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A few months ago, I'd gotten my first gray hair. Was I really going to wake up a teenaged stud and ask him to fuck me? He would reject me. He would tell Steve I had made a pass. Even Hank might find out. I was crazy to take this risk. Wasn't I?
As I crept down the dark staircase, I found the living room bathed in blue light. Colin must have fallen asleep with the television on. Or was he still awake at this hour?
No, it wasn't the TV after all. It was the computer screen. But Colin was not at the desk, he was sitting on the couch watching moving images on the screen. I thought it was odd he had turned the sound off to watch a movie until I realized he was watching a porn film! I couldn't believe it. A 1-minute clip repeating itself just showed a man and a woman fucking.
I meant to turn away, and I should have, but first I glanced at Colin and got another shock. He was still dressed, but his fly was open and his hands were wrapped around a cock that could have competed with the one i
n the movie stretching the actress's pussy.
Wow! I didn't know what to think. I felt so bad about invading his privacy like this, and I felt so excited seeing in person the vegan cock I had been dreaming about, and I felt so dirty being here.
Should I stand here and watch this admittedly captivating sight? Should I turn back before he caught me? Should I just walk up to him and say, Hey, Big Boy, why wear out your hands when you could use what I've got?
This could be my best chance, since he was already aroused. But if I announced my presence, he might also be shocked and embarrassed to the point that I would never get another chance at him. And maybe he would make so much noise it would wake up the household.
My head was telling me to turn around now, even as something else urged me forward.
I tried to think. If I were alone in my bed, rubbing my clit, and then discovered Colin watching me, how would I react? I wasn't even sure. A part of me thought I would relish finding his eyes on my pussy and would jump at the chance to let him satisfy my need. Another part of me thought no, I would feel violated. And that part seemed more realistic.
I quietly crept away from the scene of this young man rubbing his generous cock. I finally turned and tip-toed back up the stairs. I snuck past my son's room. My paranoid mind imagined him awake inside knowing what his mother had just tried to do, but I pushed that thought out of my mind. A bigger fear was in the room ahead.
The door to my bedroom, mine and Hank's, was open, just the way I had left it. My husband, it seemed, had not touched it, but did that mean he was still asleep? What would I say if he asked me -?
I crept into our bedroom and found Hank in bed still snoozing. He had no idea. I had gotten away with it and no harm had been done, I assured myself. I closed our door, hung up my robe, and tiptoed naked to the bed. I gently lifted the blanket. Hank's snoring was undisturbed. Even my loudly pounding heart did not wake him. I slipped into the bed beside him. And then he started to wake up!
"Hmm?" he said.
I slipped my arms around him. "I'm in the mood," I whispered.
"Tomorrow," he promised.
I don't know how he managed to sleep while I jilled off for the next half-hour.
The next morning was my first sanity day. Last year at work I had used up none of my sick days, and on New Year's I lost them all. I didn't even get a raise out of the deal. So this year I was determined to cash in a few sick days, and today was one I took for my mental health.
After Colin and Steve went to school and Hank went to work, I had the house to myself. I took a nice, long bath, soaping up every inch of my flesh that I could imagine Colin nuzzling. I shaved my legs as well as my bikini line. The fur I left I trimmed as soon as I had toweled off.
I looked over my body in the mirror. If Colin saw me naked, he was going to see me at my best. And after I had chickened-out yesterday, there was no way I would miss another chance to show him what I had.
I threw on a blouse that showed off my cleavage. He had glanced at my tits when they were modestly hidden. Give him a better look, and he should respond even more.
I put on a skirt, but no panties. Maybe at dinner, Colin would drop something, and I could part my knees just enough to grab his attention. I was so devious! I just needed to put a few thoughts in his young head, and tonight, while the others were asleep, Colin could well be mine.
At a quarter to four, Colin walked in, but Steve wasn't with him. "Steve will be here later tonight," Colin explained. "He wanted to study with someone."
"And he didn't want to study with you?" I asked.
"I probably shouldn't tell you this, but ah, he's studying with a chick."
I chuckled. "You don't have to be afraid to tell me. I'm not that old," I assured him. "I think it's wonderful. Everyone needs a love life, right?"
"Sure," he said.
"I'll bet you go out with dozens of girls."
He grinned. "Not that many."
"Do you have a girlfriend?"
