Kim awoke on a warm summer's day. She lay in bed and her mind began to wander. She was lonely and horny. Her husband Gary had been out of town since Monday and wasn't due back till Friday. Today was only Wednesday and her pussy was already feeling neglected.
She began to think of the last time she was with Gary. God she missed his cock! Almost as if they had a mind of their own, her hands began to caress her 36c tits. She felt her nipples harden. Kim squeezed her tits then pinched her hard, sensitive nipples. She could feel her pussy getting wet. Her right hand slid down from her tits to her crotch. Her index finger found her clit and began to roll it around. She was extremely hot. As her clit hardened beneath her fingers she began to rub harder and faster. The orgasm grew within her.
Suddenly the phone, on the night stand next to the bed, rang. Her sexy mood was gone. She answered the phone hoping it was Gary.
"Hello?" she queried.
"Hi Kim it's Allen." The voice on the other end replied. "I was hoping to come by and pick up some of my things; If that's OK?" he continued. Allen was her daughter's ex-boyfriend. They had just broken up a few days ago.
"Sure thing Allen I will be home all day." She answered.
"OK then I will stop by in about an hour."
"See you then," Kim replied and hung up.
That would give her enough time to get a shower before his arrival. Kim climbed out of bed and walked into the master bathroom. The tile felt cool under her bare feet. She undressed and began to brush her long blond hair. Standing in front of the full length mirror, she looked over her naked body. At 40 years old she was still very attractive; Five feet Two inches tall, One Hundred and Twenty-four pounds, long blond hair, blue eyes, fair skinned, 36c firm tits, and what Gary referred to as a killer ass. She was proud of how she looked. She worked out hard to keep up her 36c-25-35 figure. She liked the idea of being a hot Mom.
She started the shower to let the water come up to temperature. Stepping in, she turned the water a little cooler. The morning was warm already and the coolness of the water felt good on her skin. She showered quickly, letting her fingers linger for a few moments as she soaped up her breasts. She stopped herself as she began to feel those familiar sensations in her pussy. There would be time for that later.
Kim stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. She pulled on a pair of gym shorts; no panties, she hated panties. Then she put on a white tank top and began to brush her long, wet hair. When she finished she went downstairs to make some coffee.
As the coffee was brewing, she busied herself cleaning up the kitchen. When it was done she poured herself a cup and slipping on some flip flops, she went out on the front porch. Looking out across the spacious lawn she admired the property. The house sat on a large lot, a full half mile from the road. She picked up the morning paper, sat on the porch swing and began to read, while sipping her coffee. Before she knew it , a car pulled into the driveway. It was Allen He waved as he got out of the car.
Kim couldn't help but notice his physique. Allen worked as a trainer at the local gym and his body showed it. He was Twenty-four years old, Six feet One inches tall, Two Hundred Twenty-five pounds and was very muscular with dark hair and eyes. He was wearing a dark blue t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Her eyes fixated on the large bulge in his crotch. She noticed a cockiness about him and it irritated her. She would teach him a lesson.
Coming up the stairs to the porch he said,"Hey Kim how are you doing today?"
"Great," she replied,"How about a cup of coffee?"
As Allen accepted, she rose from the swing and walked inside. The air conditioning was on and when she entered the house the cool air made her nipples taunt. They strained against the thin material of her tank top. She entered the kitchen and poured some coffee for her unsuspecting victim. Opening the drawer to get out a spoon; she also picked up a small squirt bottle of coffee flavored Spanish Fly, an aphrodisiac. She slyly added six drops to his coffee.
Her plan was to cock tease him then send him away horny and frustrated. That would be payback enough for his breaking up with her precious daughter Christina. Replacing the bottle in the drawer; she turned to face him.
She placed her hands behind her on the counter and arched her back a little, causing her tits to stick out and showing off her hard nipples. "How do you want it?" she asked coyly.
"Just black" he replied
He never made eye contact or even noticed Kim's face. His eyes were focused on her ample bosom. Kim drew in a deep breath expanding her rib cage, just to twist the proverbial knife a little. "I'll help you get your stuff out of Chris's room," she said. Picking up her coffee she walked past him toward her daughter's room. She paused at the doorway of the kitchen, bending over to pick up a piece of paper from the floor. Kim was being intentionally cruel. The gym shorts she had on were skimpy, tight and made of thin nylon. She gave him a good view of that killer ass.
While climbing the stairs that led to the second floor, she was careful to stay at least a couple steps ahead of Allen. This kept her ass at perfect eye level to him. They reached the second floor and as she walked down the carpeted hallway towards the bedrooms; she purposely swung her hips seductively.
Her movements did not go unnoticed. Allen had always noticed Kim in the past. Today was no different. He felt his cock begin to stir in his tight jeans. It had been over a week since he had had any pussy, and he was hungry for it.
They entered Christina's bedroom and Kim placed her coffee down on the dressing table. Turning toward Allen she quickly glanced at the bulge in his jeans. It seemed a little larger than before and she could make out his cock starting to creep down his leg. She smiled within herself. Her plan was working. She would send him home with a good case of blue balls before she was done.
" I have a bit of stuff here," Allen said, his mind turning to the task at hand, "Just clothes and shoes mostly."
He set his coffee down on the table near Kim's and began removing socks from the top drawer of the bureau. He tossed them onto the bed.
" Do you need any help?" Kim asked.
Allen replied, "There's a couple pair of sneakers on the floor in the closet, if you wouldn't mind."
Kim almost laughed out loud. He was playing right into her hands. She couldn't have planned this any better if she had tried. She got down on her hands and knees and peered into the dark closet. "Found one," Kim exclaimed. She tossed it over her shoulder.
