The grandkids were in bed sleeping, DeAnn was out on a date and I was in my den cruising the Net when I found a site that blew my mind away. It was so perverted that I won’t even write about it, but it sure as hell gave me a major woodie. I had my eyes locked on the screen, my cock was in my hand and I was going to town! I heard a low moan and I jerked my head away from the monitor and saw DeAnn standing behind me. She had her skirt up to her waist, her panties were lying on the floor and the fingers of her right hand were working on her clit. I had been so engrossed in what was on the screen that I hadn’t heard her come into the room. I was still beating my meat, but now it was while I was watching DeAnn working on her pussy. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her fingers as they worked on her love button. Suddenly I noticed that DeAnn wasn’t getting herself off watching what was on the screen – she was watching me jack off. It was too much for me and cum shot out of the head of my dick and got all over my lap and keyboard. As soon as my cock spurted I heard DeAnn give a short cry and I knew that she must have gotten off too. I looked up at her and she averted her eyes so I turned mine away from her and I didn’t see her pick up her panties and leave the room.
The next morning at breakfast DeAnn and I couldn’t look each other in the eye. When I left for work DeAnn was packing lunches for David and Jane and I wondered if I would find that she had moved out when I got home. I worried most of the day that what had happened would poison the relationship that DeAnn and I had. I also worried about what might happen if she moved out. Would she end up with another loser? I know it was irrational of me to think that only if she lived with me could she stay loser free, but what can I say, that is how I felt. I also thought the world of my grandbabies and I couldn’t bear the thought of them living with another Darrel.
When I got home that night DeAnn had dinner on the table and while we still had trouble meeting each other’s eyes we were able to talk to each other. After dinner I played with David and Janie until it was time for them to go to bed then I sat in the living room and watched CNN until I heard DeAnn go into her room and close the door. I gave it ten minutes and then I headed for my den. I got on the computer and brought up the site that had so enflamed me the previous night and before long I had my cock out and I was working away at it.
This time I heard the door open as DeAnn came in. I turned and saw her carrying one of the dinning room chairs with her. She set it down next to me and with out looking at me she sat down, opened her house coat and started using her fingers on herself while watching the monitor. I didn’t know what to do. I should have gotten up and left the room, but would DeAnn take it as a slap in the face? Would doing that just make things worse? I turned my attention back to the computer screen, but I was fighting a losing battle. I could not keep my eyes off of DeAnn and I kept turning to watch her out of the corner of my eye. Finally I gave up all pretense of watching the monitor and turned to watch DeAnn. Her eyes were closed and her fingers were working hard. Suddenly her eyes popped open and she saw me watching her. Her eyes moved down and she watched me stroking myself and then her body tensed, she gave a little cry and then the tenseness slowly left her. Her eye’s never left my cock and she whispered, “Do it, please do it.” I didn’t know what she meant and again she said, “Do it. Make it cum, please do it.” I closed my eyes and recalled the image of DeAnn cumming as her fingers drummed against her clit and I blew a gusher all over my legs. DeAnn watched until the head of my cock stopped spurting and then she stood up and used the hem of her housecoat to wipe as much of the mess off of me as she could – being very careful not to touch my cock – and then she bent, kissed me on the forehead and left the room.
I spent a sleepless night staring up at the ceiling and thinking about the last two nights. I did my best to rationalize; DeAnn was a grown woman and able to make her own choices. We hadn’t touched each other so no harm, no foul. At the worst it was just exhibitionism and voyeurism and no one had been hurt by it. But I knew it was wrong and that was the bottom line – I knew it was wrong. But I also knew that I couldn’t talk to DeAnn about it. I was afraid that if she took it the wrong way she would take the kids and leave.
The next day was Saturday and DeAnn and I managed to make and hold eye contact and almost act as if everything was normal. I got out of the house and cut the grass and trimmed the rose bushes while DeAnn cleaned house and did the laundry. Then she took the kids to the movies and I worked on my car. The day went by quick and the evening even quicker. DeAnn put David and Janie to bed and I stayed glued to the TV until I was sure that DeAnn had been in her bedroom look enough to fall asleep and then I got up and headed for my den.
DeAnn was sitting in the den waiting for me and what she wanted was as plain as day. The computer was off and she had the two chairs sitting so that they faced each other. When I came into the room she stood up and dropped her robe and then sat her naked body back down in her chair. She looked into my eyes and her fingers went down to her sex and she sat there silently waiting for me to take my seat. I wanted to turn and leave; I knew I should turn and leave, but something in DeAnn’s eyes pulled me toward the chair she had set for me.
Her breasts rose and fell from her heavy breathing as I took my clothes off and sat down opposite her. Her eyes fell to my cock and she started masturbating. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her fingers and I was staring at them mesmerized when her voice broke through to me. “You have to do it too.” I took my cock in my hand and started to stroke it as I watched her watch me jack off as I watched her. This is insane I thought as I watched her fingers churning away in her pussy. Insane or not I couldn’t stop and I gripped my cock harder and stroked faster. I knew what she wanted and I did my best to give it to her. She moaned, threw her head back and her body shook as she had her orgasm, but I wasn’t even close. I was pounding away at my cock and DeAnn slid out of her chair and bent toward me until her face was only an inch or two from my cock and I felt her hot breath on my dick as she said, “Do it, please do it. Make it cum, please make it cum for me” and I did. I had another gusher and this time, besides getting it all over me, I got a glob or two on DeAnn. As she had done the night before DeAnn used her house coat to clean me up, again being very careful not to touch my cock, and then she kissed my forehead and went to her own room.
I’m afraid I know where this is headed and just how it will end, but I’m powerless to stop it. It doesn’t matter how hard I work at convincing myself that I need to put a stop to this madness all I have to do is look into DeAnn’s eyes and hear her whisper, “Do it, do it for me please. Make it cum for me” and I lose all my resolve. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow will be the day I’m able to generate the will power and the common sense to enable me to put an end to it. But for now the kids are in bed and DeAnn is in the den waiting for me so I turn off the TV and head down the hall.