Weekend Chores
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She stood in the bathroom doorway and smiled at her husband on the bed. He was still breathing heavily as if he'd just run a marathon.
"You wear me out, babe," he moaned in exhaustion. "I can't keep up with you."
She ran her hands across her naked body and replied, "I've still got it."
"That you do," he agreed. "That you most certainly do."
She turned and stepped back into the bathroom and admired her body in the mirror. She fluffed her hair and moved her head around in the reflection. Her hands lifted her breasts and let them go and they gently jiggled in place. She arched and turned a bit to view her backside.
"Yes," she said to herself. "I've still got it."
She stepped back into the bedroom and found her husband in a deep, exhaustive sleep, gently snoring away.
"But you aren't a nineteen-year-old anymore," she whispered to him as she climbed into the bed and pulled the sheet up.
She couldn't sleep.
She wanted to get a drink, and she picked up her nightgown from the mess of covers at the foot of the bed. It was a pink nightshirt of a soft cotton material, but there was a huge cum stain right in the middle of it.
"Ugh," she whispered as she threw it over towards the bathroom door.
She glanced at the clock on her nightstand.
2:15 in the morning. Jeff should be asleep upstairs. It was worth the risk.
She gently opened the door to her bedroom and peaked out. The light from her bathroom was still on and it was just enough to expose her nakedness had anyone been looking in that direction.
She quickly stepped out and closed the door gently behind her. She padded her way barefoot across the den and into the kitchen. She paused at the kitchen entrance and glanced up to Jeff's room. He had spied on her giving her husband a blowjob and she was thinking about his view.
She went into the kitchen and headed straight for the refrigerator. There was a half of a bottle of wine leftover from dinner and she wanted a good drink of it.
As she opened the door, the refrigerator light was very bright and she lost her night-vision, but she found her wine bottle. Her breasts were hanging down and swaying as she grabbed the bottle. She stepped back and closed the door.
She was temporarily blinded when the door closed and she turned around to make her way to the cabinet for a glass.
She stepped right into a person standing there.
She stifled a scream as she dropped the wine bottle.
Whoever was there saved the day by quickly pressing his body against hers, trapping the bottle between their bodies. She took in a deep breath as the cold bottle settled between her naked breasts.
His hands quickly went around her back and held her tight to him to keep the bottle from falling. Her nipples slid around in his chest hair as he pressed hard against her.
Then as she stood paralyzed in surprise and fear, he quickly grabbed the bottle. His other hand slowly slid down to caress her ass as he stepped back.
"Mom? Really?" she heard her son say to her with his usual smirk. "Are you a late-night wino or something?"
"Oh, Jeff!" she sighed in relief. "I'm so glad that it's you."
"Well, I for one am really glad that it's you and not Dad," he said in a gentle, but teasing voice.
"Oh my gosh!" she said as she realized she was naked. She grabbed a dish towel from the counter and held it up. Of course, she held it up to her neck which only caused it to fall between her breasts.
"Mom, really?" he asked. "That's only making me want to look more."
She looked down at what she was doing and laughed.
"Well, okay then," she said. "I guess you're pretty happy with the view?"
He leaned close and whispered in her ear, "I'm fucking rock-hard happy with the view."
She immediately glanced down and in the semi-darkness of the room she could see his erection. It throbbed and bounced as if it sensed her there. As if it knew she was still wet from sex and growing warmer by the second.
"Oh, Jeff!" she whispered.
She stepped away from him and leaned back on the counter. His eyes were all over her body as she popped the cork out of the wine and took a sip.
"I know why I'm here at two in the morning, but why are you in here and naked?" she asked him.
"I was just sipping some water over here in the corner when you came in and put on the show," he replied. "I've been sleeping naked lately and I didn't want to find my boxers."
"I didn't put on a show," she replied. "I just wanted some wine."
"Well from my point of view, it was a hell of a show as you walked in and bent over in the light of the fridge," he said as his hand went down and gave his hard cock a squeeze.
"Oh, my!" she said as she watched him handle his cock. She attempted to take a drink from the bottle but her eyes were on his dick and the wine spilled out of her mouth.
In seconds, he had rushed over and was licking the wine from her breasts and neck where it had dribbled.
She reached down and cupped the back of his head as he licked the wine from her body.
A few seconds later, he was on his knees and had her nipple in his mouth and she moaned, letting her hand move down to the back of his neck, guiding him to take her in his mouth. His other hand came up and took her other nipple between his index finger and thumb and gently twisted it.
"Mmmmm," she moaned softly as desire and pleasure ran over her body.
He took the bottle of wine from her hand and moved over to the other breast, taking the nipple into his hot mouth.
At the same time that he gently took the nipple with his teeth and tugged, he pushed the neck of the wine bottle between her legs.
She jumped at this, and her legs spread just a bit, enough for him to push upward. She was so hot and wet that it slipped right inside of her pussy.
"Ohhhhh!" she exclaimed as the cold neck of the bottle pushed inside of her. She was in shock at the intrusion but he quickly slid it back out of her and stepped back.
He had a proud look on his face as he raised the bottle to his lips.
Her hands went to cover her pussy lips as he took a drink from the bottle and then slid his lips around the rim and the neck.
"If that was too cold, I have something a hell of a lot hotter that can take its place," he replied.
"Oh?" she teased. "You want to take that hot cock and put it inside of my pussy? You want to fuck me?"
He confidently took another long sip from the bottle, leaning back against the counter so she could see his throbbing cock.
This had gone too far. She had gone too far.
He had gone way too far.
But they were both too far gone to stop.
"So fuck me then," she said.
She turned her body away from him and leaned forward over the small kitchen island. She arched her ass into the air, offering her pussy to the hard cock and man behind her. It was primal. It didn't matter who he was. She needed to be fucked.
He moved up behind her and got into position. The head of his cock was dripping with pre-cum and he smeared it around the head. He wouldn't need any of that tonight though as he pushedTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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