Even in the low light, Melissa could see Karen’s face blush a deep red as she nodded her response. She then asked, “Will you apologize to Jake for me?”
Looking up at Melissa, Karen replied softly, “Yes… of course.”
Leaning in closer, Melissa whispered, “I promise to make it up to both of you next time.” Without any warning, she then gave the middle-aged mother a quick peck on the lips. The kiss may have lasted only a millisecond, but neither woman could deny they felt a powerful spark. Karen’s eyes went wide with disbelief from her friend’s action, and her pink rubbery nipples that were hidden behind the bedsheet hardened instantly.
While Melissa backed away, she smiled and said, “Don’t worry… I can see myself out.” She placed the strap of the duffle bag over her shoulder. After opening the bedroom door, she looked back and stated, “Bye for now, and tell Jake I’ll be back soon.”
After Melissa walked out of the room, Karen sat on the bed with her oiled-up naked body wrapped in the white cotton bedsheet trying to make sense of what just happened. She found herself confused, conflicted, embarrassed, and… extremely aroused.
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Later on, Karen straightened up the guest bedroom and took a shower to wash away the slick and sticky residue of the massage oil from her body. After getting herself cleaned up, she put on a fresh pair of panties, a bra, and a knee-length yellow sundress with buttons all down the front.
With a few moments of alone time remaining before Jacob got home from school, Karen decided to take advantage and relax on the sofa with her book. She found it extremely difficult to concentrate, however. Her thoughts kept returning to Melissa and the massage from earlier.
It wasn’t the actual massage that Karen felt conflicted about. It was more how her body reacted to Melissa’s touch. In fact, if they had not been interrupted by the text from the DA’s office, she would have allowed another woman to bring her to orgasm. The prudish mother felt a slight quiver in her vagina, remembering how close to the edge her friend had taken her.
Karen knew for a fact she was not a lesbian. She felt homosexuality was a grave sin and an abomination. However, she couldn’t help but admit that she felt somewhat disappointed when Melissa was interrupted and unable to push her off the cliff. Karen could still sense the phantom sensations of her friend’s talented fingers massaging and exploring her most personal of spaces.
Once again, Karen blamed her body’s reaction to the chemical-laced hormones of the WICK-tropin… there was no other logical explanation. She hoped and prayed that Dr. Grant would eventually agree to the plea deal offered by the DA’s office. If he would do so and give the authorities the antidote, then perhaps they could reverse the effects, and things would go back to normal for everyone.
A few minutes later, Karen heard Jacob call out from the kitchen, “Hey Mom… I’m home!!”
While turning a page in her book, Karen turned her head towards the doorway and replied, “In here, Sweetie.”
When Jacob entered the family room, he found his mother on the sofa reading one of her novels. Karen was wearing a yellow cotton dress with the top two buttons undone, giving just a hint of cleavage. Her hair was in a stylish ponytail, and her reading glasses gave her that ‘sexy librarian’ appearance. He couldn’t help but think his mother looked simply radiant.
Without looking up from her book, Karen asked, “You’re running a bit late today… is everything alright?”
Setting his bookbag down on the opposite end of the couch from his mother, Jacob replied with a sigh, “Yes, ma’am… everything is fine. We were late getting back from Fort Morris, is all.”
“Oh, that’s right… your field trip… how did it go?” Karen asked.
Jacob replied, “Great, mostly… the only downside was that the bus driver, Mr. Harris, didn’t believe in going over thirty-five miles per hour.”
Karen chuckled then replied, “Jake, you have to remember… Mr. Harris is close to eighty-years old. Driving a bus of that size at his age is probably a challenge. I’m sure he was just trying to be cautious.”
With an exasperated tone, Jacob commented, “Mom! Caution is one thing, but we were going so slow that on the way back, a girl on a bicycle passed us on the highway.”
Shaking her head, Karen retorted, “You must be exaggerating… I’m sure it wasn’t that bad.”
Jacob plopped down in his father’s La-Z-Boy recliner and responded, “I know he’s old, but you wouldn’t think it would take that much effort for him to push down just a little harder on the accelerator. Maybe he should go ahead and retire.”
Karen looked over at Jacob and said, “Now, Jake… don’t be rude. I bet you wouldn’t appreciate it very much if someone was disrespectful like that towards your Grandpa George… would you?”
Softening his expression, Jacob shook his head and replied, “No, ma’am… I guess not.”
Glancing back down at her book Karen confirmed, “I didn’t think so.” She turned a page and added, “Besides, the most important thing is that you are home safe and sound… better late than never.”
With a sigh, Jacob replied, “I guess you’re right.” He then sat up straight and asked, “Speaking of being late… where is Ms. Turner? I thought she was coming over today?” While rubbing the erection growing inside his pants, he added, “I could really use her help right now.”
Continuing to read, Karen replied, “She was here earlier, but unfortunately, she had to leave and go to her office for a meeting.”
“Oh… did it have something to do with the Dr. Grant case?” Jacob asked.
Karen nodded, “Most likely. I mean, she didn’t say for sure, but I would guess that’s what it was about.” Looking over at Jacob, she added, “Ms. Turner did ask me to give you her apologies, by the way. I told her you would be greatly disappointed.”
With a despondent tone, Jacob sighed and said, “Yeah… I suppose I am.” He then added with a more cheerful voice, “However, that means you will stand-in for Ms. Turner… right? That was our deal after all.”
Karen replied while taking off her glasses, “Yes, Jake… that was our deal.” After marking her page, she closed her book then leaned over and tossed it onto the coffee table. “However, it is getting late, and your dad will be home soon.” After standing up, she smoothed out her skirt and continued, “So I suggest while there’s time, we head up to your room and… Oh my goodness!!”
Karen was slightly shocked to find Jacob had unbuckled his pants and pulled out his fully erect penis. It was very odd for her to watch her son sitting in his father’s recliner, casually stroking his unnaturally huge cock. Putting a hand on her hip, she asked, “Young man… just what do you think you’re doing?”
With a grin, Jacob replied, “C’mon, Mom… what’s it look like?”
Rolling her eyes, Karen retorted, “Okay…. I know WHAT you’re doing. I’m referring to where you are doing it. You know that’s your dad’s favorite chair.”
Without slowing down, Jacob shrugged his shoulders and replied, “He’s not using it right now. What’s the harm?”