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A Beautiful Mom has Dirty Sex with Her Boyfriend’s Son in the Restaurant Bathroom

Man of the House — Part 5

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Constance had a hard time focusing over the next few days. Every time she saw Richie she remembered his smell, the slick feel of his skin under her fingers, his cock throbbing inside of her.

She was ashamed to admit it, but she had never been fucked like that before. She had never felt such pure lust, such raw desire. Even though her and Todd had been together for a few years, there had always been a tinge of guilt when they had made love. That was one of the reasons she had fallen for Todd in the first place, his ability to make her feel like a naughty teenager again, like she was doing something forbidden and exciting.

And she had been doing something forbidden and exciting.

She had fucked her boyfriend’s son.

The realization made her stomach lurch and she took to avoiding Richie, hiding in the kitchen or bathroom whenever he emerged from the basement. She knew it was childish, but she didn’t want to face him.

The worst part, she also found it difficult to talk to Jenny as well. In one day, her entire view of her daughter had changed. She was a woman, a woman with needs like her mother, and it was hard to reconcile that image with the little girl she had raised. She knew Jenny had sex; they had talked about it, but when Constance thought about her daughter, she had always hoped Jenny’s sex life would be love and warm, not the raw sensuality she had seen that afternoon. Not the lewd, humiliating fucking that Richie had given Constance that same night.

Something else nagged at the back of the beautiful mother’s mind. It wasn’t just that Jenny had had rough, hardcore sex with Richie. That was bad enough, but now, seeing Jenny as a gorgeous, desirable woman, Constance felt something she had never experienced with her daughter.

Competition.

Constance was getting older while her daughter was just beginning her adult life. Of course a young man like Richie would find a woman like Jenny more desirable than Constance.

“Stupid,” Constance told herself as she worked in the kitchen. “Neither of us should want Richie!”

And, even though she knew it was true, she couldn’t stop a sliver of jealousy worm its way into her heart.

“How are you, sweetheart?” Todd asked, entering the kitchen. Constance jumped, not realizing he was home.

“Oh, hello,” she said. “I’m fine. How are you?”

“I’m great,” Todd said. “I just wanted to let you know that I have a meeting tonight .”

“You do?” Constance said, trying to keep the surprise from her voice.

“Yes,” Todd said, holding up his thumb and forefinger an inch apart. “I’m this far away from closing the Parker deal. Just need to schmooze a bit more.”

“Oh! Well, that’s great!” Constance said, although the prospect of being alone in the house with Richie terrified her.

“You have no idea,” Todd came up behind her and put his hands on her hips. “If this deal goes through, we’ll have enough money for a very, very nice vacation.”

“Really?” she blinked.

Todd turned Constance away from the counter and gazed into her eyes.

“Or,” he said and knelt down on one knee. He pulled a small velvet box out of his pocket and held it up. “One hell of a honeymoon.”

“Oh my God!”

Thoughts crashed through Constance’s brain. Guilt over had happened with Richie, pleasure at Todd getting down on one knee, every dream she’d had on life inside that little box.

Todd opened said box, revealing a beautiful diamond engagement ring in a gleaming setting. They had discussed marriage, of course, but she had never imagined her would ask her so soon.

“Are you sure?” she said, reaching our for the ring, wanting more than anything than snatch it up and put it on her finger. “Jenny and I have only been here for a few months.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.” Todd said. “You know me, when I want something, I don’t wait.”

“Or take no for an answer,” she thought. “Your son is exactly the same way.”

She felt heat creep into her cheeks as she thought of Richie. Then, she looked down at the ring. A piece of jewelry had never looked more like a life preserver.

Constance smiled, took the ring from the box, and slid it on her finger. It sparkled under the kitchen lights..

“Yes,” she said. “I’ll marry you.”

Todd stood and kissed her, then wrapped his arms around her body and lifted her off her feet.

“Thank you,” he said. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

Tears of happiness prickled Constance’s eyes as Todd swung her around.

“What’s going on?”

Todd stopped and let Constance slide to the floor. Richie stood in the doorway, a smirk on his face.

“Oh!” Constance said, her face burning. as she looked at her boyfriend’s son. “Um… you father just proposed.”

“Oh, really?” Richie cocked an eyebrow and looked at his father.

Constance felt Todd tense under her hands, bracing for an explosion. But, Richie didn’t explode. Instead, he smiled.

“Congratulations, Dad,” he said. “I’m happy for you!”

“Really?” Todd asked, releasing Constance and turning to his son. “I thought you’d be… well, upset.”

Richie nodded his head.

“I’m sorry if I’ve been an asshole, but…” He looked at Constance. “But, I’ve been getting to know Constance and Jenny over the last few days. I think they’d make a great addition to our family.”

Her boyfriend’s, no fiance’s, face lit up, and he stepped forward, pulling his son into a rough bear hug.

“That’s so great, son!” Todd laughed. “Thank you.”

Richie patted his father on the back, then looked at Constance and gave her a wink. Constance’s heart stopped as Richie stepped back.

“So,” he said. “Let me see the ring.”

Todd stepped aside, and Constance held up her hand, forcing her fingers to remain steady. Richie bent forward and gazed at the ring, then smiled at Constance with a cold grin that sent shivers of fear up her spine.

“It’s beautiful,” he murmured. “Very beautiful.”

“Wonderful!” Todd said and hugged Constance tightly. “I think we should all go out to celebrate. What do you think, honey?”

Constance looked away from Richie, but could still feel his eyes on her.

“Sure, Todd,” she forced a smile. “That sounds great.”

***

The clink of glasses and the hum of conversation filled the restaurant as Constance nervously toyed with a lock of her dark, wavy hair. Her green eyes darted around the table, taking in the elegant setting and the faces of her loved ones gathered to celebrate her engagement to Todd.

“Mom, show me your ring!” Jenny gushed, reaching across the table with her slender hand. The sparkle of excitement in her daughter’s eyes was impossible to ignore, and Constance reluctantly extended her hand to display the dazzling diamond on her finger. She couldn’t help but feel Richie’s heated gaze on her, burning into her skin like a brand. The knowledge that he had been with Jenny too added another layer to their tangled web of desire and deceit.

“Isn’t it gorgeous?” Jenny turned to Kirk, who smiled with genuine admiration. Constance felt a pang of guilt for her daughter’s boyfriend. He didn’t seem to suspect a thing about his girlfriend’s affair with Richie. Innocent. Trusting. Oblivious.

Just like Todd.

“Absolutely stunning,” Richie drawled, his eyes never leaving Constance’s face. His lips curled into a knowing smirk, sending shivers down her spine. She could practically feel his fingertips ghosting over her body, reminding of every touch, and she felt the heat radiate from deep in belly and moisten her thighs.

“Th… thank you, everyone,” Constance replied, her voice betraying a hint of tremor as she withdrew her hand from Jenny’s grasp. She glanced at Todd, who beamed with pride and happiness, completely unaware of the storm brewing beneath the surface.

“Let’s toast to the happy couple,” he suggested, raising his glass in a gesture that invited everyone else to join. Glasses clinked together, and Constance took a sip of her wine, the rich taste doing little to quench the thirst that had settled deep within her.

Then, she saw Richie’s eyes lock on hers over his wine glass and Constance felt her pulse quicken. She tried to focus on the conversation around her, but her thoughts were consumed by memories of the young man sitting across from her — his dark eyes, his strong hands, his hard, beautiful body as it pounded into her again, and again, and…

“Can I get anyone anything else?” the waiter asked, breaking into Constance’s reverie. She shook her head, desperate for a reprieve from this suffocating tension, even if only for a moment.

“No, thank you,” Todd said and placed a warm palm on Constance’s hand. “You, all right, honey?”

“Yes,” Constance forced a smile. “It’s all just so overwhelming!”

“I know,” Todd chuckled and patted her hand. “But, we have time to plan the wedding, then we’ll all be a big happy family.”

“Oh, I like the sound of that,” Richie grinned, reached forward and grabbed the wine. “Wine, Jenny?”

Jenny blushed as Richie turned his dark eyes on her and looked helplessly at her mother.

“She’s too young to drink,” Constance said.

“Aw, come on! It’s a celebration!” Richie laughed and poured a generous portion of dark, red liquor into Jenny’s glass. “Kirk?”

Kirk looked blankly around the table, as if searching for an answer from someone with more authority than him to make the decision. Todd chuckled and once again patted Constance’s hand.

“It’s fine,” Todd said. “Plus, we should all have a toast and you can’t do that with water. It’s bad luck.”

“Oh… ok,” Todd said and Richie winked at Jenny, the poor girl blushing furiously as he filled up her boyfriend’s glass.

Todd raised his glass, but Richie scooped up a knife and clanged it against the crystal.

“Dad? Why don’t you allow me?”

Todd looked at his son, surprise evident on his face.

“Sure, son,” he said. “I would be grateful.”

Constance looked at her fiance’s eyes and saw the mist of tears building there. She was shocked by Richie’s gall. As he stood up and smiled warmly about the table, his eyes lingered first on Jenny, then on Constance. The truth of this farce was clear to Constance. It was just another way of asserting his dominance over her and her daughter doubling as an act of kindness to his estranged father.

“Dad, Constance,” Richie said, nodding to them. “I just want to say congratulations. I can’t think of a happier couple.”

Todd draped an arm around Constance’s shoulders, but she still felt cold as Rich warmed to his subject.

“And Jenny!” Richie turned towards her daughter who seemed to shrink closer to Kirk. “I’m so happy that not only will I gain a new mother, but a sister as well. To a new family!”

Richie raised his glass and Constance was forced to raise her glass as well.

“To a new family!” They said together and tipped back their glasses.

The wine got stuck in Constance’s windpipe and she coughed. Todd patted her on the back.

“You, OK, sweetheart?” Todd asked, and his concern sent a sliver of guilt stabbing into her belly.

She felt like she was suffocating. Every memory of her betrayal with Richie, every burning thrust of his body inside of her, came back to her. The desire she had felt made the shame and guilt even worse.

“I’m fine,” she said suddenly, pushing back her chair and standing up. “Excuse me, everyone. I need to use the restroom.”

Todd started to stand, but she put a hand on his shoulder.

“I’m fine,” she said. “Really. I’ll be back in a minute.”

Constance hurried away from the table, fighting through the twist of emotions inside her heart. Richie hadn’t just seduced her, but he had left behind something deep and hungry inside of her, a powerful need that she couldn’t ignore. And, from the way Jenny had reacted to the young man, he had a hold on her daughter, too. She couldn’t sit at that table any longer and pretend to be happy.

Constance closed the door behind her and leaned against the cold marble of the bathroom counter, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. Her fingers clutched the edge of the sink, knuckles white, as she fought to regain control over her emotions.

“Didn’t think you could escape me that easily, did you?” Richie’s voice, low and sultry, echoed through the room as he appeared behind her in the mirror’s reflection. He stood there, his lean body framed by the doorway, smirking devilishly.

“Richie, don’t,” she pleaded, her voice trembling. “You know I can’t — “

“Can’t what?” he interrupted, stepping closer to her, his eyes never leaving hers. “Can’t resist me? Can’t give up on this little fantasy you’ve constructed with my father?”

“Stop it,” Constance whispered, squeezing her eyes shut. “I love Todd.”

“Love?” Richie gripped her shoulders, whipped her around, and gripped her chin hard in his hand. “Is that what you called it when you were begging for my cock? Were you thinking about love when I came all over your pretty, little face?”

“Please, don’t do this,” she whimpered, but her body betrayed her, shivering at his touch. She felt the hardness of his desire pressing into her stomach, and her resolve began to crumble.

“Tell me you don’t want me,” Richie demanded, his lips grazing her earlobe before trailing down her neck. His hands slid under her blouse, cupping her breasts as his thumbs teased her nipples into hardened peaks. “Tell me you don’t want me and I’ll stop.”

“Richie, I… can’t…” Constance murmured, unable to deny the way her body responded to him.

“Thought so,” he growled, his powerful hands gripped her ass under the silk dress and he hoisted her onto the counter. He hiked her skirt up above her hips, and his fingers hooked into her panties.

“Please, Richie!” Constance begged. “Please, I can’t do this to your father!”

“Then just fucking sit there,” Richie grinned and kissed her hard and hot on the lips. “I’ll do all the work.”

Richie dropped to his knees and skinned off her wet panties. Like a heat seeking missile, his hungry mouth found her clit, sucking and flicking it with his skilled tongue while she gasped and squirmed under his ministrations.

“Richie… oh god,” Constance moaned, clutching at his hair as waves of pleasure cascaded over her. She couldn’t deny the lust, even though her family was just outside in the dining room to celebrate her engagement.

As the thought flittered through her brain, she rested her hand on top of Richie’s head as the bastard worked her pussy with his talented tongue and rough fingers. The engagement ring glittered against Richie’s dark hair and the feelings of lewd desire and shame crashed through her cunt. With an anguished cry, Constance’s body gave into a shuddering orgasm.

Richie got up from the floor and pulled Constance into a deep kiss. She could taste her lust on his mouth as she sucked his tongue into her mouth. Her body bucked against him, rubbing out the last of her orgasm against Richie’s body, wanting more. Always wanting more.

“Get on your knees,” Richie ordered, his voice thick with lust. Richie unbuckled his belt and freed his throbbing cock, stroking it as he stared down at her.

Constance trembled, but her knees were weak. She took a last look at the door to the bathroom, imagining Todd drinking wine with Jenny and Kirk. She should be there, by his side, but she was slowly falling to her knees, eager to please Todd’s son.

Richie rubbed the dripping head of his cock over her lips and Constance moaned. This was so wrong, but she felt the hunger deep in her belly. Richie grunted, slapped her cheek with his huge cock until his father’s fiance opened her mouth and he shoved his throbbing length deep into her mouth. Then, he dropped his hand, gripped the back of her head, and pulled her down on his cock as he mercilessly fucked her the cheating woman’s mouth.

“Take it,” he growled. “Choke on that cock and show me how much you want it.”

Constance gagged and sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks. She could feel Richie’s cock twitch and throb as in her throat, grunting and groaning with pleasure. The very lewdness of her cock worship only made the pleasure more intense. Her pussy was flooded with her juices, and she could feel her thighs sticky and wet. Constance felt dirty and slutty, but she couldn’t stop sucking off Richie’s big dick.

“Good girl!” Richie grunted. “Such a good little slut!”

Constance moaned with shame, but couldn’t stop the feeling of warmth fill her chest as she pleasured the young man. Her brain was full of Richie’s flesh, her senses bursting with the taste and smell of him. It was so wrong, but she wanted to make him happy. She needed to make him happy.

A moment later, a sense of euphoria washed over her as she felt Richie shudder. Constance felt the first blast of his hot, sticky cum burst from the tip of his cock. She choked as the salty hot cum shot into her mouth, splashing the back of her throat. Her cheeks were hollowed, eyes watering as she swallowed and swallowed, feeling his bloated balls pump rope after rope of his cum into her hungry mouth. Then, he released her head and Constance pulled back from his cock, gasping and coughing.

She held up her hand, the last of Richie’s cum dripping over her lips and down her chin. It pooled in her pale hand and oozed through her fingers, coating her engagement ring with Richie’s thick jizz. It was only then that reality crashed back down on top of her as she watched thick, white goo form into heavy drops on the diamond and plopped onto the floor.

“That’s what I think of your wedding,” Richie sneered, stepping back and leaving her to clean up the mess he’d made.

Constance lay on the cold bathroom floor, her body still shivering from the aftershocks of pleasure. The taste of Richie’s cum lingered in her mouth, a bitter reminder of what she had just done.

“Get up,” she whispered to herself, trembling hands wiping at the tears streaming down her cheeks. “You have to get up.”

The engagement ring on her finger glistened under the harsh bathroom lights, slick with Richie’s seed. It was a cruel defilement of the symbol of her love for Todd. Constance couldn’t help but stare at it, the guilt and shame festering within her like an open wound.

“Look at what you’ve done,” she thought bitterly, her chest tightening as sobs threatened to escape. “You let him do this to you, to your future with Todd.”

“Mom?” Jenny’s voice called out, muffled by the bathroom door. “Are you okay in there?”

“Y-yes, I’m fine,” she managed to choke out, her voice wavering. The last thing she needed was for Jenny to see her like this — broken and soiled by her own lust.

“Okay… Just checking,” came Jenny’s reluctant reply before her footsteps receded.

With great effort, Constance pushed herself off the floor, her legs weak and unsteady. She turned on the faucet, watching as the water washed away the traces of her betrayal. As she scrubbed her hands and the ring with a fierce determination, she couldn’t shake the feeling that no amount of soap could ever truly cleanse her.

“Focus on Todd,” she told herself, staring into the mirror as she tried to regain her composure. “Think about the life you’re building together. This is just a mistake, a terrible mistake.”

She forced herself to smile, though it didn’t reach her haunted green eyes. With one last glance at the now-clean ring, Constance made a silent vow to put this sordid affair behind her.

“Never again,” she whispered as she opened the bathroom door and stepped back into the world outside, a world where she was still engaged to Todd and loved him with all her heart. But deep down, she knew that Richie’s touch would linger, making her wonder if love and security with a loving man was really enough.

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