God knows who saw me on that chat cam tonight! I took a shower and headed off to bed afterwards. I was still irritated as I lay in bed, but the session with my youngest son was very sexually satisfying overall. I feel asleep quickly.
The next morning I woke to the sound of a doorbell. I could not imagine who it would be first thing in the morning. I headed for the door, but saw my son answered it quickly. So, I headed off to the shower to start the day.
After my shower, I was getting dressed and the doorbell sounded again. "Who could that be now?"
I left the bathroom and started walking down the stairs to answer the door, but my youngest son beat me to the door again. I could tell the boys at the door were friends of his. He talked with them briefly then escorted them to the den at the back of the house.
I poured my coffee then headed to the den to see what my youngest son and his friends were up to this morning. From the hallway, I peered into the den and was surprised to see boys all over the place. There must have been 7 or 8 of them; on the couch and everywhere else it seemed.
The room went silent as the boys looked up, seeing me in the doorway. I could see their eyes exploring my body, many of them focusing on my breasts. I motioned my son to the door and asked him to talk to me in the hallway.
"What are they doing here?" I asked annoyed.
"They all wanted to see YOU in person. They watched you last night in the chatroom, on cam." He said.
I almost choked on my coffee.
After digesting what I heard him say, I said, "OK, they saw me, now they can all go home."
A little irritated, I turned around and went back into the living room to finish drinking my morning coffee.
My son walked into the living room a bit later.
Casually he announced, "They really want to see you naked."
He grabbed at my breasts while sitting beside me.
"Tough shit!" I said, pushing his hand away. He left the room. He knew not to push me.
A little time went by and none of the kids had left the house. The more time that passed, the more I began thinking about the situation and concluded it might just get worse if I piss them off now, they might tell more people and the wrong people!
I went upstairs and changed into sexy underwear and clingy clothing, much too slutty for a woman my age, but I knew they would like it. It turned me on thinking about seducing them.
I headed down stairs, and then down the hall to the back room again. I was wearing my stripper high heel shoes and they clicked on the wood floor as I made my way down the hall. A snug pair of short shorts and a tight, white shirt that buttoned up the front completed the outfit.
I stopped at the den leaning suggestively against the doorway.
"Hi boys," I said loudly, looking them over.
They all went silent; their eyes were all over me again.
I called my son to the hall and he was smiling.
"How old are all these guys, some of them look young?"
He responded, "They are all my age, 18, they just look young." "All of them graduated with me this year."
"So, did you all see me last night?" I asked the group.
There were several "ya" "mmmhhmmm" answers from all over the room.