"Yes, I mean it. We can do it now, if you want. Go upstairs and undress and come back down here in your robe. I'll come down in about ten minutes and we'll do it together."
He walked away in a daze, and soon after he left she went upstairs to her own room. She puttered around in her bedroom until she heard him go downstairs again. She stripped her clothes off and put on a robe. Well, now you've done it, she thought. Now they were starting something again and this time it would be more involved. She quivered with excitement as she thought about what she intended doing with him. She was certain now that sooner or later they would fuck. But not now. Not tonight. Tonight it would be something else.
He was already in the living room when she went downstairs again. He was wearing a blue terrycloth robe, the one she'd bought him for his last birthday. He sat on the sofa sipping a Coke and looking at her with uncertainty in his eyes.
Jennifer smiled at him. "Don't be so nervous."
He shifted his body on the sofa. "I can't help it."
She went to the bar, mixed herself a drink and then returned to sit down in an easy chair opposite him. She crossed her legs, sipped her drink and gazed at him. "What are you thinking about?"
"You can guess."
"Tell me!"
"I'm thinking about you and what we're going to do."
"I'd like to talk to you about something. You're going to be upset at first, but after you calm down it'll be all right."
She told him that she knew about the peephole, that she knew he'd been spying on her. His expression went blank and then his face turned pale. She told him she didn't mind about the peephole and the spying. She said that in the beginning she'd been angry, but then after a while she decided she didn't mind. She said after a while the idea of it turned her on. "You've got to understand that I don't mind it any more."
His breathing was heavy. "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure. I wouldn't say if I wasn't sure. Okay?"
He nodded. "Okay."
She smiled. "Did you watch me and Paul?"
"Just once!"
"The last time he was here."
"That's right."
He explained how he'd made the peephole only six weeks ago. She quivered as she thought of him watching Paul fuck her on the bed that night. "And what else?"
"What else?"
"What else did you watch? Did you watch me the other night when I jerked off?"
"Yeahh!"
Jennifer drank some more. She felt like getting drunk. "So now we don't have to hide from each other, do we?" She pulled her robe away from her legs and opened her thighs. "Can you see?"
His voice had a crack in it. "Yeah!"
"Tell me what you see."
"I see your pussy."
"Now it's your turn to show me something." He opened his robe to expose his cock and balls. His cock rose almost to his belly button and looked enormous. She hadn't see it from this angle before and she thought it looked bigger than ever.
She teased him about bow hard his cock was. She moved her thighs even farther apart to show him more of her cunt. She was almost feverish now. On the outside she maintained her composure, but inside she was seething with excitement.
She told herself what a delight it would be to have him fuck her, to feel that hard prick sliding in and out of her fuckhole. "What did you think when you saw me and Paul together?"
Ryan made a sound in his throat. "It turned me on."
"Would you like to fuck me?"
"You know I would."
"Maybe we'll do that, but not today. I've got to think about that. Let's just watch each other get off today. Okay?"
He nodded. Sure, okay, she thought with amusement. She could see the heat in his eyes. He was in heaven. She was sitting there with her legs wide open and her cunt almost under his nose. His mother's cunt. He'd watched Paul fuck her cunt. He'd watched her jerk off. She ought to grab his face and shove it at her pussy just to get even.
She dropped a hand down to her pussy and touched herself. Just lightly at first, her fingertips trailing over her cunt-lips. Ryan's eyes never left her hand. His cock twitched as he watched her.
She discovered something about herself. She enjoyed teasing him. She enjoyed turning him on. She enjoyed showing him her cunt.
Slowly, using only the fingers of one hand, the other hand resting on her thigh, she pried her cunt-lips open to show him the inside of her pussy.
He gazed at it. He seemed mesmerized by her cunt. She wondered if he'd ever gone down on a girl.
"I love your cock," she said. "Put your hand around it. Don't be afraid to hold it. We're supposed to do this together, remember?"
He took hold of his cock, curled his fingers around his cock-shaft down at the base. A good four inches of cock still showed above his fist. He was so big. She remembered the feel of it the other day when she had jerked him off.
She started masturbating now, slowly at first, her fingers dancing along her clit and up and down between her clit and cunt-hole. She urged him to do the same, quivering with pleasure as he began slowly stroking his cock with his fist. "No rush. There's no reason to rush it. Have you ever done this with a girl?"
He shook his head and she smiled. Of course he hadn't. He always had the girls jerk him off. She remembered all the cocks she'd brought off when she was in high school.
He was into it now. His cock was big and swollen, and as he pumped it with his hand, she could see the clear juice dribbling out of his piss-hole, a drop of it hanging there and catching the light of the lamp. She had an urge to go to him and lick it off. Instead she slipped two fingers inside her cunt-hole and used the other hand to pull the hood of her cunt back. With the knob of her clit exposed, she used the thumb of the hand in her cunt to massage the shaft. "Can you see my clit?"
"Mom, let me eat you!"
She smiled at him. "No, not now. Let's just do this now. Does my pussy turn you on?"
"I like all the hair."
"Don't come yet. Slow down and make sure you don't come yet."
He groaned and did what she wanted. He stopped pumping a moment, his fist squeezing his cock-shaft. His cock-head was swollen into an enormous red mushroom.
Finally she couldn't stand it any more. She left her chair and went to him, kneeling at his feet, her fingers curling under his big balls to hold them. Ryan hissed and started pumping his prick again, but she pushed his hand away and took hold of his cock herself.