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CHAPTER FIVE

She stepped outside, closing the sliding glass doors behind her still wanting the swim Frank had interrupted. When she turned, she was startled. Jimmy, Frank's son, was seated on a lounge chair, a nervous grin on his boyish face. He was wearing his baseball uniform.

"Hello," Jimmy whispered, ogling her.

She sighed, glad she had put on a swim suit. Even thought it didn't coyer much, it concealed the essentials. "Hi, Jimmy. I thought you had a game on."

"I was, but the coach didn't show and the game was canceled." He gawked at her with youthful hunger and timidness.

Barbara studied the boy for a minute. He had something on his mind, she could tell.

She wondered if the boy had seen her fucking his father in the pool. "You want to use the pool?" she kept her voice calm. "I was just going to have a dip myself."

Jimmy took a deep breath. "I saw you before," he said softly, his eyes burning, his lips parched. The memory of her naked body with his father was permanently etched in his mind. Reached with the memory; he had dreamed of fucking Mrs. Reynolds.

"I don't know what you mean." Barbara was beginning to worry. Jimmy was a teenager impressionable.

"I saw you in the pool with my dad." Jimmy got to his feet. He was almost as tall as his father and was as tall as Barbara. The cock-bulge in his pants swelled. He took a step toward her, blinded by passion and his schoolboy crush. Barbara's heart sank; he had seen than fucking. "Jimmy," she began to explain, "it… isn't what you think."

"I'm not going to say anything. I'm not going to tell." His eyes met hers. He yearned to touch her mammoth tits, feel her beautiful body. Fucking her was all he ever thought about.

Barbara was still nervous. "I'm glad, Jimmy. It would only hurt your mother. What your father and I did was wrong, and it won't happen again. I promise."

"I'm not a kid," he told her. "Dad has the hots for you; I knew that. I've seen him staring at you," Jimmy took another deep nervous breath. "I do too…"

"You what!"

"I… I love you and want you," he blurted out, his face red with embarrassment.

Barbara noticed the cock-bulge in his pants. "It wouldn't be right, Jimmy. You're a boy. I'm old enough to be your mother." The compliment he had paid her was appreciated. Her ego was bolstered once again.

"You're not old and you're not my mother. You're a beautiful woman and I love you." Jimmy grabbed her and kissed her frantic kisses, inexperienced kisses.

"Oooooooooo, Jimmy, you shouldn't… shouldn't…" She didn't flinch or move, but stood there allowing the boy to kiss her. When his outburst had run its course, she took his hand. "I'm honored that you feel this way, but what you want is out of the question."

She saw the hurt in his eyes and knew he was her own. It thrilled her to know this boy desired her. Her mind spun. She couldn't think straight. She was embroiled in conflicting thoughts and emotions.

"Let me go," she said gently, not quite sure of what she wanted. "I'm too old for you. You should be with someone your own age."

The sweet fragrance of her perfume reached his nostrils, flaring them, making him dizzy. "No. No. You're perfect. You're everything I want." The softness of her body as he held her was driving him wild and making his cock ache. He was in agony. "Just let me kiss you, touch you, see you."

"Ohhhh, God," she gasped, coming put of his arms. She took his hand and led him into the house. "It isn't right," she said, bringing him into the living room. "I shouldn't be doing this." She looked at him; he looked like a lost puppy. "I think I'm as crazy as you."

"Please, Barbara." He felt self-conscious using her first name. "Please, I'll never say a word or bother you again. I swear." He was leering, trying to see through her robe.

"Sit down," she sighed, pointing to a chair. She wanted the boy's affection and adoration as much as he wanted her body. She opened her robe, letting it fall to her feet. She stepped back, turning slowly, giving the boy a long look at her body in the scanty bikini. His adoration was astounding. She could see from the way the boy was staring that she had a slave. It was a heady thought, but she buried it. She would enjoy his puppy love, but not abuse it. She stepped closer to him, caught up in fuck lust. She made a complete turn, every bare inch of her body on display for the boy's private enjoyment.

"Would you like to touch me?" she mewed with wanton lust.

Struck with an inability to speak, he nodded, his hands exploring her curves and soft yielding body. The scent of her cunt, inches from his face, excited him. His hands moved to her parted legs and her pussy.

"Ohhhhh, Christ!" he finally groaned, when his inexperienced fingers slipped through her cunt gash and were soaked in buttery pussy cream. "Oooooo, God, you're all wet."

Barbara trembled, bringing her hands down to his, holding them against her cunt. "Wet for you, Jimmy," she purred. "I'm wet and hot for you." It wasn't the exact truth, but close enough.

She pushed his fingers into her mushy cunt. "Feel me inside, Jimmy. Feel what it's like inside a pussy."

Jimmy plunged in with eagerness, finger-fucking her cunt hole with his exploring fingers, feeling the cushiony wetness of her pulsing cunt walls. One gasp erupted from his mouth and then he clamped his lips to her cunt. He was in ecstasy.

So was Barbara. She went wild with Jimmy's mouth against her drooling pussy. She writhed uncontrollably, her tits jiggling with each liquid twist of her naked body. "Ooooo, Jimmy! Jimmy! I love it! Ooooo, I love it! You're terrific!"

Hearing her praise encouraged him. He drew the velvety wet lips of her cunt into his greedy mouth and sucked. Warm foamy pussy-juice washed over his face. He sucked again, darting his tongue over her puffy wet cunt lips.

"Ooooooooooo, Jimmy. Use your tongue inside… tongue-fuck meeeeee!"

In the next instant, Jimmy fucked his tongue into her gaping cunt, exploring the steamy wetness. He snaked his tongue around inside, cunt-juice flowing over his prodding tongue and over his open sucking mouth. His hands became active, seeking her humping ass. He kneaded the flesh of her jerking ass and sucked the insides of her flowing pussy.

"Jimmy! Jimmy!" She thrashed and bucked on the floor, her eyes rolling. Her hands clawed her own naked flesh, as she creamed his mouth. "Suck! Suck! I'm cummingggg!" She was panting, her body tingling with the sweet aftermath of her glorious climax. "Oooooo stop! Stop!" Jimmy roused himself out of his horny stupor and raised his head from between her juice-stained thighs. Pussy cream covered his face. "Did you like it?" he asked shyly.

She opened her arms to him. "I loved it, Jimmy. You were fantastic! C'mere."

Jimmy swelled with pride. He came to her, his body overheating in his baseball uniform. He felt as if his heart would burst. She was going to kiss him!

Barbara held the boy close, his uniform scraping against her naked flesh. She kissed him on the lips, her own cunt juices tasting sweet as she cleaned his face with her tongue.

"I want you to take off your clothes and let me see you?"

He was deliriously happy, and when she released him, he tore off his clothes, dying to feel his naked body up against her gorgeous flesh. Leaving his uniform carelessly strewn about the floor, he went naked into Barbara's arms. The sensational contact blew his mind, and he shuddered, his young throbbing cock seeping the juices of his overfilled balls.

"Ohhhh, God, you feel so won… wonderful," he said.

Jimmy's entire body was drenched in a feverish sweat. Her pussy was drenching his hard cock in hot cunt-juice. Her hot body sizzled against his bare flesh. Ht felt her nipples burning into his chest. He wanted to cum. His balls were screaming in agony, and his prick was about to erupt.

"Go slow," she whispered in his ear. "Go slow." She took her arms from around him, giving him more mobility.

Jimmy immediately propped himself up and stared down into her beautiful face. "Ok, Barbara," bemoaned, his hips moving under their own power, but constrained, by her legs from going wild. "I can't think!" He was delirious. "God, I'm so fucking hot!"

"So am I, Jimmy," she sighed. She caressed his smooth face with her fingers and eased up on the viselike grip of her legs, keeping her heels in the small of his back. "Take it slow. Fuck me nice and slow for as long as you can."

The urge to please her was a natural restraint on the teenager. He nodded and began to pump his prick with long agonizing fuck-strokes. His head throbbed and every muscle in his body screamed for relief. He fought it. His desire to do as Barbara asked was a more powerful force than his own.

He looked dawn into her face. Never in his life had he envisioned anything so beautiful. Her face was flushed, her eyes dilated and her full sensuous mouth open, her junk tongue flicking at her glistening lips, her lustrous dark-red hair fanned out over the carpet.

It hit him like a ton of bricks… the full reality of what he was doing crashed down upon him in that one instant. He was fucking the woman of his dreams a woman his father had fucked a woman he loved. It was too much for him, and he lost, the thread of willpower that had kept him in control all this time.

"Agggghhhhhh!" the boy gasped.

Barbara saw his face through a haze of mist. She saw he had gone over the top; she went with him into bliss. Her body exploded with a host of tiny orgasms as their bodies clashed. She gouged her cunt against his plunging prick as her overpowering orgasm seized her: "I'm cumming, Jimmy!"

In his passion-dulled mind, he heard the woman of his dreams call out his name, and his balls erupted. He was absorbed in his own private world of passion and fucked brutally, driving her back into the carpet, his prick spurting the load of cum that had surged inside his balls since he saw his father fucking her in the pool.

"Aggghhhhhhh!" he growled loudly his body pounding, whacking, hammering. His fast-paced fucking drilled his cum-spouting prick in and out of her tight cunt.

"Agghhh! Barbara!"

Barbara creamed with him, her cunt in spasm, her hips churning in sync with the boy's steady fucking. She dug her heels into his back and fucked up to meet each and every fantastic stab of his cock.

Her cunt filled quickly with his cum and blended with her own hot gooey pussy cream. A froth of a creamy white jism oozed out of her overflowing cunt with each wild jab of Jimmy's cock. Thrashing beneath his driving body, she pounded her fists into the carpet. The thudding sounds mingled with their screams.

"Jimmy! Jimmy! Oooooo… more!" She was floating in heaven, desired and wanted. It hurled her into another level of joy, a higher plateau, then she plunged headlong into bliss.

Jimmy, wanting to please her more than anything in the world, gave her exactly what she craved, needed. Never in his life had he cum this much. He fucked harder and faster finding himself climaxing again, his balls never seeming to empty. His anus gave way as her sucking pussy sapped him of his strength. He hugged her to his lean youthful body and rode the fury of his second orgasm along with Barbara's hot squirming body.

Barbara clutched him tightly, their sweaty flesh inciting together, trembling in orgasms cum gushing out of her pussy and streaming down her thighs. "Jimmmyyyyyy!" She arched up with the last of her waning strength, then shuddered in ecstasy on the floor.

Jimmy grunted and lunged one last time; he was drained as never before. Groaning, he rolled off her hot sweaty body, reveling in what had just happened to him.

With his passion spent, he reverted to his normal self: the shy, innocent boy with a crush on Barbara. He stood up, glancing down at her naked body. "I'll never bother you again." He snatched up his clothes and dressed.

"You didn't bother me," she assured him. "You were absolutely wonderful, but it would be better if we didn't do this again. You should be fucking with girls your own age."

"Are you going to fuck with my dad again?"

"No, Jimmy… never. The things that happened today will never happen again."

She remained on the floor, watching him walk out the door, deep in thought. It was time to try to pull her marriage back together.