Leslie was in the wake of her recent divorce in which she was left with three young children and no man of the house to fulfil her sexual needs which were at times insatiable; she had been invited to a social drink up at her neighbours the Jones house. Ms Jones had invited mostly close friends and relatives and had plans for Leslie to be introduced to Paul her brother who was also single with two teenage kids.
The intention of the introduction was obvious however Leslie had cast her eye over the party goers and a young man had caught her attention, he made her think of sex immediately and she could picture sucking his cock among other horny thoughts and she found herself getting very turned on.
Leslie asked after him, wanting to find out more about this hot young man hoping that she could somehow get him in a position where he could smell or taste her pussy, knowing full well that once he had he would be intoxicated by her scent setting in motion the events that would lead them to discovering the full extent of their lust for each other, however she was knocked back when she was informed that he was in-fact the son of the man she had been set up with.
This was a setback in Leslie's mind but by no means the end of her attraction to the young man. She found out that his name was DJ and that he was only 18 at the time. Leslie decided she needed to act now to keep DJ in her life if she was ever to experience the unbridled lust and passion of the young man's cock.
And so her plan was set in motion, she flirted with Paul and before long she had him wrapped around her little finger, he was to move in and live with her at the house she was left in the divorce. This of course meant that his son DJ, who hadn't moved out of home yet (unlike his older sister), would also be living in her house.
After a settling in period Leslie began to feel empowered by the fact that she owned the house and that despite Paul working long hours to pay the bills, she was the one who could call the shots. DJ was like a border in her house and so would have to obey her rules and requests of him which were to be spelt out for him shortly.
DJ was just out of school and had been working part time on the weekends and so was home all day long most of the time having no real money to speak of, he would laze around and sleep in as long as he could. This meant that Leslie and DJ would be home together most of the time after she had dropped her kids off at school. One day after returning home she decided it was a good time to lay down the ground rules to DJ.
Little did she know that DJ had been up since early that morning, he had woken with an erection and when he realised Leslie had left to take the kids to school he got an idea, why not check the washing to see if Leslie had put some of her used panties out to be washed? And sure enough he found the pair she had just minutes before peeled off her shaven mound, DJ immediately placed the crotch over his nose and inhaled deeply savouring the fresh heavy scent of Leslie's pussy. So with panties in hand he went back to bed to try and satisfy his cocks need for release, by the point he had cum for the second time his cock was still hard and horny, he knew what it was that it was wrong for Leslie's pussy to turn him on so much and the thought of being alone with Leslie all day was igniting the lust in his groin yet again.
DJ was in the throes of passion as he masturbated for the third time longing for release while thinking of Leslie's pussy and just as he was on the brink of boiling over and cumming hard yet again, he heard her knock at his bedroom door, with very little time to cover up he quickly sat up on the edge of the bed, hid her panties and pulled a sheet over his crotch just as Leslie entered the room, his cock still throbbing so close to release.
Now with Leslie in his room DJ was never going to get his erection to subside as she was the object of his lust. She stood just feet from him and now Leslie herself was feeling horny but knew she must remain composed to assert her control over him and lay down her ground rules.
"DJ," began Leslie " you understand that this is my home and I get to say what goes here and so I feel its time I set some ground rules OK?" she said with hands on hips, this was obviously a rhetorical question.
DJ just nods and waits to be further informed. "I maintain the right to amend the rules as I see fit but here are just a few to start with" continued Leslie "I am the lady of the house and so I expect that when I ask something of you that you will do it promptly and without complaint is that clear?"
"Yes Leslie, of course anything you say goes without question" DJ replies still rock hard and nervous that she might see it.
"Good, that's a start" Leslie says with a smile on her face "now I'm going to be doing a room check every morning from now on so I expect you will keep it tidy" DJ nods in agreement.
"Right now I am about to put on a load of washing so can you pass me that towel over there?" Leslie gestures towards a towel he had hung over the wardrobe door.
"Sure" says DJ not feeling like he has the right to say otherwise, but immediately thinks of his raging hard on and how he can conceal it so that it's not obvious to Leslie as he reaches for the towel. As he stands however Leslie does catch a glimpse of what she thinks might be an erection, this immediately turns her on as she realises she may have interrupted him while masturbating.
DJ hands Leslie the towel as he sits back down clutching the sheet to his groin "Thank you" Leslie says "is there anything else that needs to be washed?" she asks.
DJ thinks for a second then hesitates because the only thing else to wash is the two pairs of boxer shorts he had used to mop up his seed and Leslie's used panties that he had been enjoying"...ah nope I don't think so" he replies.
But just as Leslie turns and is about to walk out the door she spots a pair of boxers sticking out from under the bed "What about those DJ?" she says gesturing towards them.
"Oh yeah those" DJ says after swallowing hard "um here ya go" as he nervously passes Leslie the used boxer shorts hoping she doesn't notice how damp they are, which of course is the first thing Leslie did notice and then she had a thought 'what about the ones he's wearing?'
"And how about the ones you have on don't they need a wash too?" Leslie enquires.