Mrs. Fletcher & Me Ch. 3
When I got home from my late night adventure with Mrs. Fletcher, I was surprised to find my parents were still up; all of my brothers had moved out after their first year of college. They said something older women about it being kind of late and wondering where I went, but I really wasn't paying too much attention to them. I mumbled an answer that seemed to satisfy them and said I was very tired and that I was going up to bed. I dragged my self upstairs to my bedroom and fell onto the bed. I really was very tired.
I felt as if I had run a marathon. Mrs. Fletcher had exhausted me with her session of sex. Muscles that I had never used before in my life ached. Even my dick hurt. I tried to sleep but couldn't. Images of Ellen and myself raced through my head. I thought of all the events that had occurred within the last twelve hours. Never in my wildest dreams did any of these things enter my mind. Maybe it was all a dream and I would wake up in the morning to a different reality. I got up and went to the bathroom.
As I sat there, I saw the stain on the wall where my cum had flown with the help of Ellen's mouth and hand. This day wasn't a dream. It had all happened as I remembered it. I smiled as my cock began to stiffen as I remembered the blowjob. My dick ached as it hardened but I knew that the pain was worth it. I tried to think of other things but couldn't. I could only think of Ellen. I went back to my room and stared at the ceiling. What did she mean that she had plans? What could she be scheming? I tossed and turned trying to get some rest. The clock moved slowly as the hours passed. My parents had gone to sleep and I only heard the crickets outside and the pounding of my heart in my head.
I don't know when I finally fell asleep, but I know that I didn't dream of Ellen because the sheets were dry when I got up that morning. When I saw the time on the clock, I couldn't believe how late I had slept. It was almost 10 o'clock. I'm usually up early, before anyone else in the house. I got up to shower and yelled down to my mother older women that I was sorry for being late and that I would be right down. She yelled something back up to me but I didn't hear it with the water running. I washed, put on a pair of shorts and a shirt, and started to make my way down the stairs. I heard my parents talking with someone. I couldn't place the voice, although it did sound very familiar.
As I turned the corner from the hallway, to enter the eat-in kitchen, I was almost knocked to the floor by what I saw. My parents were having breakfast with Ellen. She looked more beautiful today than she ever had yesterday. I stood there not knowing what to say or do. My mother saw me and said, "Well here's my sleepy son. You never sleep this late David. What happened to you?"
"I guess he had a very busy day yesterday," Ellen chimed in.
"We had him running around doing so many things yesterday that I guess we tired him out," said my father.
"And don't forget, he took care of me very well yesterday too," added Ellen. I could hear the playfulness in her tone as she looked at me and smiled widely and winked. I smiled back and felt a twinge in my dick.
"It was nothing Mrs. Fletcher," I said. "I'd help you any time you needed it."
I smiled back at her, only the both of us understanding our little play on words. "Sit down, David, and join us for breakfast," my mother said. The chair that wasn't occupied was across from Ellen. I barely had time to seat myself when I felt her foot touching my leg. I gave her a look, trying to let her know not here and not now, but she wouldn't have any of it. She kept my parents busy with small talk as she made her way up my leg towards my crotch with her foot. I thought of getting up to get something, but the bulge in my pants kept me seated.
Ellen's foot had found its way under the pants leg of my shorts, and was nearing my swollen cock, when my mother finally saved me by bringing me my breakfast. I felt Ellen's foot finally lose contact with my leg and I took a deep breath of relief. Ellen smiled as she took a sip of her coffee. She continued to talk with my parents until I finally had the nerve to speak. I tried to ask the question that was on my mind the second I saw Ellen sitting at our breakfast table. My first attempt came out only as a squeak. Ellen tilted her head back and laughed quite hard.
"I apologize David. I'm sorry I laughed at you," she said. She looked at me and I could tell that she was very sincere in what she said.
"Go ahead. What were you going to say?" I cleared my throat and asked, " What brings you here Mrs. Fletcher, so early in the morning." She smiled back at me and said " I think I'll let your mom explain it to you." My mother started in with more enthusiasm that I had ever seen. She explained it like this. "Mrs. Fletcher, Ellen, called us early this morning. What was it? Eight o'clock I believe."
"How did she get up so early?" I asked myself. "Anyways, she has come up with a wonderful idea. For the wedding, you know that Mrs. Fletcher, Ellen, I'm sorry. Ellen doesn't really have a partner to be with. We had your Uncle Lenny paired up with Ellen for the rehearsal but then that leaves Aunt Linda all alone. Ellen thought that since you aren't in the wedding party, it would be a great idea if you were her companion for the wedding. Doesn't that sound great David…David?" I stared at Ellen with wide eyes.
She looked back at me and only smiled. So this was her scheme. She wants me to be her partner for the next two days. "What do you think David?" my father asked. My mother charged in. "We called your brother and Debbie, and they both think it's a great idea. They said that they should have thought about it earlier." Ellen continued to smile and stare.
"I don't have a tux," I blurted out. "That's been taken care of son," my dad said, putting a hand on my shoulder. "We called the store and you can go get one today."
"Well David? What's your answer?" asked Ellen softly. "Would you mind being stuck with me for a couple of days. I promise to be good." She smiled, and I knew what she meant by being good. I took a deep breath and said," It would be an honor to be paired with you for the next couple of days, Mrs. Fletcher." My parents clapped at my answer and Ellen leaned across the table and kissed me on the cheek.
"Thank you very much David," she said softly. "I'll make this the best decision you ever made." My parents continued to congratulate themselves as I stared and smiled at Ellen sitting across the table. We talked some more about the wedding for a little bit, and then I noticed why Ellen looked so different today. "You cut your hair older women Mrs. Fletcher," I said in a very loud and surprised voice. "Very good David," replied Ellen. Looking at my parents she said, " See, I told you that he would notice. You've raised a son who knows how to make a woman very happy. You should be very proud of him."
"Oh, we are," said my mother. "You don't know what you're agreeing to mom," I thought. I looked at Ellen and asked, " Why did you cut your hair?"
"Well," she said. "I was thinking early this morning, while I was laying in bed. If you were going to agree to be my partner, I should try to look a little bit better for you. I knew that the hotel has a salon that opened early, so I decided to let them fix me up a bit. Do you like it?" Did I! She had had hear hair cut short and styled; the small amount of gray was gone.
"It makes you look younger than ever," I said with great enthusiasm. "I hate to admit it, but he's right. You look fabulous," added my mother. Ellen blushed and said, " You're all being to kind. Why don't I help you with these dishes?" She was getting up when my father told her, " Nonsense. You're our guest. I'll help the misses with the dishes. Why don't you ask David about what he has up in his bedroom?" I heard my father's statement and wondered almost aloud, " What the hell does he mean by that?" I looked at Ellen for an explanation. "While we were waiting for you to get up, in my conversations with your parents, I told them of my interest in astronomy. They tell me that you have a telescope upstairs."
"That's right son," said my father. "Mrs. Fletcher has an interest in something you have."
"My dick," I thought. "Why don't you take Ellen upstairs and let her see it David," said my mom. "Yes, please David," begged Ellen smiling. "Can I see it?" Was I going crazy or had Ellen turned my parents into pimps for her to service me? " David," my father said somewhat sternly, " Take Ellen upstairs and show her your telescope." Ellen smiled as I shrugged my shoulders and said, " Let's go Mrs. Fletcher." My parents began to clear the table as Ellen and I went up the stairs. I turned to ask her as we went up, " Do you really have an interest in astronomy?"
"David," she said, " I'm lucky I know where the sun rises and sets. I noticed the telescope last night as we went into the bathroom. I just thought that I might be able to do something with that kind of knowledge." She slapped my ass and said, " Let's go." I followed her into my room not knowing what to expect. As we entered my bedroom Ellen quickly lifted the skirt that she was wearing and pulled her panties down to just above her knees. "Stop it," I said softly. "Are you crazy?" She didn't pay me any attention as she bent over the edge on my bed and said, " Hurry David. Fuck me now. Stick your hard cock into me and fuck me now." Her legs were spread wide and I could see the mound of her pussy hanging down from between them, its soft hairs fluffed out as far as they would reach. Without thinking of the consequences of being caught, I pulled my shorts down and got behind Ellen. She reached back and grabbed my cock and placed it at the opening of her pussy. She eased the head of my cock into her cunt and said, " Don't waste any time David. Pump and cum."
She placed her elbows on the bed and turned her head to watch. I pushed my hard cock into her wet pussy with ease. She smiled at me, as she watched my hips rock into her ass. She tilted her hips and her pussy pushed farther back towards me. I could still her my parents washing the dishes as I fucked Ellen in my bedroom, not more than ten feet above their heads. All the while, Ellen watched and smiled. "Don't worry about me David," Ellen said softly. "I want you to cum." I held onto her hips and pumped. Being bent over as she was, her ass was the roundest thing I had seen. I could feel her juices starting to run out of her pussy and down my balls. Her cunt muscles tightened as she told me quietly, " Cum David. Cum." I pushed as far as I could, my cock depositing its load into her. I pumped and pumped, not wanting to stop.
Ellen tilted her hips more, so she could feel the deepest penetration that she could. When I finally finished, Ellen said, " Don't move." She reached for her purse and pulled out some tissues and a panty liner. She handed me some tissues and held the rest in her hand. "Hold your cock in that when you pull out of me David," she told me. Just then, I heard the water stop running in the kitchen and the sound of footsteps coming towards the stairs. "How are you two doing up there?" my mother asked from the bottom of the stairs. My heart stopped beating. "Shit. Not again," I thought. "I'm dead. Here I am, with my cock pushed deep inside my brother's mother-in-law's cunt, and my mothers' going to see it. I'm fucking dead."
"Oh we're having a great time up here," said Ellen, as if we really were doing what we were supposed to be doing. "Your son has a fantastic telescope up here and he sure knows how to use it."