a boobage or two looking back at them. And as though having some sort of sixth sense about all this, she had packed her "toy bag" as she called it in the back with us, as opposed to having it packed away in the trunk along with the rest of our luggage. We sat initially, side-by-side simply toying and fingering one another much to the boys delight as Bill looked at us periodically in his rearview mirror, though keeping his eyes on the road as he did. Rob on the other hand had the luxury of looking over the backseat staring at us directly and loving every minute of it. "Remind me to have you drive next time," Bill stated a bit frustratingly as Susan warned him once again about keeping his eyes on the road. As fun as this was, it certainly wouldn't be if anything were to happen. Though I'm sure we'd be the topic of conversation amongst any emergency people arriving on scene who would no doubt be curious as to what had been going on. Eventually however, Susan reached down into her terrific little toy bag and produced two very similar looking vibrators handing one to me, her newest and most elaborate. It had so many whistles and bells on it, that for a moment I could only turn it on and sit there staring at it, trying to figure out everything that it was supposed to do. "Fuck Susan, does this thing cum too?" I asked as I sat there watching it rotate, move up and down, vibrate, and worm back and forth in random directions. "Well, it can. But I didn't see any point in filling it up," she told me. "That's what the little button on the sides for...so you can make it squirt." "Squirt what?" "Whatever you'd like," she told me. "In fact...I once had Bill jerk off for me and added his cum to a bit of whole milk, just to add a bit of realism to it when I used it on myself for him." "You've got to be fucking kidding me," I laughed. "What will they think of next?" "You'd be surprised," Susan quipped. "Remind me to show you the catalogue." For the rest of the drive, Susan and I entertained one another, along with our husbands as we sat in the back fucking ourselves with the toys. I had a reasonably nice little orgasm while doing so, though Susan's had been far more interesting when she did. Another car had briefly pulled up alongside of us on the two-lane road. The driver just then peering over towards us, as Susan basically came up off the seat, her head tilted back, screaming out her pleasure at the top of her lungs. Bill had to swerve the car slightly to keep the other driver from running us off the road. "Ok, enough of that," Susan said seconds later as she and I began getting dressed again. Though the resort was indeed private and secluded, it wasn't exactly clothing optional, though they didn't mind it if women sat out by the pool topless. Rob and I had in fact noticed that before the last time we were here. "Hey, it wasn't me!" Bill responded defensively. "I'm the one who kept us from being hit!" He'd added as though that made any difference. "Just the same, we're nearly there anyway," she told her husband. "Though after that, I might let the two of you off the hook for the drive back...maybe," she added quickly grinning at the two of them. Minutes later we arrived, checked in and were shown to our room as the bell hop retrieved all our luggage from the car and brought it up behind us. The room was indeed far nicer, and much larger than the one Rob and I had stayed in. It looked more like a damn apartment than a hotel room. "Holy shit! This place is huge!" I exclaimed as we wandered around briefly. In addition to the three enormous bedrooms, there was a very large sitting room, our own private hot-tub sitting outside on the deck, a large kitchenette, though we certainly didn't plan on doing any of our own cooking while we were there, along with a very well stocked bar, which Bill and Rob immediately headed over towards. Guilty Pleasures Ch. 08 It wasn't even noon yet, so I was a little pleased at least to see them simply reach for some exotic beers rather than anything harder. "So...what shall we do first?" I asked, already knowing the answer as together, both Bill and Rob reached down unzipping their pants. ** As the boys were quite obviously excited and still very aroused from the drive up, Susan and I treated them each to something special. Walking over to Rob, Susan led him over to one of the large oversized chairs, pushing him down into it, kneeling between his legs. I then did the same to Bill, likewise sitting him down in front of me. Side-by-side then, they sat grinning like two kids on Christmas morning as we treated them to blowjobs, each of them cumming within moments of one another. Happy as clams, they soon after departed, heading off to the clubhouse in order to schedule tee-times for the following day, and the day after. Sue and I quickly headed out to the pool, sans tops, delighted to be able to sit outside and sun for a while, prior to coming back and then getting dressed for dinner. It promised to be an eventful evening. I had no idea just how eventful it would turn out to be. ** It was nice getting dressed up for dinner. And even I had to admit, I think I looked even better in my little black cocktail dress than Susan did in hers. I briefly wished my breasts were a bit fuller however, especially seeing the very low cut in her dress that displayed the prominent curvaceous slopes of her breasts quite clearly. She however had actually wished just the opposite, preferring the cut of my own, the hem slightly shorter perhaps, revealing a goodly portion of my thighs. The boys just rolled their eyes and smiled at us as we were taken over to our table for dinner. Neither one of us had anything on beneath our dresses either, something which we had only hinted at with our husbands, giving promise to things to come later, after we'd gotten back to the room. Not only had we gotten appreciative looks from them, but we'd also been given a great deal of personal attention from our male waiters as well, though I dare say perhaps more so from Susan than I did, due in a large part of most of one of her breasts peeking out during the course of the evening. Well aware of it, she had used it to her advantage, very often leaning over whenever one of them waiters came by the table to see if there was anything else they could get us. I had noticed during the course of our dinner, that both Bill as well as Rob were once again sporting erections. I had teased my husband unmercifully because of that, frequently reaching over, running my hand up and down between his legs during bites, though most usually whenever one of the waiters dropped by the table. I was fairly confident by the knowing looks I got from Susan, she was doing the same sort of things to Bill. Neither one of them could wait to get back to the room fast enough by the time we had finished eating and enjoying our decadent deserts, which Susan and I had both insisted upon, drawing the evening out much to the boys displeasure. I had barely finished my last bite when Bill suggested we head back and try out the hot-tub on our private deck. "Aren't we supposed to wait for an hour after eating before getting into the water?" I asked. Bill looked at me worriedly, Susan laughing as Rob informed him we wouldn't be swimming, just sitting. We soon after headed back, and moments later with a new bottle of wine now opened, slipped down into the cozy little hot-tub, once again naked together. I was admittedly horny, as was Susan. We'd discussed out by the pool earlier that afternoon what we might actually consider doing for the boys, showing them a bit of what we had done the day before down in her new den. I had thoroughly enjoyed it when she had tit-fucked me with her breast, something I now wanted to do for her in return, even suggesting it. She quite naturally liked the idea, and knew the moment I even hinted at doing so, her husband would be hard as a rock, if he weren't already. The fact was, they both were, almost from the moment we'd stepped in, and we hadn't as yet done a damn thing. The hot tub in fact made it easier. With a only a knowing look passing between us as we'd previously discussed earlier, Sue lifted herself out of the water, sitting on the edge of the tub. With a nice rest for her back to lean against, the redwood walls surrounding us also had nice comfy seats with backrests where people could if they wanted to, sit out and relax with no more than their feet dangling in the water. She did so, my husband and hers smiling, enjoying the view as she sat back, and then sensually spreading her legs. As she did that, I stepped forward, though still in the tub, one hand now coming up to cup my own breast, which I now placed directly at the opening of her sweet looking cunt. "Holy fuck!" Bill exclaimed upon seeing me do that, though all Rob did was let out a long drawn out whistle of approval. I proceeded to masturbate Susan's pussy with my tit, enjoying the feel of her wetness as it kissed my nipple. I loved the sensation of running it back and forth against her, up and down, and then pressing myself against her as much as I could, even going so far as to push my own breast into her as much as I was able to do. Susan in turn, now humping herself against me, grinding and gyrating her deliciously wet cunt against my breast, making it even more slippery than it had been. "Jesus that's fucking hot!" Rob finally said, likewise now climbing out of the tub, sitting next to Sue, reaching over to fondle her breasts as I continued to tit-fuck her, now using my other breast. Susan in kind, reached over, wrapping her hand around my husband's hard prick, stroking it. "You know Bill, I am in the perfect position here, if you're even interested that is." He didn't need to be asked twice. Seconds later I felt the point of his hard erect cock sliding in between the folds of my pussy. Within moments, he had hilted himself fully and deeply into my cunt, only then beginning to slowly and smoothly fuck me as I continued on masturbating Susan's pussy with my tit. I soon gave up on doing that however, and basically dove head first between her legs, now licking her furiously, seeking out her hard little clit, now tickling it with my tongue as Bill fucked me. Rob too got a bit more into the act, now kneeling next to Sue, as she took my husband into her mouth, now sucking him. "You know honey," Susan said talking to her husband. "As soon as you shoot a nice big load into Jen's sweet tight little pussy...I'm going to want to switch places with her here, and then lick it all out of her. I think...when we do that, we should all switch positions then, so I can feel Rob's prick inside me." The moment she said that, I felt Bill pick up the pace a little, now slamming into me from behind, the water in the tub suddenly sluicing up and over the sides as he drove his thick hard cock into me from behind, all but making it impossible for me to continue licking her the way I had been. "Fuck I'm gonna cum!" He announced, and then thrust once more deeply into me, holding himself there, his hands literally digging into my ass as he did. I could feel the jettison of his spunk searing into me, squirt after delicious squirt as he filled my pussy with his cream. "My turn!" Susan said slipping off the side of the tub, as Rob followed her. I quickly sat up taking her place, hurriedly spreading my legs as Bill's spunk began oozing out of my split. Almost immediately she began licking it up, sucking it out of me, Rob now easing his prick into my best friend's cunt looking on. Bill content to take a breather, though he remained somewhat hard, now sitting off to the side watching it, as Susan made some show of licking his cream from my pussy, showing it to him first before swallowing, and drinking it down. I was already on the edge once again, a few more minutes of Susan's sweet little tongue bliss and I'd be spiraling off into oblivion. Even the expression of my husband's face, so filled with wanton desire and lust had added to my own pleasure as he too came nearer and nearer to orgasm. Which is about the time, we all heard the doorbell. Talk about timing. Two more seconds, and I'd have exploded. The untimely interruption coming at the point in which it did, frustrating me thoroughly as I felt the climatic bliss suddenly slip away. Rob was too far gone however, unable to stop his own, as he began spurting deeply into Susan's pussy. But even that had been tempered, still fucking her, but now looking up with an equally confused expression on his face as Bill climbed out of the tub, grabbing a towel and heading inside as the sound of the doorbell rang once again expectantly. "What the fuck?" Sue finally spoke, only then pulling herself off of my husband's cock, slipping back down into the water, just as Rob and I now did, joining her. Where we were, we couldn't see or hear much of anything, minutes later Bill reappearing at the door, looking and checking on us first before coming the rest of the way out. Jared, right behind him when he did. It was surprise enough to actually see him there, but then when I actually did see him saw the expression on his face, not to mention what appeared to be a red bruise that looked as though it would soon turn into something more, perhaps even a black eye, we then knew he'd come up unexpectedly, with a reason. "Jared? Are you ok honey?" His mom said actually sitting up in the tub worriedly. The fact she'd all but exposed herself completely no moment of concern, though she had done far more than that of course, was something else entirely. This was no time to be playing games or pretending that she had any inhibitions around him. It was obvious that Jared had been in a fight, and had for whatever reason, decided to drive up here to the resort at night rather than waiting until the morning before doing so. "Yeah mom...I'm fine, it's a long story, but the truth is...I didn't feel like sitting home by myself. To be perfectly honest, I sort of came up here with the hopes of just getting drunk. With your permission," he said turning towards his father. "And then just passing out in one of the bedrooms, if that would be ok with the four of you," he now added looking towards us all. I caught his eyes briefly, but he gave no notice of anything special ever passing between us. He simply acknowledged me, much the same way he had done to the rest of us before turning and then walking back into the room. Susan of course quickly got out, wrapping one of the large bath towels around herself, and then followed him back inside. Bill of course apologized unnecessarily. "I guess I'd best go see what he's interested in drinking," he said, and then likewise did the same. Leaving Rob and I to sit there looking at one another, wondering just what the fuck had actually happened. "Well, let's go join them all in a drink, I have a feeling, we're going to need one," he told me. And then the two of us likewise got out, wrapping ourselves in towels and heading inside, curious to hear the rest of the story. ** Guilty Pleasures Ch. 09 Susan was sitting on the couch next to Jared examining his eye when Rob and I came in. Bill had already walked over to the bar, pouring us all fresh drinks, including one for Jared. "Well it's not cut, but you might very well end up with a black eye," Susan told her son. She sat back looking at him. "So what happened anyway?" Accepting his drink from Bill, Jared took a large healthy swallow of it before speaking. He looked nervous for a moment, and then simply said it. "I'd invited Cheryl over," he began looking towards Bill and Susan for any signs of disapproval, he found none. "She'd come over around eight just as we'd discussed, and hadn't been there for even five minutes before there was another knock on the door. I actually figured it was the pizza guy, as I'd ordered one and was expecting it at any moment. Anyway, I was actually looking through my wallet as I opened the door. Before I knew what was happening, Andrew, Cheryl's old boyfriend suddenly grabbed my hand yanking me outside. That's when his friend hit me." "His friend?" Bill said angrily. "You mean there were two of them?" "Three actually," Jared said, "Though the other guy seemed less than sure about being there, or watching what had just happened. But that's when Andrew starts yelling at me about fucking his girlfriend. HIS girlfriend he's standing there screaming. And then he takes a swing at me, but this time I knew it was coming, and ducked under his swing, coming up with one of my own to his gut. I must have caught him just right because I knocked the wind out of him and he went down to his knees. The other guy however charged me, knocking me off my feet, yelling for the other guy with them to join in. But thankfully he didn't. We exchanged a few punches, but by this time, Cheryl's outside screaming for the three of them to leave me alone. I think Andrew was embarrassed because I had taken the fight out of him as he grabbed the guy I'd actually been fighting with and headed back out to his car." "We should file a report!" Susan suddenly announced. "They assaulted you!" "No mom, I'm ok really. And to be honest with you, I'm not really mad at Andrew because of what he did. Cheryl finally admitted, she was still seeing him. She said something about she had been intending to break up with him, and just hadn't got around to it yet. When I heard that, then I knew she'd been lying to me about a number of things. For one...she was still sleeping with Andrew, waiting to see how we ended up before making any decisions about our relationship. I guess now, she won't have to worry about that any more. Shortly after her boyfriend and his friends left, I asked her to leave, told her I didn't want to see her any more. After that, I decided to drive up here. I didn't want her bugging me or trying to find me, which I know she will." Jared took another sip of his drink, and then apologetically looked at us. "I'm sorry if I screwed up your evening." Jared's comment was a reminder of what the four of us had been doing just before he'd arrived. With each of us wearing nothing else but towels at the moment, it was a pretty good indication of what we might have been in the middle of when he'd showed up interrupting all that. I actually felt a little awkward and more than a bit embarrassed as I sat there. "Listen, I really am sorry. But if I could just spend the night, I'll head back in the morning, by then I hope Cheryl will have given up any attempt to actually see me when she realizes I meant what I said." "Don't be ridicules," Susan told him. "I told you, you were more than welcome to come up and join us in the first place, there's plenty of room here so you can spend the night." I noticed that Bill's look was less than enthusiastic upon hearing that, but then so was Rob's, even though Bill tried smiling with understanding towards his son upon hearing Susan say that. But it was clearly evident the night was basically over. Rob and I soon excused ourselves and said good night, wishing Jared well though he did accept a kiss from me on the cheek, blushing a little when he did. Susan smiled, likewise wishing us goodnight, and we soon after retired into our own bedroom. Something, we hadn't exactly been planning on doing for a while. With the mood gone however, I made ready for bed slipping between the sheets a while later. Rob's snore told me he was already fast asleep by the time I joined him. As I lay there in the darkness, I couldn't help wondering what the rest of the weekend was now going to be like. The answer to that would come sooner than I could have ever expected. ** I lay there in bed for the next twenty minutes tossing and turning trying to go to sleep. I realized I couldn't, I was still wide awake. Rolling out of bed in nothing more than one of Rob's long tee shirts and nothing else, I decided to head out and pour myself another glass of wine, hoping that might do the trick. The only light that was on was near the bar so I headed towards it. Finding an open bottle of wine I poured myself a glass, and then jumped when I heard Susan's voice calling out to me from the darkened patio. "Mind pouring me one too please?" "Fuck Sue! You scared the shit out of me, thought you'd gone to bed!" "Thought you had too," she chuckled accepting her wine from me as I came out taking a seat next to her there on the patio. She was still naked, having thrown the towel she'd been wearing around the back of the chair. She hadn't bothered putting anything else on, though the darkness pretty much concealed her nudity should anyone get up or walk by. "How's Jared?" "He's fine...except for the black eye I still think he's going to have in the morning, sounds to me like he got the better of the other two. But I am a little worried about something else, something he told me after I went in to his room to check on him before I ended up coming out here." "What?" "He really is pretty confused about a few things, even told me that, though he refused to tell me exactly what it was that was honestly bothering him. Only that he was glad he hadn't done anything with Cheryl, because he's known, and felt all along that she wasn't the right one, and that he didn't want to have sex just for the sake of having sex the first time without it being someone he really cares about. But he also told me...there was someone, someone he did want to do it with, though he refused to tell me who it was. He said he'd pretty much made up his mind about it, and that that's how he felt. But he refused to say anything more to me about it. But I could tell it was really bothering him." "I can certainly understand that," I told her. "But he didn't tell you who it was then?" "No, he didn't. Only that. Only that he knew who he wanted to be with, but he also realized, it wasn't likely going to happen." Susan then turned back towards me, smiling. "I think Jen...he was talking about you. But I think what's confusing him, is he knows this isn't something that can, or will continue, even if it does happen. But I'm almost positive now, he's made up his mind about it too, and the person he really wants to be with for the first time, is you." I sat back in my chair thinking about it. If it was true, then I had to rethink things myself too, not to mention discussing it once again with Rob, though in essence, like we'd already agreed, the week wasn't technically over with yet. "There was one another thing he also said, which bothered me even more than what he obviously refused to tell me." "Oh? And what was that?" "He told me that he's also confused about himself for another reason. Something he hasn't quite been able to put his finger on yet. He told me that at times he doesn't feel like he really fits in somehow, and that he's not even sure of who he is himself at times, or why he thinks or feels about some of the things that he does, the way that he does." I sat back sipping my wine, digesting for a moment what she'd said. "I wouldn't be too worried that he said that," I assured her. "I think a lot of young men Jared's age probably ask themselves that very same question. You know, emotional growing pains. I'm confident that in time, Jared will figure out what it is he wants to do in life, what he wants to become." "It's not that Jen," Susan said sounding very serious. "I think Jared has a pretty good idea of what he wants to do...I think he was being literal in the sense that he doesn't know or understand who he really is. And with good reason perhaps." "Why do you say that?" Even in the darkness I could see the worried look in my friend's eyes as she turned a bit further in her seat facing me. "Something I've never told you, something Bill and I decided to keep to ourselves, right or wrong...but you see Jen, Jared's not our son. He's adopted." You could have knocked me over with a feather after I'd heard that. Though now knowing that, a few things made a bit more sense. As much as I'd looked for it, tried to see it, I saw no resemblance in Jared for either one of his parents. And the fact he was an only child had always seemed a bit strange to me in the beginning, though Susan had early on in our friendship informed me it was their decision to only have one child, and that she had soon after had her tubes tied. She now informed me, she had never been able to have children either, just like myself. Another bond between us that she had known, and I hadn't. "Anyway, I hope you're not mad at me for not telling you all this before now. It's just that we wanted to protect Jared, now I'm not so sure we made the right choice. Perhaps we should have discussed this with him years ago, explained it to him then, that he was adopted." "It's not too late for that," I told her seriously. "Jared is an adult now, he has the right to know. And it sounds to me like, he's at a point in his life that he needs to know. Maybe once he does, he'll be better able to decide who he really is, and just exactly what he wants out of life." "What if he hates me after I tell him?" Susan said worriedly. "What if he turns his back on us, I couldn't handle him doing that!" "What if he ever finds out he's really adopted, and that you never told him?" I countered. "Which one do you think will hurt him and confuse him even more?" We sat for a long time together in silence after that sipping our wine sharing unspoken thoughts. "God, I wish I could sleep," Susan stated. "Even the wine doesn't seem to be helping any." "I know what you mean," I told her feeling the same way. I laughed after saying that. "What?" "Well...what I usually do, if all else fails...is masturbate!" "Susan laughed, almost a bit too loudly. "Yeah, me too," she giggled, already slipping her hand down between her legs. I glanced over realizing she was really going to. "Sue?" "Well, it was your idea you know, and don't tell me you're still not horny from this evening either. Even with everything that happened, I was still damn fucking horny, and looking forward to doing a lot more with you!" She had me there, I was...and had been a little disappointed myself that we hadn't. Not to mention the fact that with Jared now being here, our activities would indeed be curtailed to some extent while he was. "Come here, touch me," she whispered lustily. "Feel how fucking wet I am!" I scooted my own chair over towards her a little, now sitting directly beside her as I slipped my hand down between her legs, and as she then did the same to me. We sat, fingering and playing with one another pleasurably. "God that feels good!" Susan moaned, just as I did. "Look's pretty good too!" If I had jumped earlier when Susan had surprised me as I'd walked over to pour myself a wine, it was nothing in comparison to the way I jumped now. Before I even realized it, I was actually standing. The sound of Jared's voice speaking from the dark shadows of the curtain behind us only then alerting us both to his presence. It had taken Susan a moment longer to realize what had just happened, she'd been a bit more lost in the pleasure of what my finger was busily doing to her clit when it finally dawned on her that it had been Jared's voice and not mine that had spoken. She stood, scrambling with the towel still wrapped around the back of her chair in an attempt to cover herself up with it. "Don't bother," he said stepping all the way out onto the patio. "I've seen you naked before mother..." he said emphasizing the word. "Most recently in fact...when I peeked through the window, when I saw you and Jen kissing one another...when you sucked my sperm from her mouth. Only then I didn't know or fully understand everything...now, I do." ** Susan was wild-eyed, as I was. But I decided that this was a conversation that needed to take place between the two of them as I started to step around where Jared now stood in an effort to go back inside. "I think I'll leave the two of you to talk about this," I said attempting to do so. But Jared quickly stepped in front of me blocking the way. "Sit down Jen, you're not going anywhere. You're just as much involved in this as Susan is," he said calling her by name, which is the first time I'd ever heard him refer to her like that. I also noticed as he did that, he was only wearing a robe, one that the resort furnished. It was open, his hard stiff cock poking outwards towards me obscenely. "Jared!" Susan spoke almost angrily, now seeing what I saw as I turned taking my seat next to her again, Jared now stepping over to stand there in front of us, his prick clearly revealed, about as hard and erect as I'd ever seen it. "What mother?" Jared said once again emphasizing the word. "Or should I start calling you Susan? Or just what do I actually call you anyway?" He now asked. "Obviously, you're not my real mother, so just who is anyway?" It was strangely surreal, sitting there looking up at Jared while he asked her about this, who he really was, who his mother and father were, all the while doing so with an erection. "I don't know Jared," Susan said honestly. "We went through an agency, never knew who your parents were, where they lived, or why they decided to give you up. But we couldn't have children, so we adopted you," she said tears filling her eyes. "But why didn't you just tell me? Years ago when I could have at least had the chance to better understand things about myself?" He asked obviously angry. "And why...that for all this time I've been dealing with the guilt and the confusion of what I've been feeling, especially lately, with regards to you," he said looking down at her. "Wha...what do you mean Jared?" Susan said looking up at him. Jared turned once again facing me however. "And no offense Jen, because I really was tempted, to be with you...in more ways than you could ever imagine, and nearly did a couple of times, when I know we could have. But I held back, I held back because the only person I've ever truly wanted to be with..." He once again turned facing back towards Susan. "Was you!" Susan held in a gasp, or rather tried to. "Jared! You know we can't that's impossible, I'm your..." "What? Mother? Technically Susan, you really aren't. And tell me, so that I can understand it, you're sitting here telling me we can't, that we shouldn't, and yet...I see you and Jen kissing, obviously you knew I was there all along, which I didn't realize at the time. But even more importantly, knowing...that Jen still held and had my cum in her mouth when the two of you kissed, can you imagine what I was thinking at that precise moment? The one thing I had always wanted, and knew I could never have...and then suddenly there you are, tasting me, drinking my sperm, the same sperm I could have easily given you myself. So...tell me, tell me so that I can understand it...what's the difference?" I didn't know what to say. I was truly and utterly speechless. I was also ashamed of myself, that I'd allowed my own emotions to cloud my better judgment. And regardless of how close Susan and I had always been, and to which I hoped now we would still be, even through all of this, I now felt guiltier than I ever had in my entire life over what we had done. All I could think of to do at the moment was to apologize to him myself for my own actions. "Jared, I am...truly sorry for what's happened. You and I...well, I now know, we shouldn't have..." "Oh but we did, and we both enjoyed it too, and don't try telling me otherwise. So don't you dare apologize to me for that, because I'm not apologizing for anything, especially that. I enjoyed it, I enjoyed watching the two of you together, and you know that I did. But more importantly, the two of you enjoyed knowing I was watching you, and that you got off on it, just as much as I did." I didn't know what to say after that, so I didn't, just staring up at him looking at him stupidly, trying to comprehend everything that was going on here...and couldn't. "What now?" Susan said having partially collected herself. "Now that you know the truth, it still doesn't change anything, we still can't..." "Oh but we can, and we will mother," he said glaring down at her. "Right here, right now in fact." Once again I stood, the situation was getting out of hand, and it was best to let the two of them work it out alone. "Sit down Jennefer!" Jared said using a tone of voice I'd never heard him use before. "You're not going anywhere, you're going to witness this, and be a part of this, the same way you have before," he told me in no uncertain terms. Once again he had placed his hand on his prick, working it, stiffening it even more than it was, waving it back and forth in front of Susan's face as though it were a coiled snake about to strike. I could see that Susan was beginning to panic, hell...so was I for that matter. I had no idea where any of this was headed, but it was obvious that Jared was in charge here, calling all the shots. "We can't," she said feebly once again, still trying her best to reason with him, though reason for all this had flown out the window a long time ago. "Bill..." she said speaking his name as though that were some sort of talisman that would bring Jared back around to his senses, for a moment I thought it had. "You're right...maybe the bedroom would be better," Jared suggested. "Maybe Bill would enjoy seeing you drinking down my cum from me directly this time, or watching you and Jennefer sharing it again, should we go in and ask him? Maybe we should even drop by and wake Rob up, ask him if he'd like to come in and join us, I'd hate to leave him out, it just wouldn't feel right and all." I saw the defeat in Susan's eyes, as it was in my own. I knew now, whatever Jared wanted from either one of us, we were both powerless to stop him, and we'd done it to ourselves. "So, what's it going to be mother? Susan?" He amended, once again calling her by name. "Out here now? Or would you really rather go inside?" It was at that precise moment that I saw a change take place in my dearest friend. It was one of determination, though at the same time, one of understanding as she realized what she was truly now faced with. "Fine Jared, if that's what you want, then you can have me. But...not here, not like this, not now. I'm not going to deny myself to you if you've truly made up your mind about it. And there's no sense in my trying to deny that I haven't let my own thoughts and desires drive all of us to this point. They have, and they did, which is why we are where we are now. No point in trying to take that back, it's too late for that now. But...I will ask this. I am going to ask you to sleep on it, to think about it. And then...in the morning, after your father and Rob have gone off to play golf, then...if you still want this, I'm yours. However you want me, wherever you want me...I'm yours. But, only if you sleep on it and think about it first. After all Jared, what's one more day?" Guilty Pleasures Ch. 09 He stood there thinking about what she'd asked him before speaking. "I'll tell you what, I'll agree to do that, sleep on it, think about it..." he began before making a final decision. But..." "But?"" Susan asked nervously. "Yeah...but, I'm not going to get any sleep with this..." he said once again holding his cock out in front of her. "So...as a sign of good faith, on your part that you're not just blowing me off, so to speak," he grinned at her. "You can at least take care of this for me can't you?" I stood up, once again attempting to leave. "Ah uh...sorry Jen, you too. You might just as well join in here, I mean after all, you're as much a part of all this as she is," he told me. "And at the moment, I think I'd rather enjoy feeling both of your mouth's and tongues licking me, and sucking me. And besides...this time, I'd like to have a much better look at the two of you when you share and swap my cum with one another," he told us. At this point I honestly didn't know what to think, or even how to react to any of this. Susan was right of course, we'd all allowed this to happen, and guilty or not because of it, here we were. But what I was myself struggling with, was the fact that I had enjoyed being with Jared, it was something I personally had to accept and admit to, just as Susan now had. I knew at some point, we'd have to sit down and truly iron out where we were, what we'd done...and where after this, we would all be. But now was not the time. Right now, it was doing what he'd asked of us to do, and I found myself walking over, and then kneeling beside my dearest friend as she reached out, grasping Jared's hard cock in her hand for the very first time. I watched then as she leaned forward her lips suddenly engulfing Jared's hard stiff shaft, my emotions jumbled as they still were at the moment, soon consumed me in other ways as well. My own body now betraying me as I felt the liquid moisture of arousal building inside. I reached out, tenderly cupping Jared's balls, feeling the heavy weight of them in my hand as Susan now passed me his prick, urging me to lick one side of it as she now knelt licking the other. Jared moaned, looking down at us, one hand on my head, the other on Susan's as he stood there taking delight in our ministrations of his needful cock. His pleasured groan as we continued to take turns sucking him, licking him bringing him ever closer to the edge, had simply reignited my own earlier desires, as much as I would have not liked to admit to. "Are you ready?" He asked breathlessly moments later. "Are you two ready to take my load? To drink it? Share it and swap it like you did earlier so I can see it?" he asked. And yes, maybe it was wrong. Maybe it was decadent, wicked, obscene...all of it. But at the moment, I was too far gone to care, too emotionally wasted to consider doing anything else at the moment, other than doing whatever he asked of us to do. "Yes Jared, yes! Give it to me, give it to us," Susan told him still pumping his prick, looking up at him expectantly. "Suck it then, and take it!" He urged her, fully thrusting himself into her mouth, her lips immediately wrapping themselves around his steely hard shaft. Jared groaned deeply, tossing his head back and then came, and then came again, and again, and again. I held his ball sack, feeling the jettison of his cream as it pumped up the length of his penis, kneading his balls gently, helping to empty them as he filled Susan's mouth with his seed. When she had indeed milked from him every ounce she could find, only then did she turn away from his prick looking towards me. Our mouths came together in an instant, and once again we drank from one another Jared's essence, swapping it back and forth repeatedly, kissing one another as Jared stood there looking on, smiling and grinning his approval at seeing us do that. He collapsed moments later taking a nearby chair as both Susan and I stood up, taking one to either side of him. "Was that what you wanted?" She now asked. He smiled at her, nodding his head. "For now..." he said a bit more softly, though letting her know as he said that, just because he was for the moment temporarily satisfied, it had in no way as yet changed his mind about the rest of it. Minutes later Jared stood. "I'm going to bed now," he told us, turning once before he left the patio. "Sweet dreams," he said, smiled, and then disappeared into the darkness. Susan and I just sat there staring at one another. "Maybe he'll change his mind, after he's had a chance to sleep, to think about it," she said. "I wouldn't count on it," I told her. "If anything, I think you'd best prepare yourself to go through with it. And you probably ought to head to bed too, try and get some sleep if you can. I have a feeling that tomorrows going to be another interesting day...for both of us," I added. And even having said that, Susan and I continued to sit there listening to our own thoughts well into the night. To be continued... Guilty Pleasures Ch. 10 It seemed like I had barely closed my eyes when I heard Rob get up and begin dressing. I knew he and Bill had a full day of golf planned, playing at least 36 holes and more if they could fit it in. That meant they'd be gone all day and very possibly into the early evening. Plenty of time for whatever was going to happen to happen. I attempted to go back to sleep as tired as I was, but my thoughts kept me awake as I lay there in bed. I was struggling with Jared's sudden change in personality and demeanor. I understood he was angry and upset with everything that had happened. Along with what he had only recently learned about himself. That Susan and I had in fact deceived him in our own actions only added fuel to the fire. Still, treating her as he had was inexcusable, though I held myself partially to blame because of it. I finally rolled out of bed throwing on a fresh pair of undies and a tee shirt and headed into the joined kitchen sitting area. I wasn't surprised to find Susan already up and sitting there at the kitchen counter. I was surprised to find her sitting there in the nude however. I hadn't bothered to look at myself in the mirror after getting up, looking at Susan I didn't need to. I figured I looked almost as bad as she did. She had bags under her eyes from lack of sleep, her hair not yet brushed, unkempt and still wearing her now partially smeared makeup from the night before. She looked like hell, and no doubt felt like it too, but that still didn't explain why she was sitting there drinking coffee with nothing on. "Susan?" I asked without further elaboration. Just saying her name asked all the questions I had running around inside my head. She looked up at me dejectedly, even blushing a little at her obvious appearance. "I know," she said simply in response to that, then adding, "he told me to stay like this," she now said taking a tired sip of her coffee. Normally Susan would have offered to pour me one, and would have in fact done so upon seeing me. I walked by her still curious as to what she meant, pouring my own coffee, and then asking. "Who? Bill?" "No. Jared. He was up when the boys left," she told me. "I was in fact, pretty much wearing what you are now when they left, shortly after which, Jared got up and came out. I tried to talk to him, but he told me if he was even going to listen to anything I had to say, that I had to undress. He then told me he hadn't as yet made any decisions, but until he had, he wanted me to stay like this so he could look at me whenever he wanted to, however he wanted to, and in whatever way he wanted to, until he finally had." I looked over my shoulder back towards Jared's room. "He go back to bed?" "No...in the shower, just left before you got up and came in here," she told me. I listened more carefully then, and could hear the shower running. Once again I looked at my friend. I was both appalled and angry that Jared would be acting out like this. Again...it wasn't his nature to be doing this for one. But that Susan was complying with his request wasn't in her nature either, and I told her so. "This is bordering on cruel," I told her. "Jared has no right to be treating you like this Susan, I don't care what he's gone through, or believes we've done for either one of us to be treated like this, but for you to actually comply with his wishes, and sit here naked until he does decide, is ridicules! What does he hope to accomplish in having you do that anyway?" "I know why," she said simply. "Jared's trying to humiliate me the same way he now believes we...or rather I, humiliated him." With that, she now stood revealing something else to me I wasn't aware of until that moment. Even then it took me a moment more to grasp what that was, until she spread her legs as she stood there. I glanced over towards her, still confused as to what it was she was doing, until I saw a hint of something blue sticking out of my friend's pussy. It was then that I realized she had the same blue pair of panties stuffed almost entirely up inside her cunt that we had used as enticement towards Jared. The same panties that he had stood there using to pleasure himself with. The same panties Jared had seen me twirling about my finger just before I kissed his mother, with Jared's fresh cream still held within my mouth. Susan now had them buried almost completely up inside herself. "What the fuck? Susan?" She sat down again, her face now crimson. "He told me to put them there, and keep them there, until he said otherwise," she now informed me. I was shocked, not so much that my best friend was sitting there with her panties stuffed up her cunt, but that Jared was indeed angry enough, and cruel enough to have demanded that she do so. But I was also surprised on the other hand, that she actually had. "Why? Why would you allow him to do this to you Susan? And why on earth are you doing it?" "Because...I don't want to lose my son, though after everything that's happened, maybe I already have," she told me. "But if this is what it takes for me to get him to at least talk to me, have anything to do with me at all, then it's a small price to pay. That's why." It was then that I heard the shower turn off in Jared's bedroom, which meant he would no doubt be coming out into the kitchen area soon. I stood, immediately pulling off my tee shirt throwing it over onto the back of a nearby chair. I then stepped out of my panties as Susan looked at me, her eyes suddenly going wide. "What are you doing?" "I don't agree with any of this," I told her. "But you are my best friend, and if you're going to sit here like that, then so am I. If nothing else, I'll do it to support you, not because of anything Jared expects from me, but only so that he knows I am likewise willing to be humiliated out of support for my friend." I stood, now stuffing my own panties up inside myself, which at the moment wasn't a very easy thing to do as I was certainly not aroused. But I was bound and determined that if Susan was going to sit here like this waiting for Jared to return, then so was I. "You don't have to do this. He didn't ask you to even do it," she told me, though I could see the tears already forming in her eyes that I was willing to humiliate myself for her in front of her son. "Yeah...I know, but we're in this together, and Jared needs to know that I'm doing this to support you...I'm certainly not doing it for him!" ** As expected, Jared came wandering back out into the room several minutes later. Hearing him, I had stood next to Susan. He was wearing the resort robe he had had on the night before, and nothing else as it was clearly obvious he was sporting an erection beneath it, and didn't care that it was quite evident that he was. I held back a smile, seeing the surprised look on his face at seeing me. Not that I was there, he must have anticipated that, but that I was also naked just as surprised at seeing me that way as I had been upon seeing Susan. It was then that he looked down as I stood there, legs slightly spread, a hint of my own panties sticking down between my legs. He opened his mouth about to say something, and then thought better of it taking a seat in front of the two of us, his erection tenting the front of his bathrobe as he sat down. "You don't have to do that," he told me, for a brief moment the old Jared, the one I had actually become friends with and had come to like reappeared. But then his face hardened almost immediately. "Why don't you go back to bed Jennefer? Or go out to the pool or something? This is between mother and I. But...if you stay, then know I won't treat you any differently than I am her." He added with just a tinge of a threat being given. I stood my ground, my hand caressing Susan's shoulder in support. "I don't know why you feel it's necessary to humiliate your mother more than you already have Jared," I began as Susan tried briefly to keep me from continuing. "But if you're insistent on doing that, then you do it to us both, if that's what's going to make you feel better about yourself," I concluded staring back into his eyes. "So be it," he said with a steely-eyed expression. "If that's what you want...then sit down." I started to do so, pulling my chair out. "No, next to her," he told me, and then stood untying the sash on his robe, allowing it to part. He now stood there in front of us, fully erect, his hard stiff penis thrust out in front of him as though brandishing a sword. He stood looking down at us, stroking his cock as he did so, fisting it slowly up and down. What he was doing, I would have normally found erotic and enjoyable, just as I had done before when I'd watched him previously. Now however, I received no pleasure out of his doing this. And I am sure the stoic look in my own face as I sat there looking at him told him that. He almost appeared to be getting frustrated a little as I now noticed his cock growing a bit softer, even though he continued to play with it. Once again I almost smiled, but it would have only served to make him even angrier and more frustrated than he already was. "Play with yourselves," he demanded. I at first hesitated, but Susan almost immediately spread her own legs, her hand slipping down spreading herself, revealing even more of the now infamous blue panties still peeking out of her pussy lips as she began fingering and toying with her clit. Still determined to support my friend, I now made motion to touch myself seeing that she was, still giving in to what I now felt where very unreasonable, and continued humiliating demands. I hated that my own body could betray me as well, just as Susan's obviously was, as she moaned pleasurably, now purposely fingering herself, rubbing her clit as we sat there watching Jared jerk off. He'd managed to get himself fully erect once again, no doubt the stimulus of seeing us likewise masturbating had worked through whatever guilt he might have been feeling after starting this. But I still hated the fact that my own body was betraying me as I felt the liquid moisture of beginning arousal begin to seep through the panties I still had stuffed up inside me. As much as I fought against the urge, the sensations, I found myself losing, the images of the nice erotic encounters we had shared, right or wrong, once again worming their way back into my memories, my thoughts. With the sounds of Jared's labored breathing becoming more and more noticeable, I realized he was in fact well on the way towards orgasm. He fought, holding it in check however not allowing himself to come yet, knowing full well his own pleasure would be far less than it should be. "Make yourselves cum, before I do," he demanded once again. I actually thought about simply faking it, but then I knew he would know if I did, unless I laid it on thick, and really acted as though I had. But I saw no point in doing so, realizing then what I felt would be an even better response, denying him whatever pleasure he was receiving from this when I actually did climax, and knew that I had. I had given myself quick stress relief orgasms before, hardly as pleasurable as when I was aroused and excited, but I could in most instances come quickly if that was my simple intent. Which this now was. I now fingered, and rubbed my clit in such a way as to bring that about as quickly as I could, watching Jared's face as he now locked more onto mine than upon his own mothers as Susan labored with the difficulty of actually getting herself off. As I actually began to climax, feeling the flush starting to spread across my face, my breasts, I allowed no pleasure to fill my eyes, locking onto Jared's as he watched me. He saw that I was indeed in the midst of having an orgasm, though denying him the normally sweet surrender of it that I'd have once freely given him. It was with a bit of my own personal satisfaction and joy that Jared now surrendered to his own. Frustratingly so as his prick now betrayed him, a forceful jettison of his spunk leaping from the tip, hitting me squarely between the breasts, quickly followed by another. He turned, the third already following the second as he now purposely aimed it towards Susan, likewise spurting against her. The majority of his spending now being directed upon her as opposed to me, his intent once again pure humiliation as opposed to eroticism. I could hear the frustration of that in his groan, even as he covered his mother's breasts in his cream. It was evident he received no real pleasure in doing so, any more than I had given him in climaxing as he watched me. My face expressionless, even if on the inside I felt the pleasured surge of momentary release. After he was finished, he stood there, his prick wilting far more rapidly than I had ever seen it do in the past. I could feel the trickle of his semen running down between my breasts, but I paid no attention to it, only then glancing over towards Sue who was covered in her son's cream far more copiously than I was. She hadn't however climaxed, though she sat there in vain, still fingering herself as though trying to find the way to do so...for Jared, just as he'd asked and required her to do. I saw then what for the first time actually looked like remorse. He reached for his sash once again closing his robe around him. "I'm going out to the pool," he stated suddenly. The softness in his eyes once again hardening as he spoke. "Go...shower, make yourself presentable," he said speaking to his mother, ignoring me completely as he did so. "Put on your bikini, make it a sexy revealing one," he added not yet content with the way things had so far transpired. "And then come outside and join me," he told her, still ignoring me completely. He then turned and quickly headed back into his bedroom to dress. I wanted to follow him, grab him and shake him, shake some sense into him if I could, and nearly did so. Susan however grabbed my arm, tears running down her face. "No Jen, don't!" She said, looking at me pleadingly to let it go...let him go. "I know him, I know he's not being himself, he just needs more time to work through this," she stated. She tried smiling then, looking at me. "But thank you...thank you for being there for me," she added, and then stood preparing to head off and shower herself. "I'm coming with you," I told her, not taking no for an answer, and moments later followed her into her room. ** Minutes later we were both standing in her shower. The nearly scalding hot water bathing each of us as she stood there beneath it, her hands reaching out in front of herself, braced against the wall. I stood behind her, hugging her to me, my head pressed against her shoulder, the water pounding away down upon each of us, making it almost hard to breathe. I didn't care, nor did she. I noticed however as we stood there, a subtle movement of her body, just managing to look down as she stood there, legs slightly spread, fingering herself. Under normal circumstances, most would have thought her actions bizarre, and perhaps in a way they were. But I knew my friend, I knew this was no more than a desire and a need for emotional release more than pleasurable. "Let me," I said softly, reaching around replacing her hand with my own as I tenderly began stroking her, petting her. Once again Susan supported herself against the wall, leaning forward, allowing me easier access to her as I molded my body against hers, my fingers now probing her, gently caressing her as I did so. She came quietly, shivering, shuddering there in front of me, her tears falling, mingling with the shower now cleansing us both. ** Once again as Jared had asked her, Susan had slipped into one of her briefest, tiniest and most sexy bikinis. A black one that so complimented her body and skin tone. French cut, her marvelously sculpted twin ass cheeks were completely bare, only the briefest of coverings over her pubic mound. I was glad that she had still chosen to wear the top as opposed to going out topless to the pool even though that was allowed. At least in that, she allowed herself some dignity, even though her breasts still threatened to pour from the top all by themselves, thus revealing herself. I too had put on a bikini, but a far less revealing one, likewise covering myself as much as was possible, wondering even as we did, as we soon finished making ourselves "presentable" as Jared had asked us, what we'd find when we joined him out by the pool. He was indeed sitting there waiting for us as we emerged from the room. He had taken a seat at one of the pool patio tables beneath an umbrella. I noticed as we drew closer he had already ordered a couple of tropical, though alcoholic drinks for us. A bit early perhaps, even now...but I was surprisingly grateful that he had. I noticed he too had a drink in front of him, but the stir stick announced it was a "virgin" non-alcoholic. I found that very fitting, and very ironic under the circumstances. But I noticed something else too as we both took our seats on either side of him, quickly sipping our drinks. His eyes once again had changed, the anger in them replaced by what I knew to be pure guilt as I looked at him. "As soon as I finish this, I'll be leaving," he told his mother. "I'm sorry for the way I've been acting, for what I've forced you to do. And just so you know, as soon as I can, I plan on moving out, getting a place of my own, and going back to school," he added. I was glad and highly pleased to see him sitting there looking a little shame-faced, more so when he also turned addressing me. "And I'm sorry for what I've said and done to you too. You didn't deserve any of that either. I appreciate what you did for me, the things you taught me, the friendship that you gave me even, though I later thought you were just having fun with me at my own expense. I know now, thinking about it, that never really was your intent. I enjoyed everything we did, every bit as much as you did, or at least I hope you did. So...again, I am sorry for the way I've treated you too." "That's ok, we all make mistakes Jared," I said softening in my own anger towards him. "Mom?" Jared said finally calling Susan by the name he'd once used far more affectionately. She looked up expectantly without answering. "Maybe I am adopted. And I think it was the shock of hearing about it the way that I did that threw me, caused me to react, and then act the way that I did. There's still no excuse for doing that however. You are my mom, you're the only mom I've ever known, will ever have. And I'm sorry for treating you the way that I did, the way that I have, for forcing you to do the things that you did. And so I truly am sorry for that, which is why I do think it's best if I move out, find a place of my own as soon as I can." "Jared, you're not the only one to blame here. I allowed certain things to happen, which never should have. That's my own damn fault, but it had nothing to do with you being my adopted son, as I've never looked at you in that way. So to have gotten curiously aroused, is even more devastating to all this, that I should ever have allowed it to go in the first place. And that one's on me...not on you. For me to think that I was helping you, by coercing my dearest and very best friend into taking your virginity, was not my place." "Susan!" I said trying to interrupt her, but she waved me off. "No, please...let me finish here. It's not my place to do that. You and you alone will know when it's right, when its time...and with whom. I was wrong to suggest and think otherwise, even if I did so with the best of intentions." "But see mother...that's where you're not getting it either. No disrespect Jennefer," he said looking at me. "Like I told you before, I really was tempted, and nearly gave in to it a couple of times, but...the thing here, ever since Jill and I broke up, it's you who I've been thinking and fantasizing about, so when I discovered that you were in fact involved in some of the things that happened, even to the degree that you were, I thought then I was finally going to have that opportunity, to finally do it, not with anyone else...but with you." Guilty Pleasures Ch. 10 "Who's Jill?" I found myself asking, though I said it to myself. "And I nearly allowed that to happen as well, even though I knew it wasn't right. I allowed my own curiosity and temptation to get in the way of my reasoning, something I should never have ever done. I'm just glad it never went quite that far for one thing, because I now know, it can't and never will." "I know that now too," Jared told her. "Like I said...I think just because Jill reminded me so much of you, which is the reason why I even began thinking about it in the first place." "Ok, sorry for interrupting, but who is this Jill person anyway?" "Jill Welsh, she was Jared's first true love, and not just a passing fancy at the time either. They had known one another for years, they'd literally grown up together as kids. Bill and I seriously thought one day they would actually get married, when the time came." "But I screwed that one up too," Jared said butting in. "We broke up my junior year of high school, which was again my own damn fault. I'd been pressuring Jill into having sex with me, something she had repeatedly told me she wasn't ready for yet. We'd done other things of course by then, but mostly just mild petting, nothing serious. She wanted to wait, asked me to do the same. But I kept pressuring her more and more until she finally couldn't handle the pressure any more, and broke up with me. Shortly after that, her parents transferred her to another high school, and then a short time after that, they even found a new place and moved away. I never saw, or spoke to her again after that. Anyway, I now know, because Jill did remind me so much of you, that not having her around anymore, I quite naturally began looking at you, as Jill." "Well, that explains a few things anyway," I stated. "So you see mom, this still didn't have anything to do with anything you did...not really. I'd been dealing with my own guilt for a long time, thinking about you in ways that I shouldn't have been in the first place. But now I know the reason why. So I've come to terms with that, and accepted that now. You see...when I saw you sitting in the chair, saw the tears in your eyes falling, yet the love you still had for me as you did, as you sat there humiliating yourself in front of me. I saw not your face, but Jill's. It was the same look she gave me just before we broke up. And then I realized, I was about to lose you...as my mother, the same way I lost her. Because of my own foolish pride, stupid illogical reasoning. And I knew then, in that moment...I had made a horrible, horrible mistake. And so again...for that, I am truly, truly sorry." "Well I'm just glad that we've somehow managed to make it here," Susan told him. "But...there's no need for you to do anything rash, certainly not move out of the house, unless that's something you still wish to do. Just do it for your own reasons, and not for the reasons you indicated earlier. I'd prefer it if you continued to live at home, at least for a while Jared. You'll be moving out on your own soon enough as it is anyway." "So you don't hate me then? Either of you?" "Of course not," Susan and I said almost simultaneously. "Believe it or not Jared, we both love you. "Maybe things happened that now shouldn't have, but the fact they did cannot change the way I now feel about you. But I for one, am glad that we've all come to our senses about this. You need to make your own decisions, have your own choices and not have anything forced upon you, no more than you tried to force yourself later upon us. In that...we were all wrong. But now hopefully, we've been given a new chance to set things right again. So, can we all agree on that? Forgive and forget as it were?" "I can...if you guys will," Jared stated, and then received a hug and a kiss from Susan in response to that, and then from me. "Well, I still think I'm going to be heading back. I've already ruined apart of your weekend as it is. Maybe at least you can salvage the rest of it, still have a little fun together." I saw Susan's eyes rise in surprise upon hearing that. "You're ok with that? Still? After all this?" Jared laughed. "Oh mom, give me a little credit anyway. You guys are friends, albeit close friends," he snickered. "No...the thought of that doesn't bother me at all, and frankly I'm glad that you can, that you do. But you are adults, responsible for yourselves, just as I now know that I am. So no, I say have fun, enjoy yourselves and quit worrying about what I think one way or the other about it, but more importantly, quit worrying about me. My time will come when it's supposed to, and not before then." Jared stood up, preparing to leave. He glanced out across the pool area, and then froze. He looked as though he'd seen a ghost. And in a way...he had. "What?" I said looking over in the direction he was, but didn't comprehend what it was he was looking at. Though Susan did. "Oh my god!" She exclaimed suddenly sitting up, as Jared all but collapsed back down into his seat, his face having lost all color. "What?" I repeated again. "See that young attractive little blonde just sitting down in the lounge chair over there?" "Yeah?" "That's Jill!" Susan said sounding almost out of breath. "Well I'll be damned," I exclaimed just under my breath as I sat there looking at what appeared to be a younger image of my very best friend. "No wonder." ** We all sat there in silence watching the young woman as she spread out a towel on one of the pool lounge chairs preparing to lay back and catch some sun. I was a bit surprised when she reached back around behind herself, undoing the clasp on her top, letting it fall. Unlike Susan, her breasts appeared more similar to my own in their size and shape, a nice full perky "B" cup, and perhaps a bit fuller than my own. But it was obvious that Jared was surprised when she did that, let alone surprised at just seeing her there after all this time. "Damn, I've never really even seen her boobs before," he said still in somewhat of a state of shock. "Now suddenly, there she is...after all this time, just lying there..." "Maybe you should go over and say hi to her," I suggested. Jared looked at me like I was insane. "Why not Jared? What have you got to lose? What's she going to do? Make a scene? And even if she does...which I'm willing to bet she won't, what's the worst that can happen anyway? Ask you to leave? If she does...then leave. But you won't know one way or the other unless you go over there." "She's right Jared. If you don't do it, you'll never forgive yourself. There's no way you can just up and go home now, not after seeing her again. And not until you've at least made some attempt to speak to her. If nothing else...just go over, tell her you've missed her, you're sorry, and then see what she has to say about all that. If she still has feelings for you too, you'll know it. If she doesn't...well, then you'll know that too. But you won't know anything one way or the other, unless you go over there and find out." Still weak in the knees, Jared did stand, holding briefly onto the table for support, screwing up his courage. "Well...if she does hit me, I hope she hits me hard enough for all three of you...because I'll certainly deserve it," he stated, and then finding his legs, he slowly began making his way around the long end of the pool slowly approaching her. It was like watching it all in slow motion. No one else around the pool area even seemed to exist anymore, somehow fading away. I glanced first towards Jared as he rounded the diving board heading directly towards her at the far opposite end. She was by now applying a bit of sunscreen to herself, glancing about as she did, and then as though sensing something...looking over in his direction. Her hand froze on her flesh, her hand suddenly coming up to shield her eyes. She sat straight up in her chair then, and I half expected her to reach for either her top or the towel beneath her, but she did neither. Jared had stopped midway towards her, hesitating, gauging her next reaction perhaps. Which when it came, was totally unexpected, for everyone. As quickly as she had sat up, she now stood. She made for neither her top, nor her towel in order to cover herself with. In the next instant she had closed the gap between them before Jared could even react to it. So unprepared for it, when she reached him running at nearly full speed, Jared lost his balance, and together the two of them fell sideways into the pool, clinging to one another as they did. "Now that's what I call a welcome!" Susan laughed, as I sat there and joined her, totally surprised by what we'd just witnessed. ** We sat watching them thrash about wildly in the water for a few moments. Curious onlookers sitting nearby, temporarily watching them as well, wondering what all the sudden fuss and laughter was about. Finally, Jared managed to say something to her, now pointing in our direction. I saw Jill wave, as Susan waved back, and then we watched her sprint the short distance across the pool as she swam towards us, soon after getting out, Jared following behind. She arrived moments after that at our table, dripping wet, bare breasted, and obviously not the least bit embarrassed at being so, though amusingly, Jared was. "Well, well Jill. Been a long time, nice to see you again," Susan told her. "I've...we've missed you," she then added and stood up giving the young woman an affectionate hug as Jill all but clung to her, hugging her back excitedly, just as Jared only then reached us...smiling. "So...what are you doing here anyway?" Susan asked. "As a matter of fact, I just moved back a few days ago, got a place of my own, plan on starting school again in the fall. Thought after all that, I'd come up here, spend a few days relaxing, gathering my courage...and then see if I could find Jared, see if there was anything worth salvaging between us. Low and behold...guess who finds me instead? What do you call that anyway?" She said suddenly pressing herself against Jared kissing him deeply right there in front of us, with poor Jared not at all sure at the moment where to put his hands. "Perfect timing?" I suggested, and then burst out laughing as Jared finally gave up worrying about it, and embraced her as everyone about us stood there looking on. ** The pool waiter came over and took new drink orders from us, this time ordering Jared as well as Jill a non virginal drink. I liked the fact that she wasn't at all shy or inhibited about sitting there bare breasted while we did so, though of all people, it was Jared who seemed the most perplexed and confused by her newfound boldness. "Want me to go over and get your uh...towel or something?" He'd asked her. "Why? You embarrassed about seeing my boobs? I thought you always wanted to, and now...here you are trying to cover them up instead. Though if you are uncomfortable, I guess I will if that's what you really want." "I didn't say that...it's just that, well....um ah....seeing you, I mean, like this, suddenly..." "Jared? Relax, enjoy your drink," I told him, and then removed my own top, just as Susan did. "See? Now we're all relaxed and equal here, though some more than others," I said once again looking at Susan's much larger breasts. This time however, Jared didn't even bother noticing, his eyes glued on Jill at the moment. "So, what are you doing up here anyway?" She now asked the rest of us. For a moment, Jared had a worried look in his eyes. "Same as you...just getting away for the weekend, trying to relax, though Jared here just mentioned the fact he was thinking about heading back, rather than staying." "Oh? And now that you've found out I'm staying here? Is that something you're still considering on doing?" "Well no...I guess not, not now anyway. But...I did sort of crash my parent's weekend, so if they don't mind letting me stay in the extra room." I could just see the look on our husband's faces when we told them that Jared had decided to stay with us for the remainder of the weekend. Until Jill once again surprised us all...and I do mean everyone. "You can always stay with me in my room Jared, I am sleeping alone you know." Susan and I both watched Jared's eyes light up with delight upon hearing that, as he stood there grinning at his mother and I sheepishly. "You and I have a lot of catching up to do...in more ways than one," she added. "I think we need to sit down and have a long talk first though...before we do that," she then said as Jared frowned a little upon hearing that. She then leaned over, whispering into his ear. He listened, his eyes growing wide, his face suddenly blushing a little as she stood. "Well, I think I'll go gather up my things and head back to my room for a bit. When you're ready to come see me Jared, I'm in bungalow 37. Oh, I understand they're having an outdoor pool party and barbeque tonight for dinner, you guys planning on being there?" She asked. "Wouldn't miss it for the world!" Susan and I both told her, and then watched her as she scampered off, her cute little boobs bouncing up and down suggestively as she did so. "So Jared...what did she just tell you?" Susan asked, once again seeing him blush upon being asked that. "She said she was still a virgin...but that hopefully after tonight...she won't be." Susan laughed at that. "Isn't that a case of the blind leading the blind?" She teased. "Except, he's not quite as blind as he once was," I reminded her. "And because of that, I don't think it will be quite as awkward for either of them as it might have been back then. And besides...something tells me that Jill's not as blind as we might believe her to be either. I have a feeling, she's honed up on her brail techniques. But, what you Jared, need to get straight in your mind, is if you can accept that. So...can you?" He thought about that only briefly, and only for a moment, and then stood. "Who the hell am I to judge? I'm the one who chased her away in the first place. I'm the one who nearly lost her because of it, who nearly lost what I now have with the two of you, and more so...with my own mother!" It was nice finely hearing him say that, and I gave him an affectionate kiss of my own. He looked at me then, winking. "I don't mind telling you Jennefer, especially now. I still wouldn't mind being with you one day, you know...sort of finishing what it was we started and never really got around too?" "I'll tell you what Jared, see how things go with you and Jill, see how your relationship with her goes first. Work on that...work on yourselves. Perhaps for your birthday maybe." "My birthday? Shit! That's less than two months from now!" He said grinning at me. I laughed. "I didn't say 'which' birthday, and I also said...maybe." Jared moaned, nodded his head smiling. "Yeah...maybe, maybe then." He then kissed his mom, told her how much he truly did love her, and then dashed off in the direction of Jill's room. Susan and I held up our drinks, clinking them together, smiling once again. "Hey, you know what I could really use?" Susan asked me. "No. What?" "A really nice massage!" "Think we can still call and get an appointment this late in the day?" I wondered. "To hell with that," Susan said standing. "I was thinking more along the lines of you doing me...and me doing you." "Even better," I told her standing up taking her hand in mine. "Lead the way sweetie...lead the way." **