As soon as she left, Mom threw off her robe and leaned forward with her hands flat on the seat cushions of the couch. “I thought she would never leave,” she gasped. “Quick, get it in me!”
Dropping my pants, I moved behind her, and dug my fingers into her dangling tits to pull her cunt onto my cock, fucking her as if it was the last screw I would ever get.
She gave a howl of glee and pushed back to meet me. “Fuck yes! Just what I need! Seeing you staring at Glenda’s pussy was driving me up the wall. I swear if I hadn’t been here she would have had you in her like a ferret in a rabbit hole.”
I laughed at her analogy, and responded by thrusting more vigorously, until another load of my cum flooded her dripping twat. When I pulled out she flopped over onto her back and sighed contentedly. “If I’d known you were this good – and if I’d thought of it at the time, I’d have let you fuck me when your Dad first left!”
About a half hour after Mom and I had a wake up fuck the next morning, Glenda showed up to take her to the gym to discuss arrangements with Steve. Throwing on her robe, Mom went to open the front, and I dashed to my own room to dress. As I went downstairs, I passed Mom on her way up to follow suit, and when I reached the bottom, Glenda was entering the living room. She was wearing a leotard again, a more modest one, although this time I could just make out the faint outline of her nipples. She declined my offer of a cup of coffee, and rummaged in her briefcase, and I went into the kitchen and switched on the coffemaker. When I returned she was lounging against the door frame with a slight smile, apparently engrossed in studying some documents.
I took the opportunity to study her superb figure whilst she was distracted, and my mouth went dry. Whilst I was in the kitchen she had pulled the bottom of her leotard up so tightly I could see not only the outline of her slit, but the bare outer edges of her pussy lips. She gave no indication of being aware that I had returned, or that I was staring, but when she heard Mom coming down the staircase, she turned away and adjusted her leotard, before giving me a sly grin.
As they were leaving she handed me a slim recipe book. “If you want to help your Mom, any food you have that isn’t in here you can donate to the local food bank. What’s in here will more than compensate, and you’ll be helping people in need.”
They were gone almost two hours. Two hours which I spent alternately resenting Glenda for being a prick teaser, and mentally tugging her leotard aside to have a proper look at her pussy, imagining how it would feel wrapped around my cock. I knew it was a futile dream, because on the rare occasions I saw them together, they seemed to have eyes only for each other, despite the age difference – she was only about four or five years older than me, and he was closer to Mom’s age.
When Mom came home she slumped on the couch looking despondent. “I’m not sure I can do this. Glenda made it sound tough enough, but the way Steve talked he made it sound ten times worse.”
I put an arm around her. “Take one day at a time, Mom. You can do it if you keep your eyes on the prize, and I’ll be backing you all the way.”
“I know you will, but what if I come home too tired to give you what you want? What you deserve? What if all I can do is let you cum in my mouth when what you need is a proper fuck?”
“Hey,” I responded. “I got along before, I’ll get along again. Besides, do you seriously think I’d complain about having my cock sucked?”
She sniffed. “It’s not the same. Women are different. We like fucking, but we can live without it. But once a man knows how it feels to put his cock in a pussy he has to have it all the time.”
I pulled her closer. “I don’t know about that. Only time will tell. Right now the only thing I really care about is seeing you happy. If you don’t want it, neither do I”
“That’s the problem. Although I was never even close to being unwilling, during that last year or so before your father disappeared, sometimes I had to think myself into the mood.” She gestured toward her crotch. “But after the way you did me yesterday after Glenda left, this has been doing all the thinking. Especially since we fucked this morning.” she added, partially contradicting what she had said about being able to live without it.,
Inwardly cursing the effect her unexpected admission had on me, even though I didn’t want her to think I was taking advantage of her, I couldn’t stop myself from asking, “Even now?”
She nodded. “Especially now. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it all morning.” I started to unbutton the top of her dress, but she squeezed the growing bulge that was threatening to split my pants and shook her head. Shuffling forward until her butt was overhanging the edge of the couch, she used her free hand to raise her voluminous skirt above her waist and spread her legs. “Never mind the rest of my clothes, take my pants off and put this into me.”
I continued what i had started until her breasts were bared, before taking her pants off. “I need these too.” I watched my cock slide into her, then lowered my head to feast on her tits. Yesterday we had fucked hard fast and lustfully, but now we were making love, easily and gently, without the urgency of yesterday.