Janice Roberts had dreamt for the second time that night. She dreamt of her late husband again, and again he seemed younger in the end. She spent most of the night dreaming of the disgusting incestuous activity at the Jenkins household. Still she woke in a deep sweat and her hands sticky of pussy juice. She also dreamt of her son but couldn't remember it's content. But she did remember the heat-pad incident that she'd fought with her son's privates. She couldn't get it out of her mind! Thus after Janice was fully dressed for her appointment at her husband's store, she rushed from the house unable to tell her son goodbye.
Janice drove through the neighborhood where her old home was. She stopped in to check on it because she had some time before she would meet her lawyer at the store, only a couple of blocks away. As she left, she ran into an old friend Jack. The Carsons were friends with the Roberts although Mrs. Carson had died four years ago. Jack was most respectful of Janice's marriage but he was certainly aware that she was now widowed. He politely asked Janice for a dinner date but Janice refused and headed for her car. Then she felt her face burning with guilt for the incident with her son. She also thought that she needed decent friends, totally different than her new (X-friend) friend Betty Jenkins.
Jack Carson was a handsome 55 year-old school principal with lots of charm. With him she could get her mind from terrible feelings she recently was having. She had never played with her cunt as often as of lately. Janice turned and graciously accepted his offer. She looked forward to the evening.
Janice drove to the store as the dream of her son started to come clear to her. Based on the notion of her son's morning date with a young girlfriend, her dream was revealing the figure of a young girl without a face. She was cuddled against Joey playing with his body, the incredible thing being, they were stark naked! Without admitting why, Janice was on the highway heading back home.
For 15 minutes as she drove, Janice tried to call her lawyer on the cell. She gave up just before her phone beeped, and it was her lawyer calling to cancel. This surprised Janice for it was not like her lawyer, but she casually accepted the explanation and mentioned that she would go to the meeting alone. But Janice had already phoned the meeting to cancel. In fact, that is what she was calling her lawyer to do.
An half of an hour later Janice pulled on her street but parked a couple of houses down. She hurried to her back door when she noticed an old car in her drive, she knew it was her lawyer's. Her lawyer "hadn't driven this old thing in years,” she thought. Maybe it explains the cancellation. Janice was relieved never-the-less, for with there being company in the house, she would not have to do what she came home to do; spy on her own son, possibly having sex! Janice sighed with relief and entered the front door.
Janice was in the dark lit foyer and tripped over a purse and legal brief portfolio. She entered the main hallway when she noticed a hat with a veil on the floor. Janice's body weakened when she heard moans and squeals of a woman. And on the first step of the wide-step circular staircase, was a pair of high-heeled shoes and a Double-D-cup bra. Janice's heart thumped as she crept up the stairs, stepping over the cotton briefs that her son had worn just the night before. Near the middle of the staircase Janice stopped and looked up unable to see the woman's head. It obviously laid on the landing along with her shoulders. What Janice could see was her lawyer's knees on the second step from the top, legs hanging free, with a pair of panties dangling from her stocking covered feet. The woman was in full garter and hose with her dress hanging from her waist. A charge went through Janice like a bolt!.
"Ahhhggh!" the woman moaned and froze Janice in her spot. The woman's loud whining pierced Janice's ears as they echoed off of the staircase wall. They had weakened Janice to a crumble against the wall, at the middle of the staircase, still looking up in shock. Janice then focused on her son who had his feet on the first step from the top and bending over the ass-exposed woman, his hips aligned directly above hers, and plunging his immense manhood into wetly sucking cunt!
