Busy husbands met their wives every whim with free spending wallets.
She was fit and fabulous, her skirts were always short displaying to perfection a pert butt and muscle toned legs, her small bust was always on show in a range of close fitting low cut blouses and tops.
Her clothes were top of the range her make up impeccable she was as they say trim taut and terrific, but she was bored and showed it...
I did a bit of wanking and read the required Penthouse etc but birds were not my bag.
Mum was part of a group of women whose men worked at the building game, bricklayers, plumbers, electricians and so on.
Jackie wore a very short mini skirt and a tank top that made her tits and nipples stand out.
This morning as I limped in from the kitchen and passed her a coffee she winked at me and ran her tongue over her lips. Later I was out on the patio when she left the meeting and joined me “Angelique tells me you have been getting fresh kissing and feeling her up, she says you are a horny young stud.”“I have been watching you! She laughed and said “that’s a start, but you have to sound as though you mean it”.“I would love them more if I could get my hands on them” I went on.“Your lips would be better’ she said quietly I pulled her roughly back and kissed her, pushing my tongue in her mouth and my leg hard up against her pussy… ” she cried, And then with my two fingers buried in her my thumb hit a small hard lump at the top of her pussy. I felt the walls of her pussy tremble and her body relax.
My hand was now rubbing against her clit through her panties; my tongue was slipping in and out of her mouth whilst I flicked my fingers against her nipple. Then she changed her mind and moved her legs to allow them to drop. Sunday morning Jackie picked me up in her Mercedes coupe.
We drove to Maryanne’s where we were to pick up the cookies.
I kissed her hard my tongue stabbing roughly in her mouth. Her tongue slipped between my lips, then her mouth opened to suck my tongue deeper into her throat“I want to fuck you” I growled. I felt myself sink into what I now know to be a most wondrous warm silky place... The cookie drive was drawing towards the weekend delivery time.
She struggled and hit out with one hand, pushing and hitting my arm and chest …”Stop it Stop it.”I took no notice cupping her breast and pinching the nipple with one hand and fondling her butt and legs with the other.“Oh shit she cried we mustn’t its wrong”I held her tight as she struggled, kissing her as my hand ran up to the mound in her panties. I moved my hand to the top of her panties and pushed them down; she grabbed my hand to stop me. Having never got this far before my hand wandered aimlessly for a moment over her lush bush …but she was very moist and my finger found its wet mark, I heaved a sigh as my finger entered her. All orders around the nearby suburb were to be delivered by car with a helper to take the cookies to the door. Mum told me that Jackie had asked for me to be her helper.
Their husbands demanded that their sons be men and left it to the wives to arrange that their kids learnt male skills. She asked if I would help out with their cake and cookie drive. My first job was to help in the kitchen, washing up, packing boxes and helping with deliveries.