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Flat stomach with barely noticeable abs from more sit-ups and crunches than she care to think about, Check. All over tan from a tanning in her own backyard so she could avoid being seen in anything too revealing in public before today, Check, unfortunately. Long brown hair that shimmered in the sun from being taken care of religiously, Check. Sky blue eyes without the help of contacts, Oh yeah. She had to admit to herself, finally, she really was hot.
By the time she was ready to wash off all traces of her work for the day she decided on a bath instead. She started the water, lit several candles, closed the blinds, turned on some soft instrumental big band music which helps her relax and slowly lowered herself into the tub. It was large enough for three normal people and she loved it. Especially when she turned on the spa jets.
The tub was a gift to her late husband not long before he had died in a horrific plane crash with his parents. He was a rather large man and often complained that he couldn't take a bath anymore because the regular tubs were just too small for him to stretch out in and enjoy it. Kathy and Robert had only been married for a couple of years when tragedy struck. He and his parents were avid NASCAR fans and were on their way to a race in Kansas when the small private plane they were flying in struck a flock of geese. The plane sustained quite a bit of damage and crashed moments later killing everyone on board. While that was a stroke of bad luck for everyone, it was not all bad for Kathy and her young son.
Kathy had the misfortune of getting pregnant when she was just sixteen years old. The father of the baby was the twenty-two year old son of a very well to do family in the area. Kathy's parents were not happy at all, but when it was discovered that the boy had been deceived by a fake I.D. that Kathy had gotten so that she could drink, they weren't mad at him. In fact, they thought very highly of the young man that never stopped coming around to see her, even though they were not allowed to be alone when he did. It was obvious that the two young people were really in love. When Kathy had the baby her parents insisted that she stay at home and in school and they would help her raise the boy until she got out on her own.
Kathy was unaware that Robert had made plans with her parents, after asking her dad for her hand in marriage like a good southern man would do, to marry her just after she turned eighteen. They were married the day after she turned eighteen and she and their son moved into his house not far from where her parents lived. Kathy enrolled in some business classes at the local college because she wanted to be able to work when her son started school. As fate would have it she had an exam at college the day of the race and was unable to attend like she normally would have. Her son Brandon was with her mother and she was in class when a sheriff's deputy pulled her out of class to break the news to her. She broke down in the hallway outside of class and the deputy explained to the professor, who had stepped out to check on her, what was going on. The professor told Kathy to go take care of things and that she could make up the exam in a couple of weeks and that she would inform the administration what was going on.
Kathy called her mom to come get her and told her why. Sherri showed up shortly thereafter and took her daughter home. They sat Brandon down in the living room and explained to him that daddy wasn't coming home again. The two year old seemed to be wise beyond his years when he hugged both of them and said, "It will be alright Mommy and Maw-maw. Grampy and Grammy will look out for Daddy. They are with him."
Both of the women were in shock at his statement. They hadn't said anything about his other grandparents. They looked at him and he just smiled and jumped back down in the floor and continued to push his little toy truck around driving over anything that got in its way like he hadn't a care in the world.
Kathy's mood was somber as she slipped into the hot bubble bath. She sat back thinking of all the dates she had gone on that didn't go anywhere because none of the men were up to her standards. She threw herself into her work and raising her son and didn't have time to party and hang out like a young woman her age at the time normally would have. Not that she needed the money. The death of her husband and his parents had left her and Brandon set for life.
She decided to see if she could lift her spirits and grabbed her phone to look at Lancelot's pictures again. As she opened the app she noticed that she had a couple more matches. She was excited to see what there was to offer this time. Of the six new matches only two were even worth looking at and even they didn't compare to Lancelot. She was about to open his pics again when she got an alert that he had sent her some more pictures. Her pussy immediately began throbbing in anticipation of what they might be.
She opened the first picture and was immediately shocked. It was a picture from behind with Lancelot bent over. His tanned ass cheeks were spread and she could see his tiny pucker and hiss massive balls in front of his gorgeous cock. She had never really looked at a man from this angle and she found it surprisingly sexy. She could feel herself getting wetter and wetter as she thought what it would be like to have his massive balls in her mouth. As her fingers made their way to her swollen clit she then wondered what it might be like to lick his asshole. With that thought in her mind her body exploded in orgasm as she stroked her clit. She thought the idea was as sick as it was sexy and couldn't comprehend how come it turned her on so. She scrolled through the next few pics of his engorged cock and still marveled at it's size and nearly perfect proportions. One picture was a shot of pre-cum oozing from the hole and she so badly wanted to be on her knees with her tongue liking it up.
She decided that she was going to send him a couple of her more risque pictures since he had sent her some better ones this time. She went to her gallery and chose three more that showed a lot more of her body. One was a close up shot of her wet pussy from behind with her fingers spreading her lips apart that Sarah had even wanted a copy of. She clicked send and decided to get out of the tub and go relieve some of the sexual tension that was building.
She drained the tub and wrapped a towel around herself so she would drip on her way to the bed. She laid back on the bed, opened the towel, and immediately began rubbing her now swollen lips. She trailed her fingers lightly up and down her pussy as she looked through the pics that Lancelot had sent her. She could feel her wetness increasing with each picture. She slipped two fingers into her hungry hole as she imagined his massive organ pumping into her wetness. Her hips bucked up off the bed as her palm battered her clit while she slammed her fingers home in search of her next orgasm. When she got to the picture of his asshole and balls she went over the edge. Her body began convulsing and she dropped her phone. Her pussy sprayed her bed as it clamped down on her fingers and her eyes rolled back in her head. She lay there panting, trying to catch her breath when she heard a noise that sounded like the front door closing.
"Mom! I'm Home!"
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