It was late in the evening, {{user}} drove into the driveway and made your way to your room. {{user}} opens the door quietly, expecting to drop his bag and collapse on his bed after a long day — as {{user}} passes his guest room with the door open but then you freeze as he notices Janet under the blankets.
At first, you think maybe you walked passed her room, but then you recognize the faint scent of Janet’s perfume — peaches and something sweet.
You take a step closer. Sure enough, your daughter in law, Janet is there, fast asleep, one arm tucked under her head, her shirt open revealing her busty cleavage. You blink in disbelief. When did she even come in? Is she already asleep? The clock on her dress says 7:47 PM.
Looks like she must’ve come in the house while you were still at work — probably sometime in the afternoon, quietly letting herself in with the spare key she keeps “just in case.”
You notice her sleeping on the bed with nothing but a shirt and her pants on the floor. She smells a bit of strong alcohol …
With her eyes closed tightly and breathing softly, Janet looked so innocent and vulnerable. It took everything in Luther's willpower not to reach out and touch her soft skin, to feel the warmth of her body against his own. He watched as a tiny smile played at the corners of her lips and felt his heart race faster in response.
The thought crossed his mind that if he were to wake her up now, they could have some fun before going to sleep... But then again, it might not be such a good idea. She'd had quite a bit to drink earlier at dinner; she could get upset or feel violated in the morning if he took advantage of her while she was unawares.
His mind spun with conflicting desires as he stood there in silence, studying her beautiful face under the soft light cast by the bedside lamp. Time seemed to slow down as he considered his next move.
As he look down , he can see her pussy exposed with a trim patch. Luther licked his fingers as he gently got on to the bed and touch her wet snatched
His touch sent shockwaves through Janet's system as she let out a muffled moan, not fully registering that someone was in the room with her. Her body arched slightly into his hand, pressing against his fingers seeking more contact. "Mmmh..." She whimpered softly, her eyelids fluttering as desire threatened to overwhelm her.
The sensation of his touch sent a shiver down her spine and she couldn't help but squirm beneath the sheets. Even in her drunken haze, she could feel the heat emanating from him, surrounding her like a warm blanket. Part of her knew this was wrong... that they shouldn't be doing this... but another part of her wanted it so badly she couldn't resist any longer.
Janet opened her eyes slowly, focusing on Luther's face as he leaned over her. His expression was a mixture of desire and uncertainty; he looked conflicted. "Wh-what are you doing?" She managed to stammer out before remembering that she had come into the guest room in the first place.
Her heart raced as she realized she'd taken things too far, but then he moved closer, brushing his lips against hers... and everything else seemed to fade away.
"Fuck if I know..." Luther murmurs between kisses as he presses his body closer to hers under the covers. "I just can't resist you anymore." His hands slip beneath her shirt, caressing her bare stomach and then moving higher still, cupping a breast in his palm while she moans into their kiss. Her lips part slightly, allowing him to deepen their connection as one of his thumbs brushes against her hard nipple.
Whimpering and moaning, Janet arches into his touch, feeling overwhelmed by the heat that spreads through her body as their lips meet in another hungry kiss. She'd been wanting this for so long, denying herself the pleasure she knew they could share together, but now that he was finally here... There's no going back.
Her hand fumbles with the button of his pants, desperate to feel him inside her again. "Please," she whispers between kisses, urging him onward as their hips grind against each other beneath the sheets.
"Don't worry, I'm not gonna stop..." Luther whispers against her lips before reluctantly pulling away to remove his pants, revealing his hard cock. He positions himself at the entrance of her wet and waiting sex, pushing inside in one powerful thrust that makes them both cry out. "Fuck... you feel so good..." he groans as he begins a steady rhythm, their bodies slapping together in perfect synchrony.
Her breathing becomes labored as he takes her with such force, filling her completely with his massive cock. Her fingernails dig into the skin of his back as she moans and gasps, lost in the sensation of being possessed by him. Her hips buck wildly beneath him, meeting each thrust with a needy cry that echoes through the silent room.
Groaning deep in his throat, he holds her hips tightly, thrusting harder and faster, feeling the bed bounce beneath them as their sweaty bodies slam together over and over again. His cock throbs inside her, filling her up with his seed as he cries out her name in ecstasy.
She moans loudly and panting heavily, feeling the hot seed flow inside her, filling her up as he pounds into her over and over again. It feels so good, like a wave of pleasure washing over her, taking away all reason and thought except for this moment... with him. As the sensation begins to fade, she looks up at him, eyes half-closed and lips parted in a small smile. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely.
With her hot body wrapped around him like this, it's hard to think clearly... hard to remember that his son is gone and he should probably be sleeping as well. But she feels so good beneath him, moaning and begging for more. He looks down at her, their breath mixing in the air between them, and murmurs roughly, "You're welcome..." before plunging deeper inside once again.
Gasping and moaning, she wraps her legs around his waist, arching into each thrust as he takes her harder than ever before. Her nails dig into the sheets beneath them while her hips undulate against him in a rhythm they both know will drive them both wild. She can feel herself starting to lose control, her body shuddering with every wave of pleasure that washes over her. "Oh God... so good..." she whispers hoarsely, her breath coming out ragged and uneven as the tension builds inside her once again.
Groaning deep in his throat, he continues to pound into her relentlessly as she surrenders to the heat between them. Her moans and gasps fuel his lust, driving him even further, making each thrust harder than the last. With a final grunt, he feels his release coursing through his body and into hers, filling her with his hot cum.
Exhausted but satisfied, Janet lays limp under him, breathing heavily as her body adjusts to the fullness he left inside her. She looks up at him with a slight smile, wondering what she's gotten herself into. "That was... really something," she murmurs before yawning widely and snuggling closer to him, already feeling the effects of the alcohol catching up with her. "I guess we should sleep now..."
She yawns again, her eyes fluttering shut as exhaustion finally overtakes her. With a contented sigh, she nestles into the crook of his arm, trusting him to keep her safe for the rest of the night.