There is no need to read 'Mom on Top Ch. 01' before reading this, since everything relevant to this chapter is explained at the start, though it is recommend since you will have a better understanding of what's going on. No one under the age of 18 in this story is involved with, or aware of, anything sexual going on around them. Feedback is always appreciated, thanks for reading and enjoy. The Celebrity Templates are:
Garcelle Beauvais is Selena Saunders
Kate del Castillo is Veronica Martinez
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Selena was always a naturally sexy woman: her curves, lips, body -- all made her look like she was tailor-made for amazing sex. But, throughout her life, she kept her sexuality restricted. Having social norms of "women doing it for themselves," and the like ingrained in her psyche, she hid her sexual side.
A series of incidents made Selena set free that sexy side of hers, and in turn, her life took a more enjoyable and exciting twist.
Selena Saunders was a 43 year old mother of two, she stood at a towering 5'9, had wild, Amazonian-like black hair, sexy chocolate skin, dark sensual curves, firm breasts and a full, firm ass. Her sons were Shawn, 13 and Michael, 11. She lived a life of luxury, having a large house in an upper-class area (known as Mara Road) and a pool to go along with it.
Her husband had divorced her and ran off with another woman, which had left her with some problems. Selena felt like she was in a rut; the men in her life, husband, lawyers, kid's coaches, were getting her down, so she decided to fight back, with her 'natural' talents.
From advice she had gotten from her neighbour, Cynthia, Selena upped her sex appeal, she wore more revealing clothes and flirted around a lot more. All of a sudden, men took notice, and life became easier for Selena, as these men were willing to give or do things for free. Though, some men needed more than a flash of T&A, and for those men, Selena would perform "extra" duties.
At this point, all Selena's money problems had been solved; her ex-husband paid for everything, so she kept enjoying her lavish lifestyle, without working at all. But, of course, she still flaunted herself to the local men, just a little, to get the chores done around the house. All in all, life was good.
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It was a hot summer's day; Selena was relaxing by her pool, wearing a tiger-print bikini-top and matching small-sarong. Underneath the sarong was a matching thong, but Selena knew that it was not what she showed that mattered, but what she didn't show.
Selena was a tad depressed that her friend and sexual mentor, Cynthia, had moved away, they would usually sit together and watch as the neighbourhood guys would wash their cars, mow their lawns, clean their gutters, and whatever else that was needed to be done, all free of charge, of course.
As she relaxed on her pool side chair, she noticed that her grass was longer than it should've been, and not just that: the gutters had not been emptied and the pool had not been cleaned in a week.
She stood up, put her white robe on, and got ready to walk back into her house, but just before she did, two of her regular mowers walked by her back-fence and said hello.
"Umm sorry Miss Saunders, we not been able to help with your lawn, we been helping Miss Martinez with her stuff, she moved in a week ago," he wiped sweat of his hands as he spoke.
The other man started to blush and was grinning, "Yeah, Miss Martinez is so nice, she really grateful; she lives in Miss Karlson's old place."
"Oh really?" replied a ticked off Selena.
She walked past the two guys, and walked across the street, barefooted while wearing her small robe. She got many looks from residents as she paced across the street, her bare feet smacking against the hot pavement, onward to the house occupied by Miss Martinez.
She knocked the door and got no answer. After hearing a commotion coming from the back, she went through the open gate, to the garden of Miss Martinez.
Miss Martinez was lying down on a towel, face-first, topless, and wearing a super-tight, small, black bikini-bottom. She was a petite Latina woman with a small waist, creamy mocha skin, nice round, pert breasts, and a firm, full-figured, delicious ass, with her neat black hair tied back behind her head.
She looked up when she saw Selena; she grabbed her breasts, got on her knees, and got up to talk to her.
"Hello there," she spoke in a thick Mexican accent. She held her breasts while crossing her arms, her boobs looked like two perfectly-shaped small globes as they gently jiggled in her hands, her whole body radiating from a combination of sun cream and sweat.
Selena looked her up-and-down and put her hands on her hips, "Hello, I'm Selena, I live across the street."
"Oh, you're Selena?" she said with some surprise, "I heard about you from the local men, hmm, with a name like yours, I was expecting a fellow Latina, oh how rude of me, I never told you my name, I'm Veronica Martinez."
After a brief pause, Selena moved near Veronica, and whispered, "Before you moved in, those men were doing those jobs for me."
"Really? I'm so sorry, but I can't help it that men want to do things for me, it would be so rude of me to say no," just as she said that, a rotund teenager, blond with curls in his hair, nervously approached Veronica.
"Umm, Miss Martinez, I cleaned your windows for you," his eyes darted around as he tried not to stare at Veronica's sweetly sweaty breasts.
"I thought you were meant to clean my windows, Morty?"
"S-S-Sorry, Miss Saunders, I been...busy."
"Thank you so much," smiled Veronica as she gave him a sultry look.
Just then, Veronica looked down at her leg, and noticed a clear white substance slowly dripping down her thighs.
"Oh my, some sun cream has slipped off, Morty could you wipe that for me?"
Morty nodded intently, took a big gulp, and led his jittery hand slowly toward Veronica's leg. But, just before he could touch her, Selena put her hand on Veronica's leg and wiped away the cream!
"I got that for you," said Selena with a smirk as she wiped her delicate fingers across Veronica's toned thigh.
"How nice of you, thank you," Veronica replied with a fake smile.
Morty's chest got tight as he watched this sexy black woman rub what looked like cream of a hot Latina woman's thighs.
Selena stepped back and examined her fingers; Veronica quietly giggled, looked at Morty and said, "Bye now."
Morty smiled, wiped the sweat of his brow, mumbled bye, and walked off.
"Hmm, that's odd," noted Selena as she looked at her fingers, "this sun cream feels like nothing I have ever used before."
Veronica bit her lower lip, "It's a...special Mexican blend."
Selena glared at Veronica."Oh, really?" she replied.
"Is there a problem?" Veronica asked with an obviously put-on innocent expression.
"None at all," Selena replied with a smirk.
"Good," smiled Veronica, "I have to get dressed; my son is coming home from school soon. I'll be seeing you, Selena."
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Selena did some asking around and found some information on Veronica Martinez. She moved from Mexico City, her husband was a successful lawyer; she was 35 years old and very well-off financially. Selena had to deal with a younger, richer, and more daring rival -- she viewed this as challenger to her domain; this was getting her excited, as she was getting bored with how things were going.
Unsure of her next move, Selena called an old friend.
"...Hello?"
"Hello, it's me, how you been doing, Cynthia?"
"Selena! How good to hear from you. I been really good, how about you?"
