Language: English / Genre:home_sex / Series: Greenleaf reader

Horny balling mother

Kathy Andrews



Kathy Andrews

Horny balling mother

CHAPTER ONE

Joan watched her 14 year old son watching the girl floating in the pool.

She didn't blame Ted. The girl was very pretty, with long hair and a luscious body. But Ted was still too young to be interested in girls, at least she felt he was. But looking at his expression now, she wasn't so sure.

The girl, with a honey-colored hair that fell over the air float and dangled in the water, was the prettiest in the apartment complex. Her skin was a creamy, golden color, her body slender but with some very beautiful hollows and hills and curves. Her bikini was almost nonexistent. The bottom was a simple, tiny patch of bright red and the top hardly a band a cloth that covered her flawlessly shaped tits.

Joan enjoyed looking at the girl, too. Joan had never denied the beauty of the female form as some women would. She had always enjoyed looking at pretty girls as much as any man.

The only thing she knew about the girl was her name, Fawn. It was a pretty name for a very pretty girl. Fawn looked to be perhaps eighteen, nineteen at the most. Apparently she was independent in money matters. She was never seen going or coming from work.

Joan's apartment was on the second floor, with a tiny balcony overlooking the pool and patio area. She sat out there on the balcony now looking down at Fawn and her son. Ted was in a lounge chair, pretending to doze, but his interest in the girl was obvious. It was the middle of the day, and all the tenants were at work except for Joan, her son, and Fawn.

It wasn't long before Joan noticed the front of her son's bathing trunks bulging. She frowned momentarily as she realized her son had a hard-on. But her frown changed to amusement when she noticed that Fawn was, evidently, teasing and tantalizing Ted with her lovely body.

Joan didn't mind a little flirting. She enjoyed flirting herself. The girl on the raft seemed to know just what to do with Ted, working on his tender young emotions to arouse him to the point of that hard-on. Fawn was on her back as she floated lazily in the sparkling water, her legs parted.

It was exciting to watch Fawn tease her son. Watching them, Joan found that she, too, was being turned on. She wasn't sure it was because of her son's cock or the sweetness of Fawn's body, and didn't really care. A ripple of heat flowed through Joan's body and she found herself becoming wet between her thighs, her nipples straining.

The ringing of the telephone irritated Joan, especially when it turned out to be a wrong number. Sighing, she stepped back onto the patio and looked down.