Jade laughed into the phone. "Christ Nina, you're not meant to be this much of a bad influence on me." Her friend laughed.
"I know, but this is great. Look at the cock on that guy!" Jade looked over her shoulder at Nathan, who was staring at her with a strange smile on his face. Her foster son was moving his hips slowly, almost too slowly to notice, but he was grinding his zip against the bench top.
Jade pretended not to notice. Over the past few months, Nathan had become extremely lustful and intense whenever Jade was around. There was a 22 year age gap between them, but she still found him incredibly attractive. Over the months and months leading up to his 18th birthday, Jade had found herself fantasizing about him near constantly.
The young man had both hands in his pockets and was staring at her as she sat with her back to him, staring at an e-mail from her best friend. Jade's husband rarely made it home, and when he did, he had little interest in sex. Jade was almost constantly craving sex, but she never betrayed her husband. The amount spent on batteries had gone up over the years though.
Nathan had come to live with them three years ago. He was a deal older than most of the foster children that Jade and Terry had sponsored, but that didn't stop them. Jade's novels were doing extremely well, even better since she poured all her lust and frustration into them, and Terry's job kept him occupied.
Jade had been glad of the company, and Nathan had been amazed at what a loving house could do to a person. Unfortunately, as he matured, so too did his body. Nathan was a runner and swimmer, and dealt with the stress in his life by pouring it into working out. His body was incredible, and Jade couldn't help but wonder sometimes.
Nathan's long, dark hair and stone hard body kept Jade awake at nights, thinking about a thousand what ifs. His mafioso looks had that perfect mix of playboy and hitman that made her go weak in the knees, not to mention her loins.
She shut the computer down as Nina chatted on in her ear. "So what's darling boy up to? Excited to be legal in two days, and able to fuck anything with a heartbeat?" jade felt something sharp inside of her at the thought of anyone else touching her foster son. Her heart skipped a beat, and she glanced back over her shoulder at him, smiling weakly.
"We're all very excited. What do you care, anyway? Thought I was more your taste, I'm jealous." Nina laughed wickedly on the other end of the phone. "Besides, it's almost 10.oopm, we should all be heading to bed, you jabberjaw."
"Well, that little white boy's gonna be in some serious trouble once his clock ticks over, because honey, my two girls are gonna be clamourin' over anything that moves to get into that boys pants. He is all man and then some. Even I'm not immune to his charms. I'd just rather you. And you're damned right I'm a jabberjaw, especially when I'm having fun on someone."
Jade cleared her throat and turned back and sat in the chair. She could feel his eyes running over her, and felt her spine shiver as she imagined him rubbing against her like he was doing to the bench. The black reflection of the computer screen showed his olive skin just nicely as he reached into his jeans and gave himself a squeeze.
Jade watched, fascinated. "Nina, c'mon, you can't say that sort of thing about my boy. He's still only young." She was panting softly, and closed her eyes as his hand began to move faster. The chocolate silk of her skin shivered, and she got out of her chair.
She nearly turned around then, and confronted him, but she couldn't. Not when she was so turned on. The picture that Jade had sent her, she told herself. She pushed the chair in as Nina said goodbye, and murmured something to the same effect.
She was still bent over the desk, feeling as sexy as hell, and knowing that her foster son was rubbing his cock over her 40 year old body, that she guiltily jumped when she felt his hand on her hip. Fire shot through her loins at his touch, and she flinched, smiling weakly to him.
"Uh... excuse me, just need to get..." Jade eased her hips in to let him past, but he pressed against her anyway. She felt the thick length of his cock press across her cheeks, and she gasped as she felt her centre heat up more. She swallowed as Nathan ran up the stairs, and put the phone down on the hook.
She moved to the hallway, one hand on the handle, and one on her chest, feeling her heart racing. Jade didn't know what she was going to do; she couldn't, not with her own foster son. She felt herself becoming damp at the thought of fucking her foster son's brains out. She'd just talk to him, maybe. She opened the hallway door quietly.
Nathan ducked back out of her room, something clenched tightly in his fist as he nearly ran towards his room. Jade's heartbeat was racing as she moved silently down the hall. She stopped at his door, which was open a crack. He had barely even made it into the doorway.
He was leant over his desk, staring at her picture, the one of her on the fence, and was rubbing his cock. Wrapped in his fist was a lace bra of hers, deep purple in colour, and Jade watched, her lust shaking her to the core as she watched him.
Nathan slumped down into the desk chair and continued to jerk his cock towards her picture. He lifted the bra to his nose and inhaled deeply, and Jade swallowed, her breath nearly scorching her throat.
Nathan was staring at the mirror now, watching himself. Jade's eyes were riveted on the sight of him pulling his cock for her. She obviously turned him on so much that he could barely stand it. She bit her lip as she watched his speed increase. He was pumping himself so hard, she thought he might explode. His breath was rasping in his throat, and at first she thought he was wheezing, but he was saying her name.
She looked up at the mirror for a moment, and her eyes widened as she locked eyes with her foster son, and he moaned and his cock exploded, blasting cum into the air. Jade couldn't keep the thrill from her face, until she realised what she was doing, and quickly eased herself backwards.
She could hear Nathan's breathing echoing about the room, and he was moaning quietly as he moved his cum soaked fingers over his cock. Jade's hands were shaking, and she quickly ran down the hall and into her room. She closed the door and sat on the bed. He had seen her, there would be no mistaking that, and what's more, she had made him cum just on their eye locking.
There was an insatiable fire brewing inside of her, and her panting was threatening to make her hyperventilate. She felt her legs shaking, and her chest tightened as she realised how badly she wanted him. Nathan, her foster son. The young man she was meant to be raising. He wasn't even legal yet.
She got up and locked the door, then quickly grabbed the phone. She dialled Terry's mobile number, and lifted her skirt up. She began to massage herself, and then Terry answered tiredly. "Yeah?"
"Terry?"
