"Hi Mom," sighed pretty young Sharon, walking up behind her Mom whileshe was in the kitchen and slipping her arms around her middle and buryingher del...cate face in her mother's hair. Her shampoo smelled heavenly, andshe was wearing jeans and a soft yellow sweater that felt deliciously softto Sharon. For her part, Carolyn--Sharon's Mom--had definitely noticed a specialsparkle in her daughter's eyes lately, and an alluring sensuality in herfrequent hugs, touches and kisses. She stood still. .envy(?) to it.But she went on. "I saw that young black guy the other day, Several blocks from here. You know just where I saw him?" Where?" I replied. Intrigued."He was going into Cheryl and Doug's house." Cheryl and Doug's? I don't who that is." Yes you do," my wife snapped. "Cheryl and Doug are that missionary couple we talked to a couple of months ago at the neighborhood citizen's association." Oh yes," I replied, suddenly recalling that conversation. "Them. Weren't they the ones who'd been. She turned red again and then surprised me by insisting "just hurry up and fuck me!" She almost never uses that word.Her wrists were tied. Her pussy was already soaking wet. I kissed her chest, her neck, her mouth. I whispered in her ear "not yet!" Her pussy pulsed again, another quick orgasm.As I pulled out, she whimpered a bit. Still cumming herself, she begged "wait... don't..." "I warned you" I smiled. "You came too fast!" I put my knees on either side of her and sat up straight, stroking. She still tingled and twitched from the current of pleasure traveling through her body in waves, causing her to whimper between gasps for air.Kitty finally settled from her orgasm with a long, purring moan. She lay her head down on the edge of the tub to catch her breath, and shivered in the sweet afterglow of her orgasm.Chills continued to take control of her body through the whole process of hiding the evidence of her secret pleasure. A last little shiver passed through her as she left the.