IntriguedLover
Ruby Mistress of Desire
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Character Profile(s):
Genevieve "Vivi" Thompson - age 43 - Neighborhood Watch Coordinator and Stay at Home Mom.
Kimberly "Kim" Thompson - age 21 - Recent College Graduate living back at home until she can find a full-time job.
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"Yes.. More. Lick me more. There! Right there! Oh god, Austin. Yes! Yes! I'm..oh god... I'm so close baby. Eat mommy out. Make her cum. Make mommy cuuuummm---"
"Ahh!" Vivi sat up in bed, a thin sheen of sweat covering her near nude form as the sun was shining brightly into the bedroom. There was a sensation between her legs that she had woken up to three days this week. She reached between her legs, moving her panties to the side - the only thing she wore while sleeping - she was wet. "Again." She sighed as she moved to the edge of the bed, reaching to the bedside table to check her phone. It was close to 8am. She turned to look beside her on the bed. Empty - as it has been for sometime now, especially since her husband, Michael, took on the job as Finance Manager for The Vaterno Corporation downtown. He was now usually out the door before the sun was up and not home until dinner time. It had really cut into their sensual time together, but it brought home money. Sure, there were times he'd have 2-3 days off here and there, but he'd either want to do stuff around the house or work out. Never go out. Never spend time with her. Vivi sighed as she stretched getting up. She walked into the bathroom. Her mind shifting back to the dream she had just a few minutes ago.
It was of her son, Austin. Well, to be more specific, it was of her son, Austin, eating her out until she came hard in his mouth. "God," Vivi sighed as she shuddered. Her nipples perking up and becoming hard at the impure thought. She shook her head. "Why am I dreaming of him? Snap out of it, Vivi," she said looking in the mirror. "That's your son! Why would you even think of a thing like----" she paused for a moment. Her mind shifting to thinking about how hung Austin might be. She hadn't seen him completely naked since he was 11, when he decided to become more private about his body. She had understood because puberty hit him early and boy, did he sprout off. Her mind thought about how taut his core is, especially when he walks around the house with no shirt on before the High School has a football game. That could only mean he's hung like a fucking hors---"oh my god.. I need a shower," she said stopping herself mid-thought to pull off her panties and step into the shower, turning on the cold water to try and wash away the taboo thoughts coursing through her and sending sensations to her dripping cunt.
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"Hi, yes. This is Kimberly Thompson. I'm calling about a job application status? Yes, I put it in 2 weeks ago and I wanted to find out if it processed correctly. My computer messed up that night and I was just wanting to---yes, I'll hold." Gentle clacking of a pen on the dining table was the only thing that broke the silence right now as Kim waited for the human resources person at the local Petsmart to come back on the line. It wasn't exactly the type of job she was looking for because of her current qualifications, but anything would work to help get her out on her own. She was just thankful that her parents allowed her to move back home after she graduated college. Even though she got her Masters in Business Management, it had been tough to find work. "Yes! I'm here," she continued on the phone as she listened. Her facial expression instantly dropped and she bit her lip as she heard the words 'We're sorry to inform you' and 'not enough qualifications. She didn't even let the guy say anything else as she hung up the phone.
"Fuck!" she cursed out loud. She hoped she hadn't woken her mother up, but by the sound of the shower upstairs, she was already up. Kim had enough. It was too damned early to be this stressed. She opened the door to the patio, pulling off her jean shorts. She's wearing a bright pink bikini underneath. She got to the side of the pool and walked down the stairs into the water. It was chilled because of the morning air, but it felt good. She dove under the surface and proceeded to do a few laps to break the tension.
Genevieve "Vivi" Thompson - age 43 - Neighborhood Watch Coordinator and Stay at Home Mom.
Kimberly "Kim" Thompson - age 21 - Recent College Graduate living back at home until she can find a full-time job.
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"Yes.. More. Lick me more. There! Right there! Oh god, Austin. Yes! Yes! I'm..oh god... I'm so close baby. Eat mommy out. Make her cum. Make mommy cuuuummm---"
"Ahh!" Vivi sat up in bed, a thin sheen of sweat covering her near nude form as the sun was shining brightly into the bedroom. There was a sensation between her legs that she had woken up to three days this week. She reached between her legs, moving her panties to the side - the only thing she wore while sleeping - she was wet. "Again." She sighed as she moved to the edge of the bed, reaching to the bedside table to check her phone. It was close to 8am. She turned to look beside her on the bed. Empty - as it has been for sometime now, especially since her husband, Michael, took on the job as Finance Manager for The Vaterno Corporation downtown. He was now usually out the door before the sun was up and not home until dinner time. It had really cut into their sensual time together, but it brought home money. Sure, there were times he'd have 2-3 days off here and there, but he'd either want to do stuff around the house or work out. Never go out. Never spend time with her. Vivi sighed as she stretched getting up. She walked into the bathroom. Her mind shifting back to the dream she had just a few minutes ago.
It was of her son, Austin. Well, to be more specific, it was of her son, Austin, eating her out until she came hard in his mouth. "God," Vivi sighed as she shuddered. Her nipples perking up and becoming hard at the impure thought. She shook her head. "Why am I dreaming of him? Snap out of it, Vivi," she said looking in the mirror. "That's your son! Why would you even think of a thing like----" she paused for a moment. Her mind shifting to thinking about how hung Austin might be. She hadn't seen him completely naked since he was 11, when he decided to become more private about his body. She had understood because puberty hit him early and boy, did he sprout off. Her mind thought about how taut his core is, especially when he walks around the house with no shirt on before the High School has a football game. That could only mean he's hung like a fucking hors---"oh my god.. I need a shower," she said stopping herself mid-thought to pull off her panties and step into the shower, turning on the cold water to try and wash away the taboo thoughts coursing through her and sending sensations to her dripping cunt.
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"Hi, yes. This is Kimberly Thompson. I'm calling about a job application status? Yes, I put it in 2 weeks ago and I wanted to find out if it processed correctly. My computer messed up that night and I was just wanting to---yes, I'll hold." Gentle clacking of a pen on the dining table was the only thing that broke the silence right now as Kim waited for the human resources person at the local Petsmart to come back on the line. It wasn't exactly the type of job she was looking for because of her current qualifications, but anything would work to help get her out on her own. She was just thankful that her parents allowed her to move back home after she graduated college. Even though she got her Masters in Business Management, it had been tough to find work. "Yes! I'm here," she continued on the phone as she listened. Her facial expression instantly dropped and she bit her lip as she heard the words 'We're sorry to inform you' and 'not enough qualifications. She didn't even let the guy say anything else as she hung up the phone.
"Fuck!" she cursed out loud. She hoped she hadn't woken her mother up, but by the sound of the shower upstairs, she was already up. Kim had enough. It was too damned early to be this stressed. She opened the door to the patio, pulling off her jean shorts. She's wearing a bright pink bikini underneath. She got to the side of the pool and walked down the stairs into the water. It was chilled because of the morning air, but it felt good. She dove under the surface and proceeded to do a few laps to break the tension.