" and followed her into our bedroom. "What's going on?" I asked as I pulled the door closed behind me."Lock the door," she said as she began untying t...he knot on my shirt and unbuttoning the lone button. "I'm just horny and need some sex really bad, right now." This time she laid out on the bed and spread her legs. The moisture around her pussy told me she had probably started without me and wanted help with the finish. I slid easily into her pushing her lips apart with my cock while she moaned. I am a home-maker; I am not ashamed of it. I only wish I had a chance to make a home for myself and someone who really cared about me.I imagine sometimes how satisfying it might be to get down on my knees and scrub the kitchen floor. I remember my mother doing this, and the tweed skirt she wore at the time, stretched tightly across her spreading backside. So I see myself; an ordinary housewife in a small cottage somewhere, in a tight skirt and jumper, scrubbing the floor and waiting on my man. She thought of what must have lead up to his depositing such a lot of sperm on her panties; thought of how her knickers had probably felt so pleasureful against his hardness. She imagined him pressing her scent to his cheek as he listened to the sound of their lovemaking just the other side of the thin door.And finding the evidence of his arousal in her panties had been thrilling, not a turn-off. She had enjoyed it so much she had not yet changed, wanting to be wearing them with this memento of. The girl got a shock of her life when her face turned from extreme pleasure to extreme surprise. She pushed the boy away from her and tried to run away from the other side. But she found that it was a dead end and regretted her actions.Girl: I’m so sorry ma’am… This won’t happen again… (lowering her head).Boy: I am also sorry ma’am. Please don’t tell on us, please ma’am… (joining his hands).When the boy too called me ‘ma’am’, I realized that those young lovers had mistaken me for one of the.