Tommy was standing just a few feet behind me. His jaw was open and he was just staring at me. I walked over, gave him a hug, then asked him if he needed any orange juice. He just nodded yes. I walked over to the fridge, opened it up, and bent down to grab it. This time I spread my legs open a little, hoping to give him the show of his life.
I stayed like that for a little while, pretending I was looking for the orange juice. I half expected him to come up behind me, but I think he was frozen in his tracks. I grabbed the orange juice and stood up, getting him a glass. I grabbed his plate, then pulled the eggs off the stove. I opened the oven, grabbed the oven mitt, then bent over again, exposing the tiny thong and my naked white ass to him again. I’m pretty sure he could see my pouty little lips through the thin material as well.
Once breakfast was done, I turned around, grabbed everything and set it on the table. He was still just standing in the middle of the kitchen. His eyes were wide and his mouth was partly open. I grabbed his hand and led him over to the table.
“Eat up, we have a big day ahead of us.” I said.
“Uh, huh,” was all he could muster.
“Ok, I’m gonna go lay down for a little while and rest. I’ve been up all morning.” I stated.
I walked over to him, wrapped my arms around him, hugged him close and kissed his cheek. “I’m so glad you’re home safe and sound. I missed you.” I whispered into his ear.
“Where is Jules?” He asked.
“Grandma’s house. We will probably go pick her up Sunday.” I answered matter-of-factly.
“Oh, I didn’t know. That’s good. Is she having fun?”
“Of course she is, they are probably spoiling her like they used to do to you.” I answered softly. I still was hugging him and had my face close to his. “Alright, eat up, I don’t want your food getting cold,” I said as I rose up and let go of him.
I walked away from him towards the hallway. Just as I turned into the hallway, I looked back. He hadn’t touched his food, he just sat there with a smile on his face. His eyes were titled down towards my ass.
I walked into the bedroom and let out a long gasp. I couldn’t believe I had done that. I was out of my mind. I walked over to the bed and sat down. My pussy was on fire. I wanted to run over and grab the dildo and shove it deep inside of me, making me cum and quenching my desire, but I couldn’t do it, not with my son in the house.
I looked over and saw that the door was half open. I decided I should actually take a nap. I needed to cool myself down. I laid down in the bed and turned my back to the door. It was summer and the temperature was perfect.
The ceiling fan was blowing cool air on me and it felt great. I was lying in a fetal position on the bed with my ass facing the door. I could feel the air blowing under my nightie and raising it up a little. It felt good having that cool air blow against my bare ass and pussy. I started to drift off when I heard something.
It was faint, but I could hear footsteps in the carpet. It sounded like it was just outside my door. I heard the door open a little. I didn’t turn to look at him, but I knew my son was inside the door to my bedroom. I knew he was staring at my ass and probably my pussy too. I started getting hot all over again.
I acted like I was still asleep. I heard the footsteps coming closer to the bed. I heard him rustling around with something. He would make a terrible thief I thought, and giggled a little. I felt the bed move slightly, and lean towards my husband’s side. He was crawling in bed with me? I should have said something, but fear kept me quiet.
I felt his bare legs brush up against mine. I felt his pelvis press against my ass. I felt his arm drape over me and rest on my stomach. “I missed you so much,” He whispered. I grabbed his hand and whispered into the air, “I missed you too. Get some rest.”
“Ok,” He said.
I pressed my back into him and felt his pelvis press into my ass slightly. “At least he left his shorts on,” I thought to myself. I felt wonderful. The butterflies were gone and I just felt safe in his arms. I closed my eyes and felt myself falling into a nice deep sleep right away.
I woke up a short time later. I didn’t open my eyes, but I just laid there, caressing his hand that was draped over me. I felt his hand move and pull himself closer to me. I could feel him grinding his crotch into my ass, very gently at first, but a little harder every time.
I felt his hand start tracing circles on my stomach, caressing my skin through the thin, silky material. They were getting wider and wider, until I felt his fingers make contact with the band of my tiny thong in the front. His fingers stopped moving completely and just rested there for a few minutes. He did press into my abdomen a little, and I felt his pelvis press into my ass a little harder. I could feel the juices flowing into my panties as I just lay there enjoying the sensations.
He stopped moving completely and I heard him fall back to sleep as his breathing got deeper and deeper. Once I was sure he was asleep again, I moved my hand over his and started gently caressing it with mine. I felt him press into my ass again, this time though I thought I felt skin pressing against my ass.
I started wondering if the tip of his cock was coming out of his pants. I couldn’t be sure, but that is what it felt like. I felt his hand start tracing little circles, bumping into the waistband of my panties each time they dipped down. I just laid there and held my breath waiting to see what he would do next.
On the next pass, I felt his finger hit the band, but this time they continued to press down into them, finally causing them to pass over the band. I let out a little gasp as I felt his fingers now tracing into uncharted territory.
He ran them along the waistband then back up over and onto my abdomen. I held my breath as he started tracing back down. Again, he hit the band, but this time he passed right over it. I felt his fingers pass the band and start to rub over my pubic hair. They lingered there for a second, then came back up.
I could feel his pelvis pressing harder into my ass. He was starting to hump gently into my ass. I could feel more and more of his cock pressing into my bare skin. I started wondering if he was somehow causing his shorts to slide lower each time he humper into me.
I felt his finger sliding back down, passing over the band again, this time, it kept going. I could feel my nightie being dragged with his finger. It startled me, causing me to push my ass back into him. I felt his cock slide down my ass crack a little. He pressed forward with his pelvis, causing his shorts to slide even lower, exposing more of his cock.
His finger started tracing around on my panties. It never came above the waistband, just stayed hovering over my small, trimmed mound. He would trace down, feeling both of my thighs pressed together, then trace back up. I could feel him making contact with my upper labia when he did. At the same time, he would grind his pelvis into my ass, causing his shorts to slide lower and lower.