In a somewhat excited tone, Karen said, “Well… sit down and tell me all about it.” She then closed her book and pulled her legs back to make room for Jacob to take a seat close to her.
Once Jacob settled on the sofa next to Karen, she straightened her legs and laid them across his lap. He knew exactly what his mother wanted when she began to wiggle the painted toes of her cute little feet.
With a warm smile, Karen sweetly asked, “Do you mind?” With her thumb, she then pointed toward Robert and added, “I would ask your dad, but he’s not in the best of moods right now. You know how uptight he gets on game day.”
It was a bit of a downer for Jacob since Karen happened to be wearing long pajama pants… he liked the sight of and being able to touch his mother’s silky smooth legs. However, it was probably for the best since his dad just happened to be sitting right across the room.
Jacob then heard Robert groan in disgust. As he began to massage Karen’s left foot, he asked her, “So… how is the game going?”
Suddenly Robert jumped up out of his recliner and yelled at the television, “OH COME ON REF!! THAT’S OBVIOUS PASS INTERFERENCE!! HOW COULD YOU MISS THAT??” The passionate father paced around for a few seconds, then sat back down and finished with, “Get some eyeglasses, you moron!!”
Karen shook her head, smiled, and whispered, “Same as always.”
Jacob grimaced and replied, “That bad, huh?”
Karen and Jacob turned their heads towards Robert when they heard him shout, “I DON’T BELIEVE THIS!! EVEN I COULD MAKE THAT CATCH!!” They both looked at each other and quietly snickered. The dejected father then added, “Oh well… at least basketball season will be starting soon… maybe that team will do better.”
Jacob then resumed massaging his mom’s foot. Karen took off her reading glasses and asked, “So… did everything go okay tonight?”
Shrugging his shoulders, Jacob replied, “Yeah, Mom! Like I said… everything was great.”
Karen took a quick glance over at Robert, whose attention was still on the television. She then looked back to Jacob and whispered, “What I mean is… did everything go okay…” She then motioned towards his crotch with her hand that held her glasses and added, “…with that?”
When Jacob realized what she meant, his eyes widened, and he replied, “Oh… that!” He then nodded and added, “Yeah… it went fine with that, too.”
Slowly shaking her head, Karen asked, “So nothing unexpected happened? There’s nothing you need to tell me?”
Shaking his head in reply, Jacob answered, “Nu-huh… no ma’am… nothing to report.” Keeping his voice low, he added, “I guess your help in the shower earlier today did the trick.” He hated to lie to his mother, but he did not want her to freak out. He also promised Mrs. Miller to keep what happened a secret… he still had slim hopes that maybe she would allow Sara and him to continue dating.
Karen smiled as she put her reading glasses back on. After opening her book back to where she left off, the relieved mother said, “Well, I’m glad to hear it. It’s good to know you were able to make it through the evening without incident.” As Karen began reading, she let out a soft moan and added, “That feels nice, Jake. How about changing to my right foot and squeezing just a bit harder?”
“No problem”, Jacob replied. As he complied with his mother’s request, he softly stated, “As I told you, Mom… there’s nothing to worry about. I have it all under control.”
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Meanwhile, across town, Donna had returned home to find David already in bed. He was partially sitting up with the back of his head resting against the headboard, his eyes closed, and his right hand was holding the stack of notes for the Sunday morning sermon. She thanked God that he had fallen asleep watching TV. She was even more grateful that her husband was a heavy sleeper.
After creeping into the bathroom and quietly closing the door, Donna turned on the lights. The sight of herself in the mirror’s reflection caused her to gasp. With her disheveled hair and smeared makeup, the ordinarily well-put-together pastor’s wife looked more like the party girl model from many years ago.
The condition of her dress was even worse than Donna had feared. The bodice and neckline were soaked with Jacob’s virile and fragrant semen. While lowering the zipper, she shook her head and whispered, “Looks like I’ll be throwing this dress in the garbage.” She didn’t know the possibility of saving the dress, plus there was no easy way to explain to the dry cleaner how the poor garment came to be in this condition.
After Donna stepped out of the heavily soiled dress, she started up the shower. While waiting for the water to warm, she stood before the mirror in just her powder blue bra and panties.
Donna had recently purchased the sexy garments as a special treat for David. Today was her first time wearing the alluring items, and she had planned to surprise him once she returned home with hopes to entice her husband for some ‘Saturday Night Delight’.
However, as fabulous as Donna looked in her lingerie, the beautiful wife would probably never get the chance to model this particular set for her husband. The bra was severely stained with Jacob’s slimy teenage spunk, and like her dress, it was most likely ruined.
Another wave of guilt washed over Donna when she noticed the cross pendant that rested at the top of the gap between her boobs. Just like her mouthwatering cleavage, the small gold symbol of her Christian faith was covered in Jacob’s flakey dried-up semen.
Reaching behind her back, Donna unfastened the hooks and loosened her bra. The restrictive yet skimpy garment relaxed and allowed copious amounts of trapped ejaculate to escape from inside the lacy C-size cups and steam down the middle-aged mother’s surprisingly flat torso.
Donna completely removed the bra and tossed it haphazardly into the corner, where it landed on top of her dress that lay on the floor. She then slid the matching powder blue panties down across her curvy hips and allowed them to slide down her long slender legs. With her right foot, she slung the scanty garment into the corner, where it landed on the small pile of clothes.
Before entering the shower, Donna removed the clips from her hair. After shaking out her long platinum blonde locks, she took one final glance at herself in the mirror. She noticed the trails of seminal juices that streaked down her flat stomach… some collected in her cute little belly button.
Donna used her right index finger to rake up several lines of the creamy fluid and, without thinking, popped it into her sultry mouth. The exotic flavor caused her to moan with delight as she sucked clean the recently manicured digit.
While in the shower, Donna lathered herself up with a generous amount of her lilac-scented body wash. Her only wish was that the guilt she felt could be scrubbed away as easily as the dried cum from her silky smooth skin.
Donna stood under the hot water and cleansed herself of the physical evidence. Even with the heavy burden of guilt, her body continued to hum with extreme arousal. As hard as she tried to block it out, her mind continued to replay the scene of her masturbating Jacob’s impossible cock and swallowing much of its incredible payload.