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Difficult Boy Part. 2

Date: 8/16/2016, Categories: Fantasy, Cheating, Erotica, Incest, Author: kristak, Rating: 87.8, Source: sexstories.com

orgasm. She opened her eyes and screamed. A hazy figure was watching her through the glass shower door. It was too steamy to make out anything but a silhouette. She sprang up and yanked open the shower door to see Tommy holding a mug in his hand. "Jesus Christ, Tommy! Did you ever hear of knocking?" She yelled angrily. Once again she found herself trying to cover her naked bits with nothing but her bare hands. "I did knock!" he yelled back defensively. "I thought I heard you say come in!" "Well I didn't!" "Well I'm sorry! Do you want your fucking coffee or not?" "Watch your language, mister!" she warned, immediately feeling ridiculous for it under the circumstances. She had the vague recollection of screaming obscenities at him as she rode his bone. What the hell had gotten into her? She had never been that vocal during sex in her life. Of course, she'd done a lot of things last night that she'd never done before. Still, she felt like slapping the offended look off his face, as if he was so innocent. She swallowed her anger. After all, that was what had gotten her into this whole mess. "Just set it on the counter, please." He set it down and turned to go. "You're welcome!" he snapped sarcastically and slammed the door. So much for relaxing! How long had he been standing there watching? How much had he been able to see through the cloud of steam? At this point, did it even matter? They'd had sex, for chrissake! Repeatedly! Still, how would the little bastard like it if she ... watched him masturbate? Probably a lot, she thought with a shiver, trying to chase the picture of that first sight she'd gotten of his manly erection from her mind. She went to the coffee and gulped it down greedily. The fact that it wasn't too hot to gulp told her a little bit of how long he'd watched. She sighed and went back to her shower. He was such a difficult boy. Gretchen went back to bed--her own bed--after her shower, and slept 'til late afternoon. She awoke feeling much better and famished. She put her hair up in a ponytail and slipped into her robe--why get dressed this late in the day? Then she went to find Tommy. Much as she dreaded it, she had to talk to him about what had happened. As she had predicted, her poor pussy was so sore she had to walk awkwardly with her knees apart. She found Tommy in his room, playing video games. He didn't see her at first as she stood in the open doorway. He looked so grown up, as if he had suddenly turned into a man. I guess I turned him into a man last night, she thought with a hot flush creeping up her face. She shuddered as she saw the unmade bed, sheets rumpled and covers twisted haphazardly. Her missing shoe was there, lying in the bed like an accusation. The scene of the crime... When she looked back, Tommy was looking at her. When their eyes met he smiled. Gretchen was momentarily speechless, taken aback by the open happiness on his face. She couldn't remember the last time she'd seen her son truly smile. Whatever she had ...