The Susan Chronicles - Volume 1

Susan had the day off, as she did every Wednesday and as usual, was doing some chores around the house. Her husband Ron was at work and so was her son Randall. They wouldn't be home until after 9pm when Ron picked their son up on the way home. Dinner that night would be some light snacking since everyone would have eaten something before then anyway. This was the normal Wednesday routine. Do a little of this. Do a little of that. Maybe shop a little. They had a summer house guest named Timothy that was also home on Wednesdays. He was Ron and Susan's son's best friend. You see, recently they had moved from Seattle to Phoenix and everyone was happy that Timothy could spend the summer with them. Since he was a guest, he wasn't required to work and their son Randall only worked three days per week. Everyone had Sundays off. Susan worked retail full time Monday, Tuesday and then Thursday through Saturday. This left Timothy home alone a couple of days per week and also home alone with Susan intermittently on on Wednesdays between her going in and out for chores.

Timothy had been there about a month and had a couple of months to go and everything was going perfectly well. He was becoming a bit adventurous and restless recently with his newly found freedom and when home alone he had discovered pornography and erotic stories on the internet. This had gotten his brain working overtime and one fantasy started leading to another. He has become quite aware of how in shape and hot Susan was at 41 years old. You see Susan was 5'4" and all of about 118 pounds. Prior to moving to Phoenix earlier that year she had gone to the gym with Ron regularly and though she had not started going to the gym in their new location yet, she was still in phenomenal shape and had lost nothing. Timothy fantasized about doing to her what he'd seen in the videos and had read about in the stories. He went over it in his mind time and again about how he would get her alone and take her. I mean, to his way of thinking, if the moms in the stories liked what they were getting, Susan would like it too, right?

After a couple of weeks of planning Timothy decided to do a test run. Susan had returned to the house at around 2pm and was in the kitchen cleaning up a little at the sink. Timothy sneaked up behind her and grabbed her arms playfully and held them down at her sides.

"Ooh!" she exclaimed, surprised. "What are you doing?"

"Just showing you who's boss" Timothy said laughing as he continued to hold her.

Susan, thinking it was all fun and games laughed and struggled mildly to get away, while Timothy thinking she was liking it started to feel it coming on in his shorts. Now Susan was dressed in tight jeans, a tank top and tennis shoes so it's not like she was dressed like a tease or anything, but as I said, the jeans were tight and she was starting to feel something pressing against her backside.

Timothy was about 5'11", strong and wiry the way in shape late teenagers usually are and was dressed in gym shorts with no underwear, a t-shirt, and no shoes. He'd been around the house all day with no reason to dress up. Because of this his manhood was easily felt and seen through the shorts.

Susan decided she had better put an end to the game and get back to work. "Okay, let me go! I have things to do" She stated.

"You're not going anywhere" he said, trying to sound in command.

"Wanna bet?" She said and did a quick spin move breaking free.

Now this wasn't difficult for her because as mentioned earlier, she was in shape. But when she turned to face him, she realized that he wasn't finished.

"Oh shit!" she thought as she pushed him away giggling and took off running towards the living room. You see, she still thought this was just a playful teen getting brave. It had not dawned on her yet that there might be something more at play here.

He caught up with her as she sprinted for the stairs and grabbed her arms again. He was ready this time though and held her firmly as she struggled. They twisted and turned a couple of times and eventually fell to the floor. Fortunately it was carpeted and no one was hurt. After rolling around a bit she ended up on her stomach with him sitting astride her from behind. She still had no idea that this was more than a game, but was fully aware of his enraged boner sitting on her ass. "OMG" she thought as she quickly became aware of the situation. 'He wants me to be his first. I can't allow this to continue' was what was going though her head. The fact that there was a fairly decent sized and very hard prick pressing against her was definitely front and center on her mind. Now Susan was never a prude and Ron was certainly not her first, so she had no qualms about other men's penises. She certainly was not about to let this continue though.

"Okay! Enough of this! I have things to do and you're going to get yourself in big trouble if you don't get up off of me now!" She said firmly.

Being his first attempt and not really knowing what yo do next, he slowly released her and got up. She got up right away and turned around to face him. She couldn't help glancing down and looking at his hard on trying to rage out of his shorts. She was momentarily fixated on it before getting a grip on herself, moving past him and heading back to the kitchen. As she walked away she turned back and stated, "No one hears a word about this! Understood?".

"Yes ma'am" he said as he realized she was watching him rub his cock.

Not knowing what to do next, Timothy returned to the room he shared with Randall, closed the door and did what horny teenage boys do when they're alone. "She looked right at it", he thought to himself. "She said not to tell anyone. She wants it! I knew it!" He pounded himself silly three times in a row and remained in the room for the rest of the day planning his next attempt.

Susan on the other hand went back to messing around in the kitchen, but was having a lot of trouble focusing on the tasks at hand. She felt it. She saw it bulging through the thin shorts. "What if he tries it again and it escalates?", she thought. "I'd better avoid being alone with him", she said to herself. She heard him making noises in the bedroom a few times that day, but never saw him again. Later when Ron and Randall came home, Randall went to his room and she and Ron ate some cheese and crackers with a little wine and retired to bed around 10pm. She immediately went down on him, got him going and participated in the ensuing fucking with gusto. After telling him to fuck her harder a few times he blew his load and rolled over to relax. She wasn't done. She went down on him again until he was fully pumped back up and then climbed on him and rode relentlessly until she had an orgasm unlike any she'd had in quite awhile. Finally she rolled off and laid back gasping.

"What's gotten into you?" Ron said.

"I had a good day" She replied, and turned the light off.

The End