Chapter 14: House wife
Chapter 12 – HOUSE WIFE
On the other hand in Ethan's house, Mrs. Willow was busy with her chores, but her mind was anything but at ease. She thought about the night she had with her son. How was she going to hide this from Rachel and Lilly when they came back from their trip? Her hands shook a slight bit as she flipped the wet laundry up on a drying rack, the fabric clinging to her skin briefly. The house was quiet except for the washing machine and some random squeak of the floor. She realized that their bond would face a new test with the girls coming back, and the idea of keeping their love hidden brought a mix of excitement and fear.
Mrs. Willow stood still with wet towel in her hand, as a sudden breeze of air blew through the kitchen; the wind began to flap the window curtains, drawing the shadows across the kitchen floor. A wave of guilt washed over her as she questioned whether she had gone too far with Ethan? Rachel and Lilly were always so innocent, and she worried about bringing any darkness into their life. But the more she thought about it, the more she realized she couldn't help herself. The feeling of his hands on her bare body, his mouth on her neck, was like an addiction that she couldn't quit, no matter how much she tried to convince herself it was wrong.
With a sigh, she wrapped up the laundry and moved to the living room to begin the cleaning. She picked a picture of her daughters and her husband in her hand, their happy smiles seemed to pause the time. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness at the thought of their perfect family being shattered by their secret. But that didn't stop her from feeling the warmth flowing through her at the thought of Ethan's cock buried deep inside her greedy pussy. With every moment that passed, the struggle within her grew more and more.
Mrs. Willow carefully placed the picture frame down as she sat on the couch. Unconsciously, a hand drifted down to her crotch, feeling the wetness that was already gathered between her legs. She bit her lip recalling the sensation of Ethan's strong hands groping her breasts, brushing the tip of his thumb against her sensitive nipples. her eyes glazed over as she thought of his long fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy, curling to hit just the right spots and making her squirt like a fountain. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but the feeling was too good to resist. She pushed aside the guilt and fear for a moment and let herself indulge in the memory of her son's cock stretching her pussy wide open.
Her hand slipped inside her panties, her fingers grazing the soft hair that surrounded her clit. She began to rub it in a circular motion, feeling the heats that build up inside her. "Mmmhmm," She moaned softly, "Ahh, Ethan," her voice flowing through the empty house. She imagined his cock, filling her up as she thrusting down onto it, her slippery walls tightening around her fingers.
"Ooohh fuck," she hissed, her breath getting heavier as she fastened the movement of her fingers. Her left hand reached up to cup her breast, "Mnahh_ahh" she begins to squeezing it gently before pinching her nipple. "Mnhhh_ ohh fuck," She closed her eyes, picturing his firm hand gripping her tits.
"Ohhh_fuck_fuck_fuck," her moans grew louder, as she pumped her fingers inside her floating pussy.
Mrs. Willow's eyes rolled back in her head as she stroke her cunt much more aggressively from before, her other hand squeezing her tits roughly, mimicking Ethan's strong grip on her gigantic bosom. Her breath grew louder and louder, her chest rising and falling as she groaned, "Fuckk_I want that, I want that damn cock inside meeeee."