It had been years since my husband had looked at me the way Max had. I missed the way he looked at me in pure lust. The look in his eyes that said he wanted to take me and just fuck me in such a primal way. The feeling of desire that every woman needs. I got that with my son's friend, Max.

Max lived close to us, but in a small town, it's hard not to live close to everyone. He was a good four years older than my son but acted like his big brother the way he looked after him. I loved having him around my son. He would come over in the summer and swim in our pool. I loved watching them play in the pool while I lay out in the deck chair and sunbathed. I thought nothing of it when I was younger, being in a bikini in my own backyard.

It wasn't until I got older that I started to wear tankinis and then full one-piece suits at the request of my son. His friends would tease him. Saying he had a hot mom. Of course, I kind of laughed it off, but didn't want my son to be uncomfortable with me being around his friends. So, I started to dress more conservatively. Instead of putting on tight shorts and shirts, I just tossed on T-shirts and more loose-fitting shorts. And made sure to put a bra on when they came over. I didn't mind it as long as my son was happy.

I never paid much attention to them until Max turned seventeen and was wrestling varsity. He had lost a lot of weight and put on a lot of muscle. His belly was no longer just Flat, but a washboard. It put my husband's to shame. His arms were defined and strong, as well as his legs. Those calf muscles were thick and strong. A few times, I watched them from my bedroom window as they played in the pool.

On more than one occasion, I found myself daydreaming about him. One particular evening, I had just gotten out of the shower and watched them in the pool while I was wrapped in a bath towel. I soon found myself rubbing my body and letting the towel fall to the floor. I felt like a teenager again, rolling my nipples between my finger and playing with myself as I thought of him climbing on top of me and sliding in my pussy. I couldn't help but moan as I worked on my orgasm.

I hadn't realized it until I opened my eyes but I had moved closer to the open window as I came. Looking down Max was still there looking up at me. He looked away quickly and I ducked away from the window. I was embarrassed and excited about what I had just done. I decided it was best if I just slipped away for the day and waited until he went home. I tossed on a dress that had a built-in bra and headed out the door. I yelled to my son, who was in the kitchen, that I was going out for the afternoon and would be back later.

That afternoon, I took a trip to the mall and found some new boots and a dress that I liked. It made me feel sexy, and I wanted to wear it for my husband. I headed to Victoria's Secret and picked out some new bras and panties, even though I don't normally wear any panties. As I was leaving, I noticed a nice teddy doll on display and bought that as well. When I got to my Tahoe, I climbed in the back and slipped off my dress and then into the new lingerie and dress. I wanted to be fucked right there, but made the fifteen min drive to my husband's office.

When I got there, he was in a mood, and hopefully, I could get him to cheer up. I was wrong! He got upset over some mistake that someone made and just wouldn't drop it. I wasn't given the time of day to even try to show him what I got for him. I left his office still in need and more frustrated with him.

When I finally got home it was about 8.30 PM. I had hoped that Max had left but I was wrong. When I turned the corner to my home, I could see His car was still in the street. I got a little excited thinking of him when I realized he would still be there, and I'd have to endure the embarrassment of him seeing me orgasm in the window. I pulled into the garage and closed the door.

I decided that I should just get a quick one out of the way in the garage before I go in and deal with the mess I made. I trenched over and pulled out my small pocket rocket from the glove box. Pulling the hem of my dress up I went to work on my clit. I tried not to think of Max but just couldn't finish without thinking of him. I finally gave in and thought of him and me in the back seat as I rode his cock. I pulled down my dress and started to play with my breasts again. I finally reached my climax and started to almost scream his name as I came.

With my new lingerie now wet from my escape in the Tahoe, I snuck into the house and tried to make my way up the stairs to my bedroom but failed. I rounded the corner to the stairs to the hallway I ran into Max. I caught a scent of him and felt an even bigger attraction to him. Embarrassed, I just kind of looked past him and excused myself. When I got to the bedroom door, I looked back and saw him still looking at me and smiling. I paused and smiled back at him knowing he liked what he had seen earlier.

Later that night, my husband came home, and I tried again to sleep with him but to no avail. He was too tired and just wanted to sleep. I thought of Max again and fell asleep wanting only one thing, Him in my bed. I dreamt of him that night. It was some of the best sleep I had in a while.

The next morning my husband left for a weekend trip with my youngest son for a ball game and dropped my oldest off at work. I lay in bed thinking of the day before. Deciding not to let it get to me I decided to go for a swim to help clear my head. I reached for my one piece but stopped myself. "No," I thought. "If no one was here to see me, then I'd be perfectly fine with a two-piece to get a bit more of a tan. Dawning my old two-piece, I noticed I had gained a little weight but still fit.

Grabbing a glass of water, I made my way to the pool through the large sliding glass door. I set my towel and water down then jumped in. The cold water still felt good on a warm summer morning. I took my time swimming, practicing my breast, side, and backstroke, until I felt I had burnt enough carbs to feel fit enough for the day. Then, taking stock of who was around and making sure the privacy fence was high enough to keep any neighbors from Seeing me, I slipped out of my swimsuit suite and tossed it to the edge of the pool.

I felt free being in the water nude. I smiled and felt the warm sun on my skin. I took a few more laps letting the sun hit my front and back before swimming to my suite. I was going to grab it, but it had been so long since I'd been nude in my own pool that I tossed it to the deck chair and then climbed out. I took a look at my phone and noticed it was still early, so I decided I'd get a bit more of a tan before it got too hot and humid to be outside. I set a time for an hour and laid on my stomach to get my back, then turned to get my front.

Lying there, I thought of Max again. I thought of him swimming nude in the pool; his body glistening in the summer sun. What I can only imagine is a big strong cock and balls between his legs as he struts around. I started to rub my clit again, thinking of him

I was lost in the enjoyment until I thought I heard a noise from my son's bedroom window. I quickly glanced up and saw nothing. I thought maybe he had gotten off earlier and found a ride home, so I grabbed my suit, wrapped up in the towel, and headed inside to take a shower. I tossed my suit into the hall laundry and went to check in my son's room and see if he was home.

I knocked on the door and with no answer, I peeked inside. Nothing looked out of the ordinary. I chalked it up to just me being a little paranoid and thought nothing of it. I tossed the towel in the bathroom as I walked by on my way to grab some clothes and shower.  I picked out my new bra and found a pair of comfortable shorts to toss on. I was almost to the bathroom when my phone rang from outside. "Great," I thought. "Now I have to go all the way back down and grab my phone." Reluctantly, I trekked back down and grabbed my phone. It was a missed call from my son. I didn't bother to call back and just brought it to the kitchen and set it down, walking back to the shower.

When I got to the bathroom door I noticed the shower was on. I stopped in my tracks and thought if I'd left the shower on. I know I've done this quite a bit. Get ready then have something else to do and forget what I was doing. "Well hell, it had to be me. Why would anyone come into my house and just try to shower?" I stepped into the shower and closed the shower door. Turning the water down to a nice cool level made my nipples poke out a little more as I washed up.

Then the door was pulled open in a flash! I freaked and screamed. Standing in front of me was Max in all of his glory! I desperately tried to cover up. As I saw the shock in his eyes as glanced over his body. Max closed the door, but the force was too much, and it bounced back open. He took off and I closed the door. In a panic, I didn't know what to do.
When did he get here? Did he see me in the pool and was this intentionally done?

I quickly realized that by the look on his face, it wasn't intentional, but I didn't know about the rest. I hopped out of the shower, wrapped up in a towel, and headed to my son's room. I wish I hadn't opened the door so fast because it was now me walking in on Max in his naked body. His hard cock in his hands, Stroking over my swimsuit. I stopped and just stared at it. Time stood still as I watched him for what felt like an eternity, those muscular hands sliding up and down on his shaft. I was sold on what I wanted.

He stopped and looked at me in sheer horror. I smiled as my eyes gazed at his very man-sized cock. "Need some help with that?" I asked. Max tripped over his words, trying to say something as he tried to cover up. "Don't worry I'm not mad. Just wish you would have been upfront with me." I stepped towards him, not even realizing it. As if someone had taken over my body.

I was soon standing in front of him as he pointlessly covered his cock. With a smile, I tugged at the towel, and it fell to the ground. Standing with each other more inches apart, he let out a nervous smile, and I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. It was one of the most intense intimate moments I've had in a long time. I quickly slipped my tongue into his mouth and let it dance inside him. I felt him let go of his cock letting it hit my belly, and his hands wrapped around me, fully embracing the moment. I pushed him back on the bed and got on my knees. Propping himself on his hands, looking down at me I let out a sly grin.

I slowly lowered my lips over the tip of his cock and teased it, licking the tip so that I slowly worked it in and out of my mouth while I stroked the shaft and tickled his big balls. Every time I pulled back, I'd take a little more in my mouth. His groans of pleasure gave a good indication of how good I was doing. when I got it down to touching the back of my throat I let out a moan of enjoyment. I looked into his eyes as I popped his cock out of my mouth and licked it up and down. Then licking each ball and sliding his cock back down my throat.

Max made a deep grunt and felt him release his cum into my mouth. The shot was so strong I gagged and pulled away, letting his next few shots land on my neck and boobs. I couldn't help but feel proud of myself for getting him off so quickly. I smiled and kept eye contact with him as I rubbed his cum into my skin. "Follow me. We are going to have some fun today."

I got up grabbed his hand and led him to my bedroom. "Lay down," I said pointing to my bed. He laid down and I climbed on top of him. With his cock still soft I slid my pussy over it and to his wast. Then took his hands and put them above his head. Then reached for the bedpost and pulled out my velcro restraints and cuffed him. He looked a little worried. I kissed him and told him not to worry. I was going to make sure he would remember today. I slid my pussy back to his cock and started to hump him until it got hard. I kissed him with passion, wanting more and more of what I knew was wrong. I moaned into his ear, encouraging him to get hard again, for me.

It wasn't long until he was at attention gain. With one long slide up his smooth shaft, and slide back down, his cock penetrated me. I let out a moan of acceptance as I dug my fingers into the pillow on either side of Max's head. I paused for a moment. Enjoying the full length of his manhood inside me, I kissed him and whispered to him that he felt soo good inside me. I ran my hands down his arms to his chest as I sat up and started to grind my clit into him.

I put my hand on his cheek and told him not to cum in me. And then slid up and slammed down on him hard. "Aahhhh!" I screamed. It felt so good having him hit so deep in me. I started to ride him and gyrate on his cock. I reached back and played with his balls while I pushed my clit into his pelvis. I came "Oh god! I'm gonna cum!" I screamed as a wave of intense pleasure swept over my body. My pussy convulsed as I dug my nails into his chest. "Oh my god, yes!" I fell on his chest gasping for breath.

I heard Max whimper, "Oh god, please don't move." As I shifted my weight, he groaned and I felt him cum inside me. "OOHH, god, Mrs P!" Max yelled as he pushed up into me more, pulling at his restraints. I felt his cum deep inside me with each spurt of cum. My mouth hung open with shock and excitement. I sat on him letting his cock fill me with his seed. "Oh god, no, I'm so sorry, Mrs P!"

I giggled and smiled at him. Undoing his restraints I told him not to move. "It's okay, Max. I have back-up plans for things like this. However, since I have to use it, don't you think it would be best to get the full use out of the day? I mean my son won't be home all day and my husband's gone until tomorrow." I slid off of his cock which was getting softer by the second and lay beside him, resting my head on his chest.

To be continued...