Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)

Jenna and Mom

I wanted to see Mom right after our office encounter, but I knew she had work to do. Instead, I showered, dressed in jeans, a belt, and a T-shirt and grabbed an intriguing fantasy book full of sexy elves and naked nymphs, and started reading. The fantasy world had many great authors to choose from, but I couldn’t declare anything as truly epic unless it gave me a hard-on.

My phone rang at one o’clock in the afternoon, and I put my book aside, though images of bare-breasted women in leathers and chains still floated around my head. Jenna’s name brightened my phone’s screen, and her ringtone blared through my speakers. I accepted the call and said, “What’s up, beautiful?”

Jenna laughed, saying, “You sound like you’re in a good mood. A really good mood. What’s up with you?”

Uh-oh, could girlfriends sense when their boyfriends had gotten some action?

“I’m just happy to hear from you,” I said, trying to think quickly. “So, how’s our plan coming along?”

“My dad went back to work after dropping me off,” Jenna said. “He does work, you know.”

I laughed.

“I did pull my schoolgirl skirt up high on my thighs.” Jenna throat-moaned into the phone. “Have you ever read those dirty stories on the internet where a man drives the babysitter home, and he reaches over and touches her legs and starts rubbing her thighs and slowly works his way to her pussy while she panics and tells him to stop, but once he rubs her clit, she melts for him?”

“No,” I said, my cock growing at the playful shyness I heard in my girl’s voice, “but you’re gonna show me where to find them, and then we’ll read them together.”

Jenna laughed and said, “I felt like a girl from one of those stories. I felt so nasty–in a sexy way–I got a little wet.”

“But it’s your dad,” I said with playful naivete as my cock thickened.

“I can tell you like it.” She giggled. “Aren’t daughters supposed to be attracted to their dads? Isn’t that science?”

We both laughed.

“I want to come over,” Jenna said. “I’d invite you over, but Daddy says you can only come over when he’s home, and you know my mother: She does everything he tells her to do as soon as he tells her to do it, no matter what it is.”

“All right, but my mom’s home, too, remember?”

“Yeah, but isn’t she in her office?”

“I have a bargain with my mother,” I said. “We can’t do anything until we’re responsible enough to handle sex.”

“Ooh!” Jenna said, the noise somewhere between angry and accusing.

“Or until your dad sees that his little girl needs the cock.”

“I like that,” Jenna said, then she laughed. “I mean, I like the idea of him letting us be together.”

“I knew what you meant.” I looked through my wall towards my mother’s office. “Come over. I have to let my mother know you’re here, so if I’m not downstairs, use your key to get inside.”

“Gotcha, see you soon,” Jenna said. “Love you.”ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

She disconnected the call before I had a chance to tell her the same.

I got out of bed and walked down the hallway to Mom’s office with my phone in my left hand out of habit. I knocked on Mom’s door and pushed it open, finding Mom sitting in her chair as naked as before. She looked relaxed when she turned her eyes toward me. I smiled, breathing in deeply. The scent of her pussy lingered in the air.

“I’m busy,” Mom said, her voice softening while her expression turned meek. “But if I have to do something….”

I groaned and said, “Jenna’s coming over.”

Mom’s face went from meek to flat.

“I’m not going to do anything with her,” I said. “I’m telling you so that you won’t worry.” I smiled. “You can hang out with us if you want to.”

Mom’s flat expression narrowed, turning into a sharp-cheeked glare. Even angry, her beauty took on a dangerous quality that made my heart throb.

“Don’t look at me like that,” I mumbled, looking down. “It’s turning me on.” I shrugged. “Look, I’m wearing jeans. Thick jeans. With a belt. Nothing is going to happen.”

“It better not,” Mom said, her voice holding an edge, but then she spoke again in a softer tone. “I know that she’s your girlfriend. I know that you two are in love.” But did she believe it? She must have, given her history with Dad. “I don’t want to keep you from seeing her, but remember your promises.”

“I will,” I said. “I do.” Then, as I looked up and allowed my gaze to take in Mom’s nude body, another thought entered my eyes. “But, if you’re worried that Jenna’s going to want me to feel her up, then I think you better come downstairs for a while. You could stay in the kitchen, and I could go and see you if the urge to touch her becomes too hard to resist.”

The flicker of a smile crossed Mom’s face.

“Jenna thinks it’s sexy to get finger-banged while our parents are around.”

“She does, does she?” Mom asked, licking her lips. She took a deep breath, that hungry, smoky look coming into her eyes. “Do I have to keep you out of trouble while she’s here?”

“Yes,” I said, nodding. “If you want to keep me out of trouble, then you have to.”

“Okay,” Mom said.

My phone buzzed with a text from Jenna. I’m downstairs, it read.

“She’s downstairs,” I said. “We’ll see you soon.”

I slipped out of Mom’s office, my cock growing hard as I went to meet my girlfriend.