Chapter 2
Now that he was gone, the two of us, left alone, lay on the bed together. I was surprised at how frank and honest we could be with each other.
Elaine looked at me and smiled. "I suppose you think I'm an awful mother because I know what my son does."
I looked at her and said, "No, I don't think you're awful at all. I think you're being honest. Most kids are doing it tonight on the back seat or the front seat of some car at a drive-in movie."
"That's the way I look at it," Marvin's mom replied. "My son and I have always leveled with each other."
I sighed as I lay back on the bed and looked upon what a beautiful woman she was.
"I'd sure like to suck those titties if you don't mind," I told her.
She replied by brushing her breasts across my mouth and as they waved in front of me, my tongue swept out licking their nippled surface. I used my teeth. I used my tongue. And I managed to stimulate her in this manner.
As she became hotter and hotter, so did I. The sudden urge to know what it would be like to try back door sex overpowered me. My hands went for her behind. I rubbed them gently, stroking them, playing with them and stimulating her. As she saw how stimulated I was becoming, she smiled, "You see why I like to make it with young boys, don't you?"
I nodded, "Yes, I see. They really are the hottest, aren't they?"
She nodded enthusiastically, "I fucked one kid seventeen who did it to me nine times."
"That's a pretty good record I'll have to admit," I told her. "The most I ever made it was five times."
She looked at me and I knew that she knew what I felt I had to do. Then, without making a big fuss about it, she went to the bathroom and brought back a jar of vaseline. She sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out, she gripped my penis and began massaging the vaseline on it. As she stroked up and down, with the vaseline, I felt my rod becoming stiffer and stiffer. The next move was for her to make. She straddled my hips, guiding herself over my rod.
I reached out grasping her beautiful breasts, as she slipped her anus over my penis. I was amazed at how really difficult it was to get my hard penis up her ass-hole. I was glad that she gave me some assistance. Wiggling her anus, gripping the penis, she managed to get herself over it. But it was a struggle. I thrust myself up with hard driving thrusts and got it in. We rode together like this for a couple of minutes and I knew I would have to slow up or I would get my gun off. I didn't want to go off that fast. I found that watching her face, her beautiful green eyes, appreciating her ivory skin, her red flowing hair, as well as her rosy red nippled titties, gave me a tremendous charge while I fucked her ass-hole.
"Fuck me. Fuck me," she demanded. "Oh, oh. Ah. Ah. Yes, yes, that's it. That's it, now you're fucking, now you're fucking. Ohhhhh. Ohhhh. Do me. Do me. Fuck my ass-hole. Fuck my ass-hole. Ohhh. Ohhh. Now. Now!"
The hot excitement of the wild ass stabs up her sweet ass-hole couldn't last forever. Finally, the hot come exploded in her tight behind. Vigorously gripping my penis in her anus, she milked me. I felt the hot sperm shooting out of my rod and I was helpless in the power of her passionate, vigorous movements.
Reaching out I continued agitating her breasts. The nipples became terribly erect at the moment of orgasm and as my fingertips pinched them, I could see she was deriving an enormous sensual thrill from it. Throwing her head back from side to side, the lust driven eyes turned me on.
She didn't jump off me until I had finished shooting. Then she slowly slid herself off and I felt funny as she left me alone and went to the bathroom.
It was the most incredible night of fucking I had ever had. Sure I'd made it with chicks my age. But they were never like this. They would do this. They would do that. But they had their hang-ups and they would never let me try everything that I wanted to try. Elaine was different. No adventure was too much for her to try. That was why I enjoyed fucking with her. Our age difference made no difference. It wasn't how old she was. It was how young she was. It was how beautifully she knew how to perform sexually.
After she came back, I got off the bed, went into the bathroom and took a shower. Then I came back and lay down beside her and fell asleep. I didn't hear Marvin come in later that night. I was out like a light, having enjoyed a wild night of sex.
I knew nothing until the next morning, when I smelled bacon cooking and the coffee aroma in my nostrils. I turned and awoke with a start and glancing at where she was the night before, suddenly realized what I had been involved with. I was so glad that I had had the chance to lay her. Because, this was what I had had in my mind from the first moment I laid eyes on her.
She swept into the bedroom, wearing a pink chenille robe and smiling. "What would you like for breakfast, Fred?" she smiled.
I told her, "Anything is okay with me."
She laughed, "You're not difficult to please at all."
"Why don't you come over here and give me a good morning kiss?" I asked.
Throwing her head back, she laughed, "All right, if that's what you want, that's what you'll get."
She walked over to me and I put my arms around her and kissed her passionately. I was glad we had an understanding whereby we could enjoy each other and not make a big fuss about it. Then when we had finished necking for a few moments, I got up, got dressed and went out to breakfast in the patio.
Glancing out on the sun swept lake, I could see sailboats and water skiers having a ball. I was so glad that I had come to spend the weekend at Mother's place.
"Do you like water skiing?" Marvin asked me.
I nodded. "Sure, I like water skiing. Have you got a speedboat?"
"Yes," he smiled. "I do have a speedboat and water skis. If you want to go water skiing, let's go."
I enjoyed a good breakfast and then we went water skiing for the day. It was a lot of fun racing with the skis over the beautiful blue lake. I was amazed at how good I could ski, considering the fact that I hadn't been water skiing for quite some time. Marvin knew how to drive the boat and I was glad for that. He would whirl it around and let me bounce up and down on my water skis on the waves.
That evening I had a good time back at the house. But I will admit I felt strange to know that Marvin knew what I was doing with his mother.
That night when we went to bed, he asked me, "You have a good time this week-end?"
I nodded, "Yes. I did have a good time. I hope you're not disgusted with me."
Marvin smiled. "Disgusted?"
Then, I told him, "Yes, I thought maybe you'd be mad over what happened."
He smiled at me and said, "I'm not disgusted at all. If you want to do what you want to do with her, that's your business, not mine. She lets me bring any chick I want over and that is what matters to me. So, I hope you don't take offense."
I told him that I didn't take any offense, that I had a ball and that I was glad we could have a good time.
Then, when we went back to the city, I didn't think much more about it. But the following year, when Marvin was away to school, I got better acquainted with his mother.
I drove over and I asked her, "Can I help you out while your boy is gone?"
She looked at me and smiled. "It's awfully nice of you to think of me but I'll bet you're thinking of yourself too, aren't you?"
I looked away. I knew the truth was that I wanted to have a long running affair with her. But I felt awkward and foolish for me to be asking her. I was seventeen; she was thirty-five, yet she was a beautiful woman and her flame colored hair, green eyes and ivory skin always turned me on. She knew it, too.
I told her, awkwardly, "I missed you-an awful lot."
Then she smiled and said, "You want to go to bed, don't you?"
I replied nervously, "Yes. I haven't quit thinking about how much we enjoyed each other since we had it together."
She nodded nervously, "Well, I suppose if you don't tell anybody so we're not hurting anybody.
Looking at her, I could see she was really a sensitive, kind, sort of person and she really didn't want to hurt anybody. And it was as if she read my entire soul and being. She understood how much it meant to me to have the adventures in the flesh that any young man needs.
"Could we go into your bedroom and have sex?" I asked her.
"If you want to," she smiled.
Then going to the door, she locked it. She pulled the drapes. She went to the radio and turned on the music station and then proceeded to her bedroom. It seemed to me she was as anxious to have sex as I was.
Softly, as the music was playing, she undressed. When her beautiful breasts jutted into view, I got so hard I could barely stand it. And then, when she was reduced to her panties, I wanted to pull them down.
I went over to her, now reduced to my shorts and smiled, "Please, baby, let me pull your pants down. Then I'll fuck you."
I knelt, pulling her pants down and kissed her vagina lips tenderly, delicately. Her hands roamed to my head as I kissed her there. Then, she got on the bed and I straddled her. Looking down at her beautiful body, I found myself becoming more erect by the moment. Her beautiful breasts appealed to me so much. I wanted to slip my penis between them and massage my penis with her breasts. I gripped her breasts, slipping my penis between them and then slowly massaged my cock. I could feel it in my balls. I could feel the excitement race up and down my spine. I could feel the excitement all the way down to my tingling toes.
Her face was flushed; her eyes were eager; her body was hot and so was mine. Slowly sliding down as the beautiful music played, I guided myself into her womanhood. Then, easing my penis into her vagina, I thrust forward with a hard shove. Instantly, she accepted me. It was a wonderful sensation as I felt her warm beautiful vagina gripping, massaging and grabbing me. It was also great to feel her soft beautiful breasts under my chest brushing back and forth, back and forth. I bent closer to her, looking into her eyes and then brushing my lips softly against hers. Slowly my tongue licked along her lips and then whipping inside her mouth my tongue found her tongue. Our tongues threshed back and forth like this. After a few moments of tongue fucking, I concentrated my energies and focused my attention on my shaft sliding in and out of her moist well.
No doubt about it, she knew how to use her cunt muscles. Gripping it, she squeezed and produced a strange slapping effect. I looked at her and told her, "Don't do that again or I'll shoot. I can't take it."
She laughed, "That's what I call snapping pussy."
"Don't snap your pussy anymore if you expect me to keep the action going at this pace."
Her arms went around me and I felt her gripping my buttocks, squeezing, grabbing and massaging and then ever so slowly she slipped one finger up my ass-hole. As her finger penetrated my ass-hole, my ass muscles gripped it and squeezed it. It was a beautiful feeling and I was delighted and thrilled for all the sensations that were flashing through my body. But above all, I loved the feel of my penis inside her hot twisting, working vagina.
We kept this up for quite a while. Our action becoming more stimulating, more exciting by the moment. I could hardly believe anything could be as intensely exciting as this was for me. There was no doubt about it; she had a body that would not quit and I was determined to give her the best fuck she had ever had in her life.
"Fuck it. Fuck it! Fuck it!" I shouted to her.
"Oh, baby, it's beautiful. It's beautiful," she groaned.
Her body pitched in hot response to my driving hard cock thrusts. The two of us were one. I never dreamt anything could be as half as exciting as she was making this magical moment of fucking. The aroma of her body intoxicated me. The music was driving me on. Her finger driving up my ass-hole was like something out of this world. And as our bodies pitched we began sweating and panting.
I gasped and grunted and groaned.
And then I came. The hot come exploded in her vagina. She pulled her finger out of my ass-hole, gripping my buttocks, pulling me tighter to her. I continued thrusting and then I felt her gushing. We had come on target. The wild excitement of coming together made her excited.
She laughed and smiled, "Baby, we're right on."
"I know what you mean," I laughed with her.
Then sliding slowly, I pulled my penis out of her beautiful vagina. I turned over and lay there and rested. She looked at me and asked me if I didn't have any young girl friends. I told her I did.
She said, "Then why do you come back to me?"
I explained to her as best I could that the reason I came back to her was because she put such feeling into our fucks. I told her that some of the young chicks I met were no good. They wouldn't do a damn thing. You'd ask them to blow on your dick and they'd tell you to eat their cunt. I always felt that if a gal couldn't lick my joint, that I had no right to be eating her cunt. I call it democratic sex. Turnabout is fair play when it comes to fucking as far as I'm concerned.
She smiled at me and did a light tattoo with her fingers on my stomach. Then she said, "When I was a young girl, I always used to hold back. Oh, there were things I wanted to do but I was always afraid."
"Why were you afraid?"
"Because when you're young, you don't know how little any sex act means when you care about someone," she said softly.
"I don't understand," he replied.
She looked at him and wanted to say more but knew that he wouldn't understand. And so, she said nothing.
Then she suggested, "Why don't you take a shower and come back."
He agreed and went to the shower, but called out to her, "Why don't you take a shower with me?"
She smiled, "AH right, we'll take one together."
They took the shower together and when they had finished showering, she dried him off and went back into the bedroom.
They got into the bed and she suggested, "I'll do some things that no chick has ever done to you I'll bet."
He looked at her, puzzled, "What kind of things?"
She replied, "Things like sucking your ass out. Did any chick ever do that for you?"
"No," he replied. "No chick ever suggested doing that to me."
She nodded, "There are a lot of things that can be done by someone who isn't afraid to express love with every part of her body. I'll show you how this is done."
He got on all fours and Elaine got behind him. Then she reached for his buttocks and gripping them she let her tongue lick all around his tight, quivering anus. Suddenly, she thrust her tongue high up his ass-hole and slid it back and forth teasing his balls with her tongue. He pushed back and she thrust forward. Watching in the mirror, he got an enormous charge out of the action. He could hardly believe his penis could get so hard. Reaching down he gripped his penis and started pulling.
But Elaine wouldn't have it. She wanted to do it for him. So she reached around and grabbed his penis and started jerking while she was sucking his ass-hole. He flipped.
He laughed, "This is great. Getting rimmed while you're giving me a hand job at the same time. Now that is what I call real fucking."
This action didn't take long to bring him to the point where she knew she had better tear her tongue out of his ass-hole and swiftly pop her mouth over his penis.
He told her, "I can't take much more of this. Get your mouth on my prick."
She slipped her tongue out of his ass-hole and allowed him a chance to turn over. He drew his legs apart, so she could get her mouth over his penis. She shoved her mouth over his penis and started sucking swiftly. His hands went down to guide her. He jabbed forward and she went down to the base, of his penis. Back and forth, back and forth, her mouth traveled over his long, hard dong. Glancing in the mirror, he found himself receiving an enormous charge just from watching. He pitched forward, jabbing his penis down her throat as far as it would go.
Panting, struggling, gasping, he told her, "I'm fucking your throat. I'm fucking your throat."
Elaine was so moved by the magnificent manner in which he rode her that she could hardly wait for the moment when his sperm would flow down her throat. She had enjoyed the first cock-sucking action so much. And she had looked forward to the opportunity to suck on it again. She was glad that he had decided that while the other chicks were fun, she topped them all. It gave her a magnificent ego trip. She had always been an attractive woman. She had exercised and kept her figure. Now that a young man was this hot to slip between the sheets with her, she was driven out of her mind with happy excitement. It was with total delight, total pleasure that she let her mouth slip swiftly back and forth, back and forth over the young man's nine inch penis.
"Suck that prick, suck that prick. Oohhhh. Aaahhhhh. Yes. Yes, that's how it's done. Keep it going. Keep it going. That's it. That's it. Suck that joy stick. Keep sucking. Ohhhh. Ahhhh. Yes. Yes. Faster. Faster. Harder, harder! Ohhhhh. Ahhhhh. I can't take it, I'm coming. I'm coming. Ohhhhh. Ohhhhh. Ahhhhhh."
As Elaine felt the hot gush of the sperm load slide down her throat, once more she appreciated what a fabulous young stud she had been fortunate enough to lure into her bed. The juicy goodness from his penis tingled and thrilled her and she determined that this was going to be her man until he found someone else.
Finally, she slid off his penis and smiled at him and he at her. Then they both wrapped their arms around each other and he lovingly, passionately kissed her, as if to say 'thank you'.
We lay like this a few moments and then I knew I had to split. I explained to her that I had to go to another job.
But, she got uptight and said, "Why don't you work for me?"
I tried to tell her that I was sure my folks would have a fit if they knew that I was working at her place.
She said, "I don't like having you sneak around about us. There's nothing wrong with this, it's just that they see it wrong. You understand that surely, don't you?"
"I do, but they don't."
She thought for a long moment and then she said to me, "Marvin's gone. My husband isn't here and I've got nobody. If only you could mow the lawn, do odd jobs, little things, I could give you thirty dollars a week and that would help you and you wouldn't have to go to that horrid old store and box those groceries for people. This would be so much better. Can't you see that?"
I told her, "Yes, I can. I'll do what I can with my folks."
That night when I went over to my folks' place, I explained to mom and dad that I wanted to work for Elaine, Marvin's mom.
Mom asked, "How about your job at the store? They're expecting you."
I told her, "Look, mom, this is different. I can be my own boss. Over at the store, they'll work me like a slave. I don't want to box all those groceries and fill those shelves with all that damned canned goods stuff. Please listen to me."
Dad took my part, "I don't see where there is anything wrong with Fred doing this if he wants to."
"Thanks, dad," I told him.
I was fortunate that there was no more debate. The next day I couldn't wait to get over to tell her that I could work for her. She was an industrious woman and she kept her place beautifully but who could expect a woman to mow the lawn.
The first thing she asked me to do was to mow the lawn. I mowed it and when I had finished, she smiled and said, "Now would you like to take a shower?"
I told her, "Yes, I would."
I went into the shower and she followed.
She smiled, "How would it be if I would take a shower with you?"
"That sounds like fun," I told her.
We both stepped naked into the shower. I handed her a bar of soap and then I felt her hands going over my body as the water from the shower washed me and she soaped me.
I reached for the other bar of soap and started washing her breasts. It was a wonderful feeling to feel her breasts as the water washed over them. I reached down with the bar of soap to wash her vagina. It was a pleasure to build a suds in her moist, hairy triangle. I did enjoy her body so much. There was something about her that stimulated and excited me. I don't know why but there was. My penis kept getting more erect and more erect and I knew I'd have to screw her right in the shower. She understood this.
Taking my penis in her hand, she built up a nice lather along its swollen surface. Then, parting her legs she pulled me to her. As the head of my penis slipped into her, I felt myself sliding into her hot wonderful hole. I had never fucked anybody in a shower before. It was indeed a super sensation. She knew just what to do and with her vigorous muscles, succeeded in producing some sensations that I never knew existed.
We fucked like this for half an hour. Then, she turned me around and said, "I want to do things in on the bed."
We went into the bed and I was very much excited. Then I lay on my back and she straddled my thing. I liked to see her vagina close up. I liked to look at the hairs and examine them. I loved the aroma of her body. After the shower, she had applied a lot of delicious smelling body splash. Its enticing lemon-lime fragrance produced a magnetic pull to her vagina. My tongue thrust forward as I swept over the hairy surface of her moist triangle. It enticed me. It delighted me, excited me and drove me up the wall.
I jabbed my tongue in her hot hole. I licked the walls of her velvety vagina. My tongue flicked back and forth across her love button. As it became erect, I flicked my tongue faster and faster. Reaching up, I grabbed her breasts. I pinched the nipples with my finger tips. It was a fabulous sensation, which I enjoyed so much. Our bodies were connected, tongue in vagina, fingertips on nipples. She found delight in watching in the mirror. Turning her head, she saw my face enmeshed against her vagina and this prompted her to push her pussy tighter to my face. As I rode her in this manner, we found ourselves getting hotter and hotter. My quickened tongue pace continued and I went faster and faster as I tongue-fucked her. She howled with excitement. I hoped that no one could hear us because I knew that her loud cries might attract a neighbor. And then when I got so hot and she got so hot, instinctively my tongue shot forward, my teeth nibbled at her clit and she gushed in my mouth.
The hot juices that came to my tongue drove me wild. I wanted more, more, more.
Finally, she cried, "Suck my pussy! Suck my pussy! Ooohhh! Aahhh! Yes. Yes. Faster, faster, fuck it, suck it, love it."
She didn't have to tell me to do a thing. My hands had flipped from her nipples to her buttocks. I pulled her closer to my face almost as if I never wanted to let her go. She could tell from the way I hung on to her how much it meant to me.
Finally, she had to pull off. I hated to have her pull her pussy away for a minute. I wished we could have remained like this forever. But that fantastic moment of climax can only last for a second and then it's gone, vanished forever. But vividly it remains in my memory. As she went to the bathroom, I followed her with my eyes. Her beautiful behind, the way she walked, she was indeed the most sensuous female I had ever seen. It was difficult to tell what feature of hers meant the most to me. It may have been the flame red hair set against the ivory white skin. It could have been her trim figure, her slim waist, her lithe legs, her soft shapely buttocks. Yet, it might have been those jaunty breasts with her rosy red nipples or it might have been that furry, red triangle between her legs where my tongue loved to lick so much. But, this I did know, in totality Elaine was a package that would make a dead man spring to life for one more fuck.
When she came back to the bedroom, looking glamorous as always, she smiled and said, "In a way I feel guilty, Fred. I'll bet I'm keeping you from young women. You really do have the right to go with any young girls you want to. It's just that as long as nobody is taking care of you sexually, I see nothing wrong with me taking over."
I looked at her and said, "Honey, you don't know how much you mean to me, but I suppose I do need some affairs with young women. So, if I do step out now and then with other chicks, that doesn't mean that we can't fuck every now and then."
This, somehow, got her. I thought she was sincere, that she meant that I should play around when opportunities presented themselves, but apparently, it was just her line.
She flinched nervously and said, "I hope I'm good enough for you."
Quickly, I explained, "Elaine, baby, you said I should play around and have a little fun if I could find some chick my age, didn't you mean that?"
Then, she gulped nervously, nodding, tears moistening her eyes and smiled, "Yes, I meant it. Of course I meant it. You know that."
I could see that I had gotten into something that I really didn't plan to get into and I thought the best way to break it was to find me another girl.
At school the next week, I made a date with Joyce. Joyce was a sharp young gal and I heard she liked to blow guys and I figured she might as well be blowing me as anybody. I dated her to go to a drive-in show the following Saturday night.
Mom had heard about her bad reputation and she warned me before I left for my date on Saturday night, "I don't think it's very good for you to be going out with that girl. I've heard plenty about her. And none of it is good."
I looked at mom and said, "I don't tell you how to run your life, don't you start telling me how to run my life. If I want to go out with Joyce, I'm gonna go out with Joyce. Okay?"
My father understood. Mom had tried to dominate him and he wasn't going to let her get by with doing it to me.
He walked over to mom and said abruptly, "Damn it, let the kid live his life. You can't pick his dates. And you better not make a big fuss about it if he does want to go out with her."
Mom shrugged and walked off. But, I heard her say under her breath, "It would be nice to be treated with a little respect around this place some time."
I went out that night hoping to have a real ball with Joyce. We went to see a picture I had heard so much about, "The Godfather". I thought it would be a perfect film to take a young girl to and the only problem was that she got so interested in the film I could hardly get her to monkey with me. When we were kissing, she still kept one eye on the screen. I had to take her hand and place it on my penis to try to draw any attention to my sex organ. This disgusted me. I could see no reason why she shouldn't be ready to give me the action that I needed. However, I found it necessary to unzip my pants, take her hand and pull my penis out for her. This disgusted me. Any girl who is worth being a Saturday night date, ought to know enough to pull a guy's joint out of his pants on her own. Not Joyce, not seeing "The Godfather". I would suggest nobody take a date to such a good movie if they want to get some sex action. Most of the pictures had been so dull that that has not been a problem so it never crossed my mind that "The Godfather" would be that good. However, once she got a load of my prick and saw how big and long and horny I was, she did get momentarily diverted.
"My what a big cock you've got," she smiled.
I told her that I would appreciate it if she would pay a little attention to my penis and a little less attention to the movie.
She smiled and said, "Can't we do this after the picture?"
I was disgusted. I had to sit there all through the movie and it was a long film, before I could get my chick to go down on me and blow my prick. Finally, the picture ended and during the shorts and cartoons, thank goodness she kept her word. Joyce bowed over my penis and started sucking on. just the head of it. I was amazed at what a good cock sucker she was. As a matter-of-fact, I would have to classify her as a head artist if there is such a thing. I pulled my balls out so she could play with them too. It was a bit difficult doing it in the front seat of the car. However, I made the most of it. As she sucked up and down to the base of the penis, I felt the electric tingle going up and down my spine. I got so excited I was gasping for air.
"Suck that prick, suck it, suck it, suck it," I cried.
And then I suddenly shot my load in her mouth. She sucked it steadily until every drop was gone. Then slowly, she pulled her mouth off my penis.
She asked, "Now, how about eating me?"
I bent over and was surprised. She was wearing no panties. Joyce was prepared.
I had to look up and tell her, "Baby, I can see you're ready."
She giggled quietly, "It's good to be ready on Saturday night."
We both laughed. Then I went between her legs and let my tongue lick along her slit. Stabbing her gash with my tongue, in and out, I began licking the velvety walls of her vagina. I could taste the hot liquid surfacing as she became more and more intensely excited. I liked the way she let her fingers run through my hair as she guided me over my staff.
"Faster, faster, faster," she cried. "Ooohhh, aahhh. Yes, yes, that's what I like. That's what I like. Do me. Do me. Oohhhh, aahhhh. Yes, yes, suck, suck, suck."
I was amazed at what a fabulous job I could give her. I guess I had become quite a pussy eating specialist. Having serviced Elaine, I knew my way about a woman's joy hole. By gently jabbing my tongue along the hot inner walls, I managed to keep her excited. Then, licking the clit, sucking on it as if it were a small penis, I managed to stimulate her to that high point, that high pitch of feverish sexual excitement.
She was gasping, groaning and moaning, "Oohhhh, ahhhh, yes, yes. Eat my pussy! Eat my pussy! That's it! That's it!"
Now, she gushed. My tongue licked joyously as she juiced. It was an erotic trip on the front seat I'll never forget. Joyce was all the boys at high school had said she was and more. Apparently, she had been "well trained. Finishing, I licked my lips and pulled off her pussy.
Smiling, I sat up and she said, "Would you like to see the movie again?"
I sighed, "I don't think I could sit through that bloody spectacle again. I'm sorry."
She was obviously much more turned on with the picture than I was. We drove out and as I let her off she said, "I really can't thank you enough. We have had a fabulous night."
The next day my father said, "Have a good time last night, son?"
Mom looked daggers at him.
I laughed and said, "Yeah. Joyce isn't such a bad girl. As a matter-of-fact, she's real good."
Mom looked at me and shot instantly, "That depends, of course, on how you define good."
We went on eating our breakfast together not saying very much. I knew what she was thinking.
Dad asked me, "How are you coming on that job for Marvin's mom? Are you satisfying her?"
I didn't like the way he used the word 'satisfy'. However, I knew I couldn't let on a single thing. So I simply nodded and shrugged.
Then I said, "I guess I'm doing okay."
Mom busied herself, going to the kitchen and not paying much attention to what we were saying. It was obvious we had both disgusted her. Apparently, she knew something about Elaine and apparently, she didn't care much for her. But then, I had it figured, women seldom admire the glamorous older woman who knows how to keep herself so beautiful she can turn on men of all ages. They consider her a threat. And believe me, Elaine could hold her own against any woman, including young Joyce. As a matter-of-fact, I think Elaine knew how to give blow jobs better then Joyce. And I'm sure Joyce would raise hell if I'd ever asked her to eat my ass out. I wouldn't even bother.