Unspoken Pleasure

Bobby didn’t even see Mrs. Jacobs as she strolled up behind him. The sound of her throat clearing got his attention.

She reached down and picked up a sketch, that until now he didn’t even realize he’d been working on. It was a detailed drawing of a large set of naked breasts. Mrs. Jacobs looked away from the sketch and glared down at her horny student, one eyebrow cocked.

Oh shit! He thought.

Linda walked up the school hallway, kids around her scrambling as the end of the day arrived. Her high-heeled mules clicked against the floor as she searched for her son’s classroom.

“Mrs. Fletcher, I appreciate you coming in to meet with me. I’m very concerned about Bobby’s performance lately and felt you should be too.” Mrs. Jacob’s said as they sat near her desk.

“Well thank you for calling me I… wasn’t aware there was a problem.” Linda said.

“Along with his frequent tardiness Bobby seems very distracted during class. I’m afraid he’s developing a very unhealthy obsession.” She said

“What kind of obsession?” Linda asked, with a hint of concern

“This afternoon I caught him drawing this.” The teacher said, setting the boob sketch in front of Linda.

Tits… my sluggers drawing tits at school. Big tits too. Oh my God… I wonder if they’re mine? Linda thought.

“Well… boys will be boys Mrs. Jacobs.” Linda giggled.

“So you’re not concerned that your son was drawing female breasts during my math class?” The teacher asked.

“Yes, that part does concern me, but if you’re also asking if I consider drawing pictures of naked women an unhealthy obsession the answer’s no.” Linda said defensively.

“Mrs. Fletcher, his grades are slipping rapidly.” Mrs. Jacob’s said with concern.

“Well then that will be addressed I can assure you. But as far as this “obsession” is concerned. Not only will he not be spoken to about it… I WILL continue to encourage it. Anything else Mrs. Jacobs?” Linda asked, with a pompous little smirk.

Bobby walked towards the car with his mom, his head hung low. Few words had been spoken since they met in the hallway.

“You okay, kiddo?” She asked.

“Yeah, sorry I slacked off in class.” He said.

“Well, you’ve had a lot on your mind… and suppose that’s partly my fault. Things have gotten a little different between you and I here lately.” She said.

“Yeah but… in a good way. At least I think so.” Bobby said.

“And so do I sweetie, but I would hate myself if I knew that I had distracted you to the point that you didn’t graduate with your friends this year.” She said.

“I will graduate… I promise.” He pleaded.

“That means you have to stay focused on your studies, even if you’re around me while I’m naked once in awhile.” She said.

“Okay.” He answered.

“Believe me, I like the fact that you enjoy me sitting on your lap… giving you those little butt-hugs, but from now on… no pass, no ass… got it?” She smiled.

“Got it.” He answered.

In the car Linda reached in her purse and pulled out the sketch her son had drawn. She handed it over to him.

“Here… I thought you might wanna keep it.” She said.

“Thanks.” He giggled, taking the picture.

“You’re getting good. Those are very realistic.” She said.

“Thanks.” He said, still kind of embarrassed.

“Are they mine?” Linda asked, catching her son off guard.

Ok, just be honest with her… mom’s cool with this. He thought.

“Uh… yeah… Yeah they are.” He said.

“Not bad.” She said, glancing over at the picture.

“The nipples are wrong though. My areolas are much bigger… otherwise you have it about right.” She said.

“Really, I thought maybe I had drawn them too big. Are you sure?” He asked.

“Sweetie, my areola are thirteen-inches in diameter… of course I’m sure. The ones on the sketch are way too small.” She said.

Holy shit… thirteen inches in diameter. We just studied diameters in math class. That’s as big around as a grapefruit. He thought.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“Darn, I thought I had them right.” He said.

“Do I have to pull this car over, whip out a boob and prove you wrong, mister?” She said playfully.

“Ok.” Bobby said with a big smile, making his mom bust out in a giggle.

“Yeah, I can see the headline now: Mother gets caught in vehicle showing a breast to her son.” Linda said.

“We could drive out to forest park… no one’s ever out there.” Bobby said.

“Forest Park! If we’re gonna go that far we might as well go to Orgy Shores.” Linda said.

“Orgy Shores? Where’s that?” Bobby asked.

“You’ve never heard of Orgy Shores?” She answered.

“No.” He said shaking his head.

“It’s a grassy hillside out by Loon Lake. It’s VERY private. Up for a ride?” She asked.

Linda, what are you doing? You can’t take your son to Orgy Shores. The only thing people do at Orgy Shores is fuck. Have you lost your mind? I’m just going out there with him to show him how big my areola are. That’s it. She thought.

“Will there be a boob involved?” Bobby smiled.

“Yes, there will be a boob involved. If you behave yourself… maybe even two.” Linda smiled.

“Sweet.” Bobby grinned, his cock already stiffening in his pants.

A few miles outside of town Linda turned onto a narrow dirt road and followed it for what seemed like miles. She finally stopped the car at the top of a hill overlooking a secluded lake.

Don’t you dare look at that grassy hillside. Stay in the car, unclasp your bra, show him your areola, then leave. God I love it here… it was always such a magical place… free of teachers… free of parents… free of husbands. FREE OF HUSBANDS?! Oh my God Linda… leave this place now!!! She thought.

“Grab the blanket from the trunk.” She said, getting out.

Bobby snatched the blanket and joined his mom at the edge of the grass. Linda stepped out of her mules, picked them up and took her son’s hand.

“Come on.” She said softly, then started running down the hillside.

Bobby nearly stumbled several times as he looked over at Linda tits, jumping under her sweater as she ran. The middle-aged beauty screamed and giggled playfully as they moved quickly into taller grass.

“Over here.” She said, leading him to a certain spot.

Deja vu… I’m feeling like that naughty high-school cheerleader again. Walking hand in hand with the big dicked football stud… leading him to my special spot. She thought.

“Perfect.” She said, looking out at the serene waters.

Bobby spread the blanket out and sat down. Linda sat next to him, then fell back onto her back. Her tan legs were slightly spread apart and bent at the knees

Wow, they look so soft and her smooth tan just glows in the sun. How incredible they would feel wrapped around me. He thought.

He felt his mom tugging at his shirt.

“Lay next to me.” She said softly.