Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

I jumped every time the phone rang. I couldn’t get the fact that Frank has taken my pictures out of my mind! I kept going back to that moment when he told me he would call me when he figured everything out with fear. What did he mean by that? Wasn’t the fact that I let him take me enough for that kid? And the fact that he was just a kid, eighteen year old kid, was making the whole matter worse!

I haven’t told Tommy, I couldn’t. I didn’t know what he would say, what he would think, I would just have to figure something out on my own. I realized now how dangerous it was to bring someone totally unknown to me into my little “Slut” world. How could I have done that? How could I have been so weak?

Playing a slut for my son was unique; I would not give that up for anything in the world. Anytime I thought of him my pussy got wet and my mouth watery, knowing how good his cock tasted. But letting someone I didn’t trust take me? How could I have?

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It was one of those warm Saturday nights in the valley where most people stayed inside enjoying a nice, air conditioned house or an occasional dip in the pool. The air was still and muggy, a little unusual for this part of the world where it was mostly dry. My husband and I were watching television, a program called “Survivor” when the phone rang. I immediately tensed up thinking that it could be THE phone call. My husband got up and answered it. Soon he got pretty irritated and handed the phone off to me.

“Kate, it’s your son, and he’s drunk wanting a ride. I ‘m not going to go out there to get him… for Christ sake it’s ten o’clock… you can if you want to, but I’m going to bed.”

I took the phone from him as he walked away.

“Hallo, Tommy where are you?”

“Mom, listen I’m at Jason’s house and I a … had too much to drink to drive home… could you come get me?”

“Tommy can one of your friends give you a ride home?” I could hear music in the background and some laughter, sounded like girls.

“Mom, they’re all drunk… please… can you come get me?”

“Ok, you’re right, don’t let them drive you, what about Jeannine, is she there?”

“Mom, Jeannine’s gone and her husband isn’t here either, it’s just us.”

“Ok honey, I’ll be there in twenty minutes.”

I got up ready to go, but noticed that I was wearing a night shirt. God, I have to change, I can’t go like that. I went upstairs and saw that my husband was already in bed. He was in such a bad mood, I didn’t want to turn the lights on or wake him.

My daughter Kristy was spending the night at a friend’s house and I’m sure she had some clothes I could wear. I know she wouldn’t mind. I walked into her room and looked in the closet.

My god, all I could see were skimpy shirts or blouses and mini skirts. I found couple of jeans but after trying them on found out they wouldn’t fit. Oh god, maybe I should go into my closet and get some clothes? That would wake my husband up, I really didn’t want to hear him bitch.

I picked up a skirt and tried it on. It was one of those stretch minis that covered my ass and hips but that’s it. The mini was hugging my every curve. I took my nightshirt off and tried one of her shirts. It was low cut with only two buttons in the front. I put the ensemble on and looked at myself in the mirror.

Oh my god….. Jesus, that showed off a lot of skin. My big tits were barely contained in the shirt, and of course, I had no bra on so it showed off a big part of my tits. The buttons looked like they were about to burst, and the shirt did not cover my stomach.

Looking at myself in the mirror I started feeling sexy. I ran my hands up the side of my hips and over my stomach. I bent over and looked at my tits hanging down and the cleavage… Oh Jesus, that looked so hot.

I turned around and looked at my ass… my round full ass. I bent over a little spreading my legs and noticed how easy my skirt rode up exposing my ass. I still had no panties on and I saw my moist pussy in the mirror. I grabbed a pair of black heels and slipped them on. Looking again I held my breath, I looked gorgeous… sexy… almost slutty.

I realized I was loosing track of time and looked at the watch. Fifteen minutes has gone by. Alarmed I pulled the skirt down and headed for the door. All I could think of was getting my son before any of those drunken teenagers could give him a ride home.

I drove in a hurry, trying to be careful, since I already had some wine tonight. I got to Jason’s house, got out of the car, pulled the skirt down as best as I could and walked up to the door. I could hear the music blasting inside.

I rang the door bell and soon Jason, answered the door. He showed me inside with a big smile on his face, constantly looking me up and down. He was wet, dripping with water and wearing only a pair of shorts.

“Well hi Kate, come on in, you want a beer?”

“Hi Jason, no I’ll pass on the beer, I came to get Tommy, is he here?”This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yeah, we’re all sitting around in the hot tub, come on in.”

He handed me a beer even though I said no. I hesitated a moment, and took it out of his hand, oh well, why not, this was a party after all. I noticed that Jason was looking at me with his eyes wandering down to my cleavage, no doubt seeing more of my tits than he ever had before.

“By the way, that was a great photo shoot you did the other day, have you seen the pictures yet?”

“No I haven’t, are you sure I looked OK?” I was more curious of what I showed than anything.

“You mean Tommy didn’t show you the pictures yet? What a bum! Well would you like to go upstairs to my room? I’ll show them to you.”

His constant gaze running over my body told me that I shouldn’t although the thought of being alone with him in his room made me shiver with excitement and wonder of what could happen.

“No… it’s late, maybe some other time, I just need to get Tommy.”

He was obviously intoxicated; he continued staring at my tits and than my hips. I smiled and looked around… god, I could be his Mother but I could still make him drool.

I followed him out into the back yard and onto the patio by the pool where the hot tub was. I saw my son and two girls with another boy sitting inside. I recognized one of them as Gina, Jason’s sister, the other girl I didn’t know. The boy was Steve one of my son’s friends from school.

“Hey Mom, thanks for coming to get me,” Tommy said with a smile.

Everyone was looking at me with hungry eyes, even the girls; both stared at my full, enticing figure. I came up to the tub, and Jason quickly dropped into the water. I sat down on the lawn chair, making sure to keep my legs together, remembering that I didn’t wear any panties.

They were carrying on a conversation but every one of them, from time to time would look over at me. God, I could tell the boys were trying to get a peek between my legs but the girls? Maybe they were just intimidated.

“Kate… you can come in here with us, the water is great,” Gina said after a while.

I was a little surprised at her comment since I had no bathing suite on.

“Oh sweetie thanks but I don’t have a bathing suite on.”

“Well you could easily fit into one of my Mom’s… she’s gone and I’m sure she wouldn’t mind.”

Everyone agreed especially the boys probably imagining me in a tiny bikini. I looked over at Tommy and saw that he was looking at me with anticipation in his eyes. I could tell that the idea exited him and I have to admit, it exited me as well.

“Well maybe just for a little bit, that water does look good right now,” I answered smiling at Gina.