With the sun out and a nice cool breeze blowing, Diane thought that she take a quick dip in the pool and read the magazine on beauty tips that had just come in the mail.  Diving in, she did a couple of laps and then got out to sit in the sun and dry off a bit before reading her magazine in a cool spot.  As her daughter Kelly was bringing her high school friends over for in an hour for an end of summer party, Diane planned on vacating the poolside far ahead of time to let the teens enjoy themselves before the backyard barbeque.

At thirty-eight years of age, Diane Lawson was often mistaken as Kelly’s older sister as she really looked to be under thirty.  A trim and sexy figure had men’s eyes turning for a second look whenever she passed, but Diane was a true-blue wife and not one ever to even step out on her marital vows to hubby Dennis.  Having just celebrated their seventeenth anniversary with a cruise to the Bahamas the other week, Diane was a bit exhausted after having to play catch-up at work this past week.

Having worn her floral print bikini for the dip in the pool, Diane planned on going back into the house with adequate time to change before Kelly and her friends arrived home.  After picking up the magazine to read in the shade, with upper body in the shade to tan her legs, Diane's eyelids were getting heavy midway through the second article.  Magazine drooping in her fingers, eyes closing, her head soon slumped upon her upper arm and Diane was then fast asleep alongside the pool.

Hearing laughter and the chatter of voices approached from the side of the house, Diane blinked her eyes and suddenly realized that she must have fallen asleep and the hour of leisure time and quickly lapses on by.  Having just brought a loose fitting long sleeve shirt for cover-up, Diane quickly scramble to don it as Kelly called out “Hi, Mom ………we’re here!”  “Hi everyone ………………….sorry, I must have dozed off for a bit!  Pool’s all yours!  Have fun!” she advised, holding the front of her shirt with her left hand to keep it closed.

“Mom …………………………you know everyone except Brandon in the back there!” her daughter advised.  As the handsome young man stepped forward to greet her, Diane was advised by her daughter that “Brandon’s just transferred from out of state and going to be on the football squad with Jake and Randy!”  Extending her hand to greet the handsome teen, Diane felt her insides quiver at the touch of this muscular young football jock.  With her heart fluttering like a teenage girl, Diane greeted him with “Hi, Brandon ……….welcome to Springdale!”

Feeling nervous and giddy as the good looking stud held her hand far longer than normal for such an introductory greeting, Diane inquired “Where’d you move from?”  “Virginia!  My father got a job promotion but had to transfer out here, so it was rather sudden and shocking for me, this being my senior year!  I’d so glad your daughter and friends have welcomed me into their group!” she was advised, all the while trembling as her hand was still being held by the handsome stud.

Making her way inside the house, Diane was panting nervously as she entered the master bedroom, closing the door and leaning back against it.  Trembling like a schoolgirl, Diane didn’t know why the handsome young teen had affected her so.  ‘My God, get hold of yourself ……………………………you’re behaving like a teeny bopper drooling over the handsome football jock!’ she told herself.  Closing her eyes, the image of the handsome young man came into her mind and Diane shivered and squeezed her thighs together as her slit became slick with her love juices.

Her nervous and trembling reaction had not gone unnoticed by 18 year-old Brandon Miles.  He had been depressed in having to make the move with his parents, not because it was his senior year, but because of all having to end all the fun that he had been having back in Virginia.  Since his arrival a few weeks ago, it was unpacking and going to football tryouts, then having to relieve the tension by hand.  But now, things were really looking up for him.

Brandon had been forced to end three hot and heavy sexual relationships in Virginia, thus leaving him high and dry once moving out to Springdale.  With his good looks and sexual prowess, along with being a high profile athlete, females were attracted to him like flies.  Sexually active since fourteen, Brandon had found that his biggest turn on was beautiful women ……………………………..married ones who were seemingly quite innocent and faithful to their spouses!

Having started football tryouts several weeks before the start of the new school year, Brandon’s athletic talents assured him of a starting position and already he had made friends.  For one, it was quite evident that Kelly Lansing had a crush on him, as well as several of the other girls in the group.  But Brandon had not dated a girl in high school for years as his male desires craved older and sophisticated women, married women in particular ………………………….like the beautiful Mrs. Diane Lansing!
 
Having seen the lovely beauty in her bikini while slipping on her long-sleeved shirt to cover up, Brandon felt his cock give a lurching response under his jeans.  ‘Damn, now that’s the best sight I’ve seen since moving to Springdale!  Jeezzzzzz, I gotta find a way into her tight little panties!  She’s fucking beautiful ……………….about 5’4” and 115 lbs. is my guess ………………………..with Kelly sixteen, she's probably 38 or so!  Nice and beautiful, with long sexy legs to wrap around my ass when I throw her the fucking of a lifetime!’ he assessed.  And feeling how she trembled when he held her hand, Brandon knew that if he played his cards right, he’d soon be get to sample some delicious ‘nookie’ once again!

Brandon correctly suspected that the lovely mother of his friend Kelly was rather innocent and a very faithful wife.  The way in which she quickly tried to hide her very sexy body, her embarrassment at being caught with just a bikini on by her daughter and her friends, Brandon decided that the best approach to disarm the beautiful woman was to shock her with a direct and blatant approach, not couching his ‘hitting’ upon her at all but to bluntly make it known that she turned him on and wanted to her bed her.

Having stripped off his jeans and tee shirt to join the others in the pool, Brandon kept a lookout for the beautiful Mrs. Lansing who had disappeared into the house after his introduction to her.  So, as he had suspected she would, the lovely wife and mother reappeared in the kitchen wearing a summer dress to help get the meat ready for the barbeque.  One piece of meat was certainly ready …………….the one growing in the confines of his swimming trunks!  Fortunately, he was in the pool and his hardon would not be noticed by the rest of the teens.  When his boner subsided and the opportunity arose, Brandon planned on going into the house and using the guise on the others that he wanted to see if Mrs. Lansing needed any help bringing things outside.

Having sat out in the sun a bit to dry off after his boner went down, Brandon bided his time.  Smiling to himself upon seeing the lovely beauty often looking out of the kitchen window, he knew that she was looking at him.  And when the beautiful woman came out with an empty ice chest and went inside the house, Brandon advised the gang “I’ll go and see if Mrs. Lansing needs some help!”  As he headed to the patio door, boner growing once again, he could see from the corner of his eye that she was looking up to see him approach.

Yes indeed, Diane had been looking out of the kitchen window and gazing upon the handsome teen’s muscular body.  And when she saw him headed to the patio door, Diane’s knees went weak and she clutched at the sink to compose herself.  Door opened and the smiling young hunk asked “Can I be of help, Mrs. Lansing?”  Heart pounding in her chest, Diane was filled with mixed emotion, one of being afraid to be alone with the handsome teen while the other not wanting him to leave.

“Thank ……………..thank you, Brandon ………………..that’s so sweet of you!  If ……………….if you could take the ice from the freezer and put it into the cooler outside, that’ll be of big help!” Diane stammered as she began to bring out the cold pop and stack it into an empty carton for easy transport out to the patio.  “I ………………I’ll handle the rest, Brandon!” she yelled out as the teen took the ice outside, afraid of her inner feelings for that handsome young jock.

But when the handsome teen returned back in the house, Diane trembled with nervousness as the teen advised “Oh, I don’t mind …………………….in fact, I really prefer talking to you …………………..rather than being out in the pool!”  Diane swallowed deeply, then tried to make small talk by asking “Did you ……………….did you leave a ……………………a girlfriend behind ……………….at your last high school?”  Then Diane became unnerved when the teen responded with “Not a girlfriend from my high school per se ………………..but I was involved!”

What was purposely left unsaid had the lovely woman wondering, just as Brandon had wanted.  He saw the puzzled look on her face, and when she didn’t ask more about his comment, Brandon added “I prefer being someone more sophisticated than dating teenage girls ………………….a beautiful woman is what I prefer ……………….a beautiful woman …………………………..like you, Mrs. Lansing!”  The audible gasp that that came from the lovely beauty was just what Brandon had desired.

With the trembling woman holding the loose case of pop that she had gotten from the refrigerator, Brandon reached out to help her with it.  Purposely, his right hand closed over her left hand holding the carton, then his index finger was caressing the top of her fingers and toying with her diamond ring and wedding band.  The panting and speechless beauty had certainly been unnerved by him and Brandon took the opportunity to plant the wicked thought and pique her curiosity of having an affair with him by telling her “And I’m very discreet ……………………………..whenever you’re ready!”

With the brazen teen departing to fill the cooler and carry it out to poolside, Diane stood against the refrigerator in total disbelief as to what had just taken place in her kitchen.  The handsome young man, just a year older than her daughter and young enough to be her own son, had in no uncertain terms propositioned her.  Now able to think clearly, Diane fumed ‘The gall of that bastard ………………….thinking that I’d sacrifice my marriage ………………………propositioning me right here in my own home!’

As the males in Kelly’s group were well accustomed to wetting up barbeques, Diane had everything lined up in the refrigerator for Kelly and her friends.  Salad, greens, burgers were all in place before Diane called out to let her daughter know that the food was set-up for them whenever they wanted to begin eating.  Retreating upstairs to her bedroom, Diane was quite upset at the bold young man, fuming ‘What nerve ………….thinking that I’d cheat on my marriage ……………………be unfaithful ……….…….have an affair with him!’

Back in the pool, having seen the lovely beauty leave the kitchen, he correctly suspected the two windows upstairs on the far left marked where the master bedroom was located.  Brandon also correctly suspected that she was upset with herself for having just stood there before him and not having reacted more appropriately to his proposition, like that of slapping his face for making such a proposal.  And when she appeared before the upstairs window, visibly gasping in seeing him looking up and smiling at her, Brandon chuckled as she quickly moved away from view.

In talking to Kelly that night at the barbeque, Brandon learned that the beautiful Mrs. Lansing was the librarian in charge of Springdale’s public library.  Wheels churning in his mind, with practice letting out in early to mid-afternoon each day, Brandon planned on scouting out the premises.  From experience, Brandon knew very well that the likes of having a sophisticated and happily married woman like the lovely Mrs. Lansing would never come to him and drop her panties like a little slut.  Instead, he planned on taking the challenge directly to her.

The first two days of surveillance revealed that the lovely beauty was the last one to leave, being the one putting up the closed sign and locking up after the other employees left.  Each night, it was nearly an hour or so later before she exited the library and got into her car to head on home.  ‘Hmmm ………………so no one expects her home till after 5:30 p.m.!’ he calculated.  Smiling, Brandon was now confident that he would soon be having the panties of the lovely Mrs. Diane Lansing to add to his trophy case.

That next day, going up to the front of the library, Brandon peered in through the glass portion of the wooden door.  His cock hardened in anticipation upon seeing the lovely beauty.  In seeing her busy in assisting a customer, Brandon then slipped in and found a chair off to the far side and out of sight from the front desk.  With closing time coming up in fifteen minutes, he grabbed a couple of books on the pretense of wanting to check them out.  Knowing he’d have to take time to get a library card to check out the books, he planned on waiting till five minutes to closing before going up to say ‘Hi’ to the lovely beauty and seek her assistance.

The comment “Hi, Mrs. Lansing!” had Diane looking up to greet and help the library customer who had come to her.  Needless to say, a shiver of nervousness coursed throughout her petite body in seeing that it was Brandon, the handsome football jock who had brazenly propositioned her right in her own home.  Diane had been quite upset since that night of the barbeque Kelly had held for her friends, fuming at the brazen young man along with her failure put him in his place.  Never had she ever been so unnerved and speechless at such a brazen proposition.  ‘The nerve of him ……………….thinking that I’d violate my marital vows …………………to have an affair with him!’ she fumed.

Since that night of the barbeque, though upset with the young man, Diane could not shake the image of the handsome jock.  In bed each night, she could still see his handsome face clearly as well as his tall muscular body, and could not help but to wonder just how it’d feel to have his hands caressing her body.  Then guilt would immediately set in and Diane chastised herself for such awful thoughts, for never before had she thought of another man other than her loving husband.  Overwhelmed by her emotions, it was as if Diane had already been unfaithful to her husband.

Not wanting to appear rude and pass Brandon off to another employee to assist him in processing a library card for him, as well as checking out the books.  In processing a library card for Brandon Miles, Diane swallowed nervously upon realizing that only now she had learned last name of the teen who had affected her so much in the past few days.  As the handsome young man stood nearby to her desk, Diane’s trembling fingers had her making mistake after mistake in the typing of the card.

Moments later, the librarian who had been advising the patrons that the library would soon be closing and ushering people out stopped by the desk to advise “Excuse me, Diane!  Everyone’s out!  Would you like me to close up for you?”  Caught in quite a dilemma, Diane was afraid to have the ‘Closed’ signed placed outside while, thus leaving her all alone with the handsome teen in the process.  “Thanks, but I ……………….I’ll lock up as soon as I process the library card and check out these books!” she responded.

Heart thumping wildly, Diane trembled as she finally got the library card processed correctly and checked out the books.  All the time while she was processing the library card and checking out the books, Diane was trying the build up her courage to do what she should have done that past Saturday, that of giving the brazen teen a stern lecture and piece of her mind for approaching her in such a manner.

For Brandon, he could read the troubled beauty’s thoughts as she handed him the library card and books.  Before she could commence in her lecture, he advised “Mrs. Lansing …………….I really don’t need these books ………………I had to come here and apologize to you for what I said on Saturday!  It’s ……………………it was just that ……………you looked so beautiful ………………….that I wasn’t thinking clearly!”  “Please …………………..I just wanted to apologize ………………………hopefully you’ll be able to forgive me!” he added.

Having stood up from her chair before handing Brandon the card and books, Diane trembled as the nearness of the handsome young man had her absolutely weak in the knees.  Now, with the teen apologizing, her prepared lecture disintegrated before her.  With the ‘Closed’ sign in her trembling hands, chest heaving as she panted for breath,
Diane could only mutter out “I …………………..I glad you realize that …………..I’m just not that kind of woman!”

Holding back his smile of success, Brandon advised “Here, at least let me help you close since I kept you!”  Reaching out to take the sign from her trembling hands, he turned towards the door as the lovely woman advised “Just ………………just turn the latch above the doorknob to lock it!  You just slide the sign …………outside in the slot!  Than……………….thank you!” she managed to get out as the teen opened the door to leave.

Turning back, Diane sucked in a deep breath as she rested her palms against her desktop to compose herself.  Hearing the door slam shut, she felt a sense of relief that she had gotten through it all.  Her emotions frightened her, making her wonder just how she would react had the handsome teen touched her once again, recalling how she had trembled on Saturday when he held and caressed her hand.  Then suddenly she froze upon hearing a soft footstep immediately behind of her.

Hands touching and caressing her just above the elbows, Diane panted “Brandon ………………….no …………………..no ……………………..this is so wrong!  Please ……………………oh, pleaseeeeeeeee ……………………….pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!”  Seconds later, as the handsome teen nuzzled at the back of her neck, Diane swooned “Oooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh!”  And as the large calloused hands of the teen caressed her arms down to her fingertips, she unconsciously held his hands.

A moment later, having been turned by the handsome young man, Diane tilted her head and parted her pink lips as his descended down upon her.  Feeling his expert tongue dart between her parted lips, Diane had her hands on and feeling his thick biceps while the teen had his hands on her trim waist.  She shivered as the caressing hands slid down to caress her asscheeks, then they were moving up her body ……………….to where his deft fingers began to work her zipper down!

A pro at this, Brandon had the hook at the back of her dress undone in just a second and the zipper entirely down in another two, then he was expertly unhooking the clasp of her thin bra strap.  “Ooooooooooooooooooooooooh …………………..ooooooooooooooooooh ………………………………oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh!” came the faithful wife’s moans of pleasure as her dress and bra were pulled down and hungry lips captured a stiffening pink nipple.  And her moans continued as the horny teen captured her other nipple in his mouth and tongued it to stiffness.  Top of her dress around her forearms, Diane was in the total control of the handsome teen as he began easing her down to the floor of the library.

Her hands on the teen’s head as he mouthed her breasts, Diane swooned and ran her fingers through his wavy hair, lifting her hips some as her dress and panties were being worked down over her trim hips.  Seconds later, she was totally naked except for her pink heels and the handsome teen was nibbling his way lower.  “Ah ………………ahh!” she panicked as the teen’s face was nearing her sex, wrapping her fingers tightly in his wavy hair in thinking ‘No …………………no ……………………….he can’t want to do that ………………….it’s so filthy!’

“Ah ………………………..ah ………………………ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” came the beauty’s moan of pleasure as Brandon clamped his mouth down upon her muff.  “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” came the moan as the entwined fingers tightened even more in his hair when his tongue slid into her slick slit.  Brandon smiled to himself as her love juices flooded into his mouth.  Seconds later, the lovely Mrs. Diane Lansing was arching up into is face, his flicking tongue on her ultra-sensitive clit had her going crazy.  “Nnnnnnnnnnnn ……………….nnnnnnnnnnnnnn ……………………nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!” came the reaction as the once faithful wife orgasmed in his mouth.

Totally drained as she lay upon the library floor, through glazed over eyes, Diane watched as the now standing stud was stripping off his tee shirt.  And then he was unbuckling the belt of his jeans, pulling them down along with his white pair of jockey shorts.  Now on display was a male specimen that would make any man proud, a manhood that was standing upright at a 45 degree angle, one that was far thicker and longer than her husband’s.

Raising her left leg, heel now flat on the floor, Diane was primed for the handsome teen to possess.  After having shuddered through the best orgasm ever, with the life literally sucked right out of her, Diane now wanted to return the favor to this handsome hunk.  Her husband, family, nor marriage no longer matter at this point.  She needed to feel this handsome teen in her ……………….wanting him to possess her ……………..claim her as his ……………………make passionate love to her ………………………..fuck her!

Looking down at the beautiful woman’s flawless and sexy white body, Brandon’s experience told him that she was all his to possess and that he would have no further resistance at this point.  Kneeling down, running his hands up along her ivory thighs, Brandon got into position as he clasped her trim hips.  With her cunny so slick and wet, there would be no problem with her accepting his thickness, which many women had trouble taking at first till adequately lubricated.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh …………………………………….ohhh ……………………..yes ………………………………oh, yessssssssss …………………………….love me ………………………….oh, Brandon ……………………yessssssssssssssssssss ……………………………..yesssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!” Diane panted out to her teenaged seducer.  With her hands caressing up and down the teen’s muscular biceps, Diane then wrapped her trim legs around his waist and locked her pink heels together, as the union made them one fluid fuck machine.

Head on the floor as she lay on her back, Diane made out the ceiling of the library where she worked.  It was as if she was floating about in a dream.  Then she saw the clock on the wall reading 5:30.  As the events of her ‘dream’ came back to fill her mind, Diane realized ‘My, God ………………….it wasn’t a dream …………………….it really happened!’  Turning, seeing her crumpled pink dress and lacy white bra lying nearby on the floor, there was no denying the fact that she had broken her marriage vows.

‘Infidel ………………………..a cheater ……………………….adulteress!’ were the labels that Diane were now affixing to herself.  Lying there, Diane trembled as the hazy wild ending was now being recalled, shivering at remembering how she had cried out “Oh, Brandon …………………………..Brandon ……………………………yes ……………………yes ……………………..fuck me …………………..fuck me …………………………..make me yours …………………………oh, yes ……………………….yes ……………………….yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!”

Diane recalled skyrocketing into outer space, bright stars exploding all about her, and then a huge explosion deep within her, followed with the voice of the handsome teen telling her “Oh, Mrs. Lansing …………………….oh, baby ………………………yeah …………………..yeah ……………..oh, so sexy ……………………………..so damned sexy ……………………………squeeze me ……………………..yeah, that’s it …………………………squeeze all the cum outta me!”

Leaning up, Diane looked down upon her body, observed her ivory breasts that were now sporting a few discolorations, ‘hickeys’ forming from the avid sucking from her young and eager lover.  Her matted fleece and glazed thighs confirmed what Diane already knew ………………..that no protective condom had been used.  With her husband, no protective condom was used when they had sex together, mainly due to her cycle being quite regular and they would time things around it.  But on this date, it was quite untimely and the most dangerous time of the month for her.

Getting up, Diane saw that she’d be late getting home and hurried into her bra and dress, with her panties nowhere in sight.  She knew that the garment would be adorning the teen’s mantel that night.  Grabbing a few tissues, she wiped her glazed thighs and matted bush, then bent down to wipe up the gooey spots that gave evidence to what had taken place on the library floor.  Picking up her purse, Diane then hurried out to get home before she was far later than normal.

No time to change, Diane merely stepped out of her heels when she got home and began to put on the dinner planned for that night.  As she stood over the stove stirring a pot, her husband came in to greet her with a kiss on the cheek and hands around her waist.  “Hi, honey ………………sorry I’m late ……………….got carried away on a project!” she advised as she took the pot in hand and moved away to the sink.  Diane really did not need to take the pot over to the sink, she just needed to move away before her husband hands did not discover the usual waistband of her panties under her dress.

Sitting down at the dinner table, slit still slick with her young lover’s sperm, Diane clenched her thighs together to keep it from escaping to wet her dress and chair.  As she quietly ate her food, wondering if her husband or daughter could visibly see that she was a changed woman, one who violated her marriage vows less that two hours ago …………………..a shameless adulteress!  And her stomach churned when Kelly spoke “Brandon is so handsome!  I just hope he asks me out on a date!”

Lying in bed that night, after showering and putting on her nightgown, Diane was wide awake while her husband was fast asleep on his side of the bed.  Over and over again, the scene of her infidelity replayed back in her mind, causing her to be riddled with guilt.  Diane shivered each time she recalled the way Brandon nuzzled his face down into her sex, and especially how he eagerly he had proceeded to ‘eat’ her out.  Then that mind-blowing fuck session, screaming out for him to fuck her brains out.  Her teen lover’s sperm still slick in her cunny, Diane just couldn’t bring herself to douche the handsome jock’s essence out of her, even it resulted in her getting ‘knocked up’!

Throughout the remainder of the week, Diane busied herself, telling her staff to handle the front desk so she could complete her project in the closed office nearby.  This was done each day, shortly after seeing Brandon enter the library and sit near the reference room.  Once the handsome teen was gone and the library about to close would she reappeared out of the office to lock up behind her departing co-worker.  She hoped that this avoidance would send a clear message to Brandon that their affair was a one time weakness on her part and over at this point.

That next week, Diane was able to breathe a sigh of relief for Brandon had not shown up at the library.  With Dennis off to visit his elderly mother and help her during the weekend, the plan was for she and Kelly to have dinner together before she went out with her group of friends.  Sitting in the pool to relax after a rather tense week, worrying about Brandon showing up at the library, Diane was just about to doze off when the phone rang.

Picking up the cordless phone that she had set aside, Diane answered the call and found that it was Kelly asking if she minded eating alone as the gang wanted to go out to the drive-in for burgers before heading off for some miniature golf.  For Diane, it was a sense of relief as that meant she could continue to relax and not go in to prepare dinner for them.  “No problem, honey ……………..that’s fine!  It’ll actually work out better as I’m just beat and I can stay in the pool longer!  You go and have a good time ………..but don’t stay out too late!  By 1 a.m., okay!” she advised, reminding her daughter of her curfew.

As she relaxed in the pool and about to dose once again, Diane did not hear the opening of the side gate and the soft footsteps along the side of the house.  She had not been aware that Brandon was with the group at that time, hearing her conversation with her daughter, nor that Kelly had made mention of her father off to her grandmother’s for the weekend.  With Brandon feigning a very stiff muscle and needing to leave the group to go home and take care of it, no one knew what specific muscle it was nor the fact that he was planning to go to the Lansing’s home to take care of his problem.

Feeling as if someone was watching her, Diane opened her sleepy eyes to see that her instinct was indeed correct.  There was Brandon across the pool smiling at her while shirtless and donning only a blue swimming trunks, one that clearly revealed the outline of the thick manhood curled up under it.  And then the brazen teen was making his way across the pool towards her.  Panting for breath and unable to speak, she watched his movement through the water.

A moment later, bikini top floating atop the water, Diane gasped and clutched at the handsome teen as he took a budding nipple into his mouth.  “Oh, please ………….no ……………………we can’t ……………………….not again …………………….oh, please …………………..Brandon ………………….please ……………ohhhhhhhh!” she whimpered without conviction as she clasped his head to her breast.  “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!” she moaned as her other nipple was now being suckled and teased.

Bikini panties now floating about like its matching top, Diane panted rapidly as her young lover was about to enter her.  “Ohhhhhhhhhh, Brandon …………………..ah ……………………….ooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she panted out as his thick cock slid up into her.  She clung on to his broad shoulders as Brandon clutched the side of the pool for support while driving his hips up into her.  A wild fuck session took place in the Lansing’s pool, ending with thick threads of white cum escaping in the aftermath and slowing making its way to the bottom of the pool.

It was now about 8:30 p.m. and Diane lay on her bed with her teen lover’s arm draped over her body.  Following the fantastic fuck session in the pool, the muscular jock had easily lifted her petite body up in his arms and carried her upstairs to the master bedroom.  Once placed there on her marital bed, her young lover seemed even more energized than ever before.  After kissing her, she heard him pant out “Oh, Mrs. Lansing ………Mrs. Lansing!”

As Brandon thrust his proud meat into her, Diane realized that getting to fuck her on her marital bed was a real turn-on for young teen.  She really couldn’t blame him, what teen wouldn’t get turned on at the chance of scoring with a married woman on the bed that she shared with her husband.  And with Brandon’s cock stiffer than ever, Diane eagerly wrapped her legs around his waist to keep his tool deep in her.  “Fuck me …………fuck me ……………………….fuck meeeeeeeeeee!” she screamed out.  “Cumming …………………………cumming, Mrs. Lansing!” came the eventual response as her young lover filled her once again.

The ringing of the telephone startled her and then Diane recalled that Dennis said he’d call after taking his mother out for dinner that night.  She swallowed and answered the telephone.  Hearing her husband’s voice, Diane replied “Hi, honey!  Where’d you take your Mom for dinner?”  Listening to his response, Diane shivered in feeling Brandon shift on the bed as the phone call had wakened him from his sleep.  She reached back to grasp him, wanting to stop him from caressing her ass while she tried to concentrate on the phone call.

Diane shivered as the incorrigible teen was now cupping her breast and kneading her nipple to stiffness.  Trying to keep from panting as she continued the conversation, Diane tried desperately to keep her thighs closed as Brandon’s fingers were seeking to touch her down there while she conversed with her husband on the phone.  Unable to resist the teen’s strong and determined fingers, Diane gritted her teeth as a thick finger slid up into her slick twat.

Ass and hips being handled by the strong teen, Diane looked back desperately over her shoulder.  To her horror, she then saw the thick bloated cockhead jutting straight out just above the horizon of her ass.  With her free hand, she tried to wave her teen lover off, but upon feeling his hands grasping her trim hips and bloated cockhead pressing up against her sex, Diane came to realize that ‘That arrogant bastard …………………………taking me on the bed I share with my husband wasn’t enough ……………………he wants to take me while I’m on the phone with him!’

It was needless to say the most difficult phone call that Diane ever attempted to complete.  Fortunately, her husband went on and on as to what he needed to help her mother-in-law out with over the weekend.  With the long thick cock of her young lover sliding in and out of her quim, her basic response on the phone was “Uh-huh ……………..uh-huh!”  Finally, the phone conversation coming to an end as her husband said ‘Goodnight, honey!  I love you!’  “Goodnight, honey ……………………….I loveeeeeeee you toooooooooo!” she shivered, feeling the thick hot splashes of her teen lover’s cum spurting out into her milking cunny.

That next morning, with her lover departing before Kelly had gotten home, Diane stood by the window while pondering her future as an adulteress.  ‘My, God ………….…how could you …………………right in the bed that you share with your husband!  And worse ………………………doing it right when you’re on the phone with Dennis!’ she chastised herself.  After this past night, Diane knew that she just could not resist the handsome teen and knew that this would not be the end their secret affair.  “Oh, God!” she gasped out loud, dashing out of her bedroom to retrieve her bikini that she had seen from her bedroom window,  still floating about in the pool.

The next week, the last before the start of school, the two lovers had to see each other.  Not just see each other, but make passionate love together.  With the library having a neighborhood meeting on Thursday after closing and Diane a part of that group, a hastily arranged meeting had the two lovers meeting up near the lookout.  Like a love-struck teenager again, Diane got the fucking that she so needed right in the backseat of the teen’s car.

Taking in the games on Friday to support the Springdale Tigers, especially with quite a few of Kelly’s friends on the team, she and Dennis cheered them on.  And Brandon Miles turned out to be the star halfback on the team, seemingly scoring at will against the opponents.  “That Brandon is a man among boys!  He can score at will!  What a stud!” her husband commented to her.  ‘Yes, indeed, honey ………………..in more ways than you can imagine!’ Diane thought.

Weeks later, after feeling nauseas with her stomach queasy for several days in a row, Diane stopped by the drugstore that afternoon.  Locking the door to the master bath, she nervously opened the sack from the drugstore.  And moments later, her suspicions were confirmed, the results were positive …………..she was pregnant …………………she had gotten herself knocked up by her teenage lover!
 

End of Story.