At ten thirty-five Saturday morning twenty-two year old Todd Brooks sat nervously watching his surroundings as the cab driver swung onto the street his mother's house was on, his pulse quickening with each passing second. Two years, four months and nineteen days. That was how long it had been since he'd last seen her. Technically that wasn't true; he'd skyped with both her and his father several times. But this would be the first time he'd see her in the flesh after so long a period. The war in Afghanistan had consumed those two years and four months, along with a good portion of his soul. Because of his Marine units specialize nature their deployment had been extended over and over. He'd had opportunities to come home for visits, but for some reason he just couldn't bring himself to leave his buddies there without him. Maybe it was some sort of big brother complex that had kept him there he reasoned, the desire to protect his comrades outweighing the desire to return home. Even with him being there his unit had lost men, but he knew of four that had made it home solely because he had stayed. That in itself had been worth it, at least to him anyway. Now, with his four-year enlistment over, and his unit rotated back to the world, he felt an unbridled sense of relief that his military service was over.
Mid-way down the block he had the cabbie pull to the curb. He sat there for a few moments taking in the neighborhood. Other than newer cars in some of the driveways it didn't look like anything had changed. Glancing at his mother's house he saw her five-year-old Honda parked outside of the double-car garage, completely blocked in by a pick-up with the logo of some fencing company on the tailgate. Looking around he didn't see anyone that was having fence work done. Shrugging, he reached over to the passenger seat and grabbed the box of long-stemmed roses he'd bought for her and exited the car. After retrieving his duffel from the trunk he walked toward the front door, feeling a little guilty because he had told her that he wouldn't be in for two more days. He really wanted to surprise her. Once he reached the door he started to knock but thought better of it; he knew she was home because her car was there. Reaching out he gently tried the doorknob and happily found it unlocked. A smile played on his lips as he envisioned the look on his mother's face when she saw him.
Forty-three year old Janet Brooks lay face down bent over the center island in the kitchen, the cold granite top feeling good on her stiff nipples. Her wrists were held loosely together at the small of her back by the young man who was rapidly sliding his cock in and out of her wet pussy. The look on her face conveyed the pleasure coursing through her. She was close to having an orgasm; so close she could almost taste it. She felt him speed up and knew that he was close too, maybe too close. Pressing her ass backwards she felt one of his hands trail downward from her wrists, the tip of his thumb coming to rest nestled against her asshole. She knew exactly what he was planning to do the instant she felt the pressure on her sphincter increase.
"No," she cried, bucking her hips trying to dislodge the guy's thumb.
Luther Greene couldn't believe his luck as he slammed his cock repeatedly into the hot cougar bent over in front of him. For three days she had come on to him while he installed the fencing around her back yard, and now he was fucking the shit out of her sweet hot cunt while pushing his thumb into her back door. When she squealed he took it as a sign that she liked what he was doing and sank more of his thumb into her butt. A few more strokes and he knew he'd bust his nut into this hot piece of ass.
"Stop! Take it out!" Janet screamed, her approaching orgasm derailed as the kid's thumb sank deeper into her rectum.
Leaving his duffel on the stoop Todd opened the door and quietly slipped inside. As he entered there was a foyer that opened into the front room, and also housed the stairs leading to the upstairs portion of the house, while the kitchen and dinning room were through the living room and off to the right. Todd had stopped in the foyer and was looking around, amazed that everything seemed the same as the last time he'd been there when he heard his mother's scream coming from the kitchen area. Dropping the box of roses he raced through the living room then turned the corner toward the kitchen only to stop dead in his tracks, his eyes at first refusing to believe what he was seeing.
Stretched face down across the island, her thick auburn hair in large rollers, was his mother. She was completely naked, her breasts flattened out underneath her chest, her lower half hanging over the side while a young looking guy with sandy blonde hair held her arms pinned behind her back as he hammered his cock into her. The guy was wearing a sweat stained t-shirt with the logo of the fencing company on it, his jeans bunched around his ankles almost hiding his dirty work boots from view. Todd also noticed that the guy's thumb was jammed up his mother's ass. The first thought that flooded Todd's brain was his mother was being raped. He was consumed with a rage unlike any he'd ever felt.
Luther felt his body tense up as the rising tide of his orgasm peaked. With his eyes tightly shut, his lips compressed, he slammed his cock forward one last time. Before he had a chance to finish his final thrust he felt himself being violently pulled away from his prize, his cock erupting, sending his sperm shooting out into space as he fell.
"What the..." he managed to yell before tripping over his bunched up jeans and sliding backwards on his bare ass, his head slamming into the wall.
"I'm gonna kill you!" Todd screamed as he advanced toward the stunned man.
Janet had caught the blur of movement, someone rushing forward, just before she felt Luther's thumb and cock being yanked from her body. Leaping to her feet and turning she saw her son, his face a mask of fury, step toward Luther. Fear clutched her heart. She began shouting, "Stop Todd! Stop!" over and over.
Just as Todd drew back his fist ready to pulverize the guy, somewhere in the back of his mind he thought he heard his mother frantically calling his name. Reluctantly, his body trembling with rage, he turned toward the sound of her voice.
Janet saw him turn and rushed up to him, placing her hand gently on his arm.
"Stop baby," she whispered soothingly, her soft brown eyes staring pleadingly into his.
"He was raping you Mom!" Todd growled, his face flush with anger.
"No honey, he wasn't," she softly said, reaching up and running her hand gently against his cheek.
"But..."
She watched his face go through a range of emotions as it began to dawn on him what was really going on, his sharp grey eyes gazing questioningly at her.
While the two were distracted Luther took the opportunity to scramble to his feet and pull up his pants. Several blobs of his cum trickled down one leg of his jeans but he didn't really notice; all he wanted to do was get the hell away from the guy in the uniform.
"I better finish up Mrs. Brooks," he mumbled as he slid past the two and headed through the sliding glass door off the dining room out into the back yard. Once outside he wasted no time in gathering up the rest of his tools and rushing to his truck. In his hast to get out of there he realized that he'd forgotten to leave an invoice.
"What the fuck just happened?" he muttered to himself as he slammed the truck in gear and sped down the road, tires squealing on the asphalt.
Mother and son didn't even know Luther had left. They stood together for several minutes just staring into each other's eyes, afraid to look away. Janet was the first to break the silence.
"What are you doing here honey? I thought you weren't due in until day after tomorrow," she inquired, still gazing lovingly into her son's eyes.
"I thought I'd surprise you," Todd replied, before adding an animated, "Surprise!"
Laughing and throwing herself against him, her arms around his neck, Janet squealed, "Oh God baby, it's so nice to have you home. I've missed you so much."
"It's nice to be home, Mom," he replied, his arms automatically enveloping her naked body.
So caught up in what had happened Janet was completely oblivious to the fact that she was nude. Todd however wasn't. As his hands touched his mother's hot flesh an unsettling feeling spread through him.
"Uh...Mom?" he whispered into her ear.
