Jake would lose his mind if he ever found out how many wet dreams I had starring his mom.
For the longest time, I’ve fantasized about Mrs. Evans. She’s one of the most beautiful women I’ve ever seen. Big blue eyes, shiny long black waves of hair, pouty red lips, and the most perfect pair of tits ever known to man. For the entirety of my life, she’s been off-limits. She’s married to Mr. Evans, a boring and balding (but also loaded) man.
And oh yeah, she’s the mother of my best friend Jake.
Jake would lose his mind if he ever found out how many wet dreams I had starring his mom. And if he knew I was at his mom’s door right now with every intention of seducing her…
When Jake went off to college, I was sad to have my best friend move so far away from me. With my shitty grades in high school, I was never destined for college. After graduation, I stayed in town. To support myself, I’ve been picking up random jobs.
Including keeping up the garden at the Evans’ house.
See, when Jake went off to college, I also saw an opportunity. With him out of town, I could begin my plans of turning my fantasies of Mrs. Evans into reality. And with Mr. Evans currently away on a business trip, I can finally put my plans of seduction into action.
The door opens. My dick hardens at the sight of Mrs. Evans. She’s wearing a tank top that shows off her generous cleavage and denim shorts that cover her ass but not much more than that.
“Luke, what are you doing here?” she asks.
I give her my most charming smile, tipping my imaginary hat. “Hello, Mrs. Evans.”
She shakes her head, clicking her tongue. “How many times have I told you to call me Jessica? Mrs. Evans is my mother.”
In a low and slow voice, I say, “All right, Jessica.”
She nods. “That’s better. Now what are you doing here? You just worked on the garden yesterday.”
“I just thought that I should check up on you since your husband is out of town.”
She laughs. “That’s sweet of you but totally unnecessary. Well, since you’re here, would you like something to drink? I just made some sweet tea.”
“I would love a glass of your amazing sweet tea,” I tell her, eliciting a wide grin from her.
When I follow her into the kitchen, my cock gets even harder at the sight of her tight ass. Christ, she’s a sexy woman.
She pours me a glass of sweet tea, then hands it to me. I thank her, then take a sip. Normally, I don’t care for sweet things, but I do love Jessica’s sweet tea.
I “accidentally” spill some of the drink onto my white t-shirt. I kind of regret wasting the sweet tea, but it’s worth it for the way Mrs. Evans flushes and catches her breath at my now see-through shirt.
“Damn it, I’m so clumsy,” I say, resisting the urge to smirk. I know I’m an attractive guy with a good body, and I’ve caught women ogling me when I’m at the beach. With an exaggerated sigh, I take off my shirt. My lips twitch with the impulse to grin when I see Jessica staring at my six-pack.
“Oh my,” she whispers. She shakes her head. “Sorry, let me get you a t-shirt.”
I grab her hips. “There’s no need to apologize. And there’s definitely no need to get me a shirt.”
She sucks in a breath. “Luke…”
I put my mouth on hers, thrusting my tongue between those pouty red lips. She is totally into it, kissing me back and holding the back of my head. But suddenly, she pulls away.
“Luke, I’m a married woman,” she breathes.
“But your husband’s out of town. And I bet he hasn’t been able to satisfy you for a long time.”
She doesn’t deny my words. “Still, my son is one of your best friends…”
I whisper into her ear, “He doesn’t have to know.” I cup her breast. As she moans, I feel her nipple pebble under my warm palm.
She hisses, “Fuck, I want you.”
“And I fucking want you, Jessica.”
We pounce on each other, ripping one another’s clothes off. My dick threatens to explode when I see her naked tits and pussy. Jesus, she’s more perfect than my wettest dreams. Her eyes travel down to my manhood. At the sight, she licks those pouty lips.
“Damn, you’ve grown up to be one fine man,” she says.
“And you’ve always been one fine woman.” I slide a finger into her cunt. She groans, coating my hand with her juices as I explore her sex.
“Luke,” she breathes as I thrust my finger deeper into her. Like a hungry kitten, she mewls when I slide my digit out of her cunt. But her mewling comes to an end as I grab her hips and shove my cock into her eager pussy. Crying out, she arches her back.
“How do you like having my dick inside your cunt, Mrs. Evans?” I breathe.
“I love it,” she says breathlessly. “But didn’t I tell you to call me Jessica?”
“My apologies. How should I make it up to you?”
She moans. “Make me come.”
I oblige, thrusting into her. Her screams fill the house as I fill her pussy up with my hot white seed.
I kiss her. “How was that?”
“Amazing.” She grins. “But I think you should do that again.”
I return her grin. “Your wish is my command, Jessica.”