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Pam's SeductionChapter 2by Theresa
I awoke that next morning feeling refreshed and got out of bed to begin my day. As I brushed my teeth, I mulled over the past night's events and wrote it off as one of those things. Frank could get me going sometimes and this had to be another of his tricks. I did admit to myself though, that the ideas he inspired with his role-playing turned me on. But enough of that, I had a busy day ahead.
I went downstairs to the kitchen to start the coffee and plan my morning. A working mother never seems to have enough time for all the things required to run a household. I had grocery shopping to do, several errands to run, and I wanted to spend some time in the back yard in the garden. A list would be my best bet to get everything accomplished and as I waited for the coffee to finish, I sat on a stool and began a "to do" list for the day.
As I wrote various tasks and puttered around in the kitchen getting my first cup of coffee and checking the cupboards for things I needed at the grocery store, I didn't hear the footsteps behind me. Looking back now, I imagine Kevin had an eyeful as I bent over the bottom drawer of the refrigerator, in just my T-shirt, and as I stood and turned to add lunchmeat to my list, I was startled half out of my mind. There stood Kevin, in the kitchen doorway, with a half smile on his face. I turned seven shades of red, realizing almost instantly what he must have seen, and my first thought was to apologize.
"I'm sorry, Kevin," I stammered. "I didn't hear you come in."
"That's OK, Mrs. Evans," he grinned.
"I, ummm, well ..." my voice trailed off. My eyes dropped for a moment and his excitement was obvious. I could see the outline of his hardened cock through his cut offs. He noticed too and I could swear I saw him twitch as I stared at him. "Uh, Kevin ..." I tried again to speak, but what the hell could I say to him? This whole scene defined awkward and I'm sure I was blushing, I could feel the heat from my face radiate into the air.
"I didn't know you were in here, you know," he said. I, er ..."
As his voice trailed off, I realized too that this was an accident and finally got ahold of myself a bit. What was the big deal, anyway? So he saw me? He wasn't the first guy to see me and I couldn't be the first woman he's seen either, right? He was excited, yes, but then again, he was a man and they're supposed to get excited. Thank God they did. But then why did I feel like a schoolgirl here? Seeing his hardness brought back memories of last night and a flood of images coursed through my mind, coupled with his readiness here and now. I felt a twinge of excitement rush through me, my nipples hardened against the cotton fabric of my T-shirt. Get out of this, I told myself.
"Well, that was embarrassing for both of us," I grinned. "Did you want some breakfast?" I tried to sound nonchalant and business like, but my voice quavered as I spoke. I hoped he didn't notice it and walked back to the coffeepot to pour myself another cup.
"No thanks, I just wanted something to drink," he replied. His voice sounded unnecessarily husky to me but I couldn't risk another look at him.
"Help yourself," I said and returned my attention to my grocery list. I heard him open the refrigerator and move things out of the way. Knowing his eyes would be elsewhere, I snuck a peek back at him. No doubt about it, Kevin liked what he saw. His cock was still hard, curved up against his body and I couldn't help but wonder what it looked like, couldn't help but wonder what it felt like, tasted like...
My reverie broke as he turned back to me and caught me staring at him. Our eyes met once more and he grinned sheepishly at me. He had to know what I was looking at, and I cursed myself for getting caught looking. If he only knew what I was thinking, then there'd be big problems. I couldn't speak again. I didn't trust my voice.
"Is it alright if I finish this orange juice?"
"Uh, sure."
Listening to us, our words were completely normal, but the tone and huskiness of both our voices gave us away. I hoped he hadn't noticed, but how could he not? I sure as hell noticed his voice and his erection showed no sign of subsiding. What if he read me correctly and then came on to me? I could refuse him, what was I thinking, I had to refuse him, a married woman and all that, but after last night, I wasn't so sure I could, or for that matter if Frank wanted me to seduce him. This whole thing was rapidly spinning out of control again. To be honest, it never was back in control. I felt myself flush once more.
Kevin grabbed a glass from the cupboard and poured the remaining orange juice into it. He threw the bottle away and stood in the kitchen, drinking it in sips, all the while watching me as I pretended to finish my list. I looked back at him and noticed his eyes locked on my nipples protruding from my T-shirt and felt another wave of excitement shiver through me. He would only have to touch me and I'd lose it right there. I turned a bit toward him, and once more our eyes met. I could see the lust in his eyes. Lust, openly displayed, his hips slightly pushed forward, glass to his lips, his youthful body taut and firm, warm ...
Kevin heard Jason first as he landed on the bottom step with a thump. We both snapped out of our trance-like state as Jason came into the kitchen, oblivious to what was happening between his mother and his best friend.
"Aw, Kev, you finished the juice," he said.
"Oh, yeah, I did," Kevin replied. "Sorry."
"You gonna get some more, Mom?" he asked.
"Yeah, it's on my list." I watched Kevin as he turned away from Jason, trying to hide his erection. A wise move, I thought. No need to get Jason alarmed here, or give him the wrong impression. I scribbled bread on my list and stood up.
"What do you two have planned today?" I asked.
"Not much," said Jason with his head in the refrigerator. "We might go to the river later on." He settled for cranberry juice and closed the door. "Or we might just hang around here."
"OK." I turned to leave and glanced once more at Kevin who was trying his best not to stare at me. "I'll see you two later then."
I could feel Kevin's eyes follow me as I went out of the kitchen. I was very moist by now and "in need" as I called this horny state. Time to wake Frank up. I wondered if I should tell him about this morning. Would that excite him as much as it did last night?
To Chapter 3
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