Hubby's cock slid out of Victoria's well-fucked pussy and he grunted as he pushed off her back. She blinked at him and smiled as he kissed her, giggling as his bristles brushed her skin. He smiled back and made his way to the bathroom to shower. Victoria leaned back and listened to the shower as she lightly stroked her clit. But she had a long day ahead of her and she needed to get going.
She threw on yoga pants and a tank top and went out to the kitchen. Her youngest was already there, and while Victoria made morning coffee they talked about the lax tournament that he and Dad were leaving for. Victoria promised that she would go on the next trip.
Her husband came down and started loading the car. Her husband and son drove away, and she stayed in the driveway and waved at them until they were around the corner. Victoria glanced over at her neighbor's house. The curtains were still drawn and both cars were in the driveway. She smiled to herself as she went inside.
As Victoria walked back in she could feel her husband's cum working its way out. Once back indoors she reached into her yoga pants and felt how slick and puffy she still was, and she leaned over the kitchen counter and slowly rubbed her clit till she had another nice orgasm, then another. She wiggled her hips with a smile and refilled her coffee, pulling her list to her: Grocery store, cleaners, garden store, wine store -- her Saturday was going to be busy. She sipped her coffee and edited her list; she easily swayed her hips and thighs together, feeling the little jolts from her clit. She shook her head and finished her coffee: She needed to get going. There was plenty of time to play later.
Victoria was in the shower now, trying to ignore the rush of warm water running down her tummy and between her legs until she couldn't take it anymore. She adjusted the shower stream and leaned against the wall of the shower and let the warm water pulses beat against her clit. She came again hard a couple of times as she cleaned her husband's cum off of her. She dried and dressed quickly and soon in her car with her list.
For once she could park in front of Starbucks and she did. She walked out a few minutes later, suspicious that the man behind her had been checking her out. She caught her reflection in the store window as she walked by; she stopped and walked back slowly. He had been checking her out, and with good reason. Her thong and ass were very visible through her old worn tights. She sighed and got back in her car. She had a long sweater in the back if she was really that worried about it.
She drank her coffee and looked at the list, slowly rubbing her thighs together, closing her eyes at the little sparks from her clit. Stop, Victoria told herself. You're never going to get anything done. At that moment there was a tap at her window. It was the meter maid, pointing at her now-expired meter. She nodded and smiled and started the car up, driving on to her next stop.
Once Victoria was out of the cleaners she decided to skip the garden center and headed to the grocery store. She knew that it would be less crowded at this hour and that was the big stop of the day; she could always go look at flats of flowers another time. She parked near the front of the store and pushed her cart into the store. It was ridiculously cold in there. She could feel her nipples start to harden and rub against her old plain bra and fuck, her arousal went through the roof.
Victoria was not at the point where she was fingering the zucchini or eyeing up the cucumbers, but she was starting to lose her mind.
Halfway down the bread aisle her cart was bumped. Victoria looked up to see Jonathan, Sue's son. He was tall and broad-shouldered and solidly-built. Victoria liked all of her men like that.
"Hi, Mrs. B, how are you today?" He smiled at her.
"I'm fine. Jonathan," she replied, smiling. "I'm surprised to see you here. I usually run into your mother here on Saturday mornings."
"Oh, Mom's sleeping in," he said. "She had a late night." He reddened but smiled.
"Whereas you are as fresh as a daisy," she said. "And she probably had an early morning, too."
"Something like that," he blushed again. "I had to get up for an early court time and said I would handle the shopping since I was already out." Victoria then realized he was in his warmups and had come to the store on his way home. "They should build more courts," she told him. He laughed. "I wish! Never going to happen."
They made small talk for a few more minutes before Victoria's told him that she needed to get going, but that she was going to try to make it over to their house later. "Your Mom mentioned cocktails," she told him.
"Huh," he laughed. He put particular stress on the first syllable. "*Cock*-tails."
"Behave," she told him. "Or I'll tell your mother."
He laughed again and dramatically rolled his eyes. "I'd like to see that."
"Okay," Victoria told him. "I'm leaving now." She moved her cart around his and kept on down the aisle. "See you later."
