Melissa
A mother fulfils her fantasies.
All persons in this story are over the age of eighteen.
This story was written at the request of a reader. We were discussing thoughts and fantasies. She gave me a story outline to work with. I put it into words. The ending is her choice, not mine. This is different from the normal stories I write, particularly the treatment of the husband.
David Barton slipped on his jacket, he turned and called out goodbye to his wife Melissa. He reminded her that he would be working late again tonight. Melissa forced a smile as she watched her husband leave the house. “Working late again” Melissa thought to herself. It seemed that just lately, work was more important to David than his wife. David was an accountant with a local company, like most employers these days they wanted more productivity from the same or less staff. David knew his working long hours were taking a toll on family life, he just didn’t realise how much it had affected his wife. The late working and regular travel meant his wife was often home alone.
Melissa stood daydreaming about how things used to be. David was a caring attentive husband, recently her sex drive had increased, whereas David’s had decreased. Some very occasional poor sex was all Melissa had to look forward to, David’s recent mediocre attempts to satisfy his wife left a lot to be desired. One thing Melissa had always wanted David to do was occasionally treat her like a slut, instead of making love she wanted David to fuck her senseless. Melissa wanted to be used in the nastiest way, forced to suck his cock and swallow his cum. No gentle lovemaking, just hard and fast filthy sex. Unfortunately David wasn’t interested in treating his wife like that.
Melissa was shaken from her daydream by the noise of the two other men in her life, her sons Scott and Tommy were heading downstairs for breakfast. Melissa would tidy up and wait until the boys left the house before she went for her daily run, she was already dressed for it.
Melissa smiled as her two boys entered the kitchen. Hardly boys, but young men in their own right. The young men sat and ate breakfast, Melissa looked on admiring her sons. Scott was like his father, tall, thin and very intellectual. The noticeable difference between Scott and his father was his quiet personality. David was more outgoing, Scott was quiet. Melissa often wondered if his quiet demeanour hid a dark side of her son’s persona. Tommy was the opposite of his father and brother. He was tall, but that was where the similarity ended. His athletic build and confidence made him a popular person, Tommy was usually the centre of attention at parties where he would constantly be surrounded by girls.
Tommy stared at his mother as she busied herself tidying up. Seeing her in tight running pants and a t-shirt pleased Tommy. In his eyes his mother was perfect, standing at 5’5″ with a slim build, pert 32a bust and a cute backside. Tommy knew his mother’s bust size, along with most of her other clothing sizes. Melissa was oblivious as to how Tommy felt about her, Scott had similar feelings for his mother. His quiet and sometimes shy manner meant he was more discreet than his younger brother. The boys had frequently talked about how they felt about their mother, Tommy as expected was more forthcoming with his feelings, Scott took a lot of coaxing before he opened up.
Scott lightly kicked his brother to stop him staring, Tommy smiled and continued eating. When they had finished the brothers placed their dishes in the sink, one after the other they kissed Melissa’s cheek saying they would see her later.
Melissa followed her sons out of the house, locking the door behind her. The boys took their time getting into Scott’s car, their attention was on their mother as she started her run. Melissa’s brunette hair usually hung just below her shoulders, she tied it back in a pony-tail when she went running. Tommy stared at his mother until she turned the corner, Scott shook his head and smiled.
“I know what you’re thinking,” Scott said, smiling at his brother.
“I bet you do,” Tommy replied. “I’m telling you Scott, I will have Mum in my bed before the summers over.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Scott scoffed at Tommy. “Aren’t you forgetting the one major obstacle to your plan, Dad?”
“Dad won’t be a problem. For one, he’s hardly ever at home. Second, we both know he’s not taking care of Mum’s needs. I know for a fact the last time they had sex, Dad fell asleep straight afterwards, Mum ended up getting herself off in the bathroom. You’ll see Scott, Mum will have been in my bed before summer ends.”
Hearing Tommy talk as he did was no surprise to Scott, his younger brother was confident almost to the point of being cocky. Scott parked the car in his assigned space,as he had no extra classes today he agreed to meet Tommy by the car when college was over for the day.
Finishing her run Melissa entered the house, she pamukkale escort kicked off her training shoes before heading for a shower. The warm water felt good as it washed the sweat away, Melissa’s nipples were hard to the touch as she soaped her body. When her fingers brushed her nipples there was a tingle in her pussy, how she wished David was there to satisfy her. Not so long ago David would have made love to Melissa, ensuring she got off at least three times. Now it was all over after a few minutes and usually left Melissa high and dry.
Drying herself Melissa looked at her reflection in the mirror. “Not bad, not bad at all for a Mum of two.” Melissa mumbled. She wondered why David didn’t show as much interest in her lately, her figure was the same now as it was when they first met. Melissa had lost any excess weight after giving birth, she had been lucky to stay the same size ever since. Clearly her daily run, yoga three times a week and a healthy diet was paying off. She thought of when David used to join her for a run, that hadn’t happened for several months now.
Melissa shrugged her shoulders and finished drying herself off. “Better get started on the laundry.” She muttered as she dressed in jeans and a t-shirt. Melissa worked as a secretary three days a week for a local firm of consultant engineers, two days off during the week made it easier to spend time with her family on the weekend. That was, provided David chose not to work.
With the college summer break only two weeks away, what the boys would be doing during the holiday was the topic of conversation at the dinner table. It was an unusual meal time, unusual that David was home early for a change. Scott explained he had secured a summer placement with Curzon Financial Services, it wasn’t the best paid placement, but it would help later when he left college.
“What about you Tommy? What are your plans for the summer?” David asked.
“I am going to be working part time with Charlie Holden, Gary’s dad. Probably for three or four days a week, he is paying me off the books as well. Hopefully I’ll have some money to spend during the summer.” Tommy replied, knowing his father wouldn’t be impressed.
David told Tommy it would have been better to follow his brother’s example.
“What for? I don’t want to work in an office. I plan on being an electrician, that’s what Gary’s dad does. It makes sense for me to work with him.
Melissa knew that David wanted his sons to follow him into the financial sector, she also knew that Tommy had no interest in doing so. She was happy that her sons knew what they wanted to do with their lives, it was more than most other youngsters these days. Melissa decided to lighten the mood by joking.
“Don’t you go thinking of sitting around here on your days off Tommy, I can find you jobs to do.”
“No problem Mum. I can cut the grass and do work here if I am not working with Charlie. Maybe I can go running with you as well?”
“Maybe. It might be nice to have some company on the odd occasion,” Melissa replied, smiling.
Nobody noticed when Scott cracked a wry smile, he knew what his brother was planning. What Tommy didn’t know was that Scott had a plan of his own, what’s more Tommy would unwittingly play a part in his brother’s plan.
David announced he had work to do, leaving the table he went into his home office. Melissa quietly sighed, knowing this would be another night with no sex. Tommy had spotted the sadness in his mothers eyes, this made him more determined to give her what her husband wasn’t. From now on Tommy was going to devote all of his efforts into spending time with his Mum.
Scott was out of the house everyday just after 8am, his father usually left around the same time, or earlier. In his first week Tommy would only be working two days, that left him three days alone with his mother. Tommy was ready to accompany Melissa on her run, the few miles she ran was no stretch for her son. Melissa set off at a gentle pace, Tommy stayed just behind his mother.
“Keep up slowcoach,” Melissa called out, she was smiling.
“I’m okay Mum. You can pick up the pace if you need to.” Tommy replied, taking a sly look at his mothers backside. Mother and son jogged steadily, they made small talk as they ran. With the house in sight, Melissa broke into a sprint, Tommy did likewise to keep up. Melissa got to the door just before her son, she laughed as she turned the key in the door.
“Maybe you can keep up, next time.” Melissa giggled.
“Have your moment of glory Mum, next time we’ll see who is the fastest.”
Melissa laughed. “I’m going to take a shower, I have some errands to run afterwards.”
“I might as well cut the grass. I’ll take a shower when I’m finished.” Tommy headed out to the garden.
Melissa called out to let Tommy know she was leaving. Tommy smiled and waved, then he continued to cut the grass. Tommy was finishing tidying up when patnos escort his mother returned home, she stood in the kitchen and watched through the window.
Melissa called out to Tommy, “Do you want a cold drink?”
“Please Mum. I’ll be finished in a minute.” Tommy replied, as he put the last of the tools away.
Tommy finished the cold drink, as Melissa thanked him for cutting the grass. David had been saying he would do it, work always came first though. Melissa hugged Tommy, Tommy returned the hug.
“You stink, and you’re all sweaty.” Melissa said, playfully turning up her nose.
“I’ll go and take a shower Mum. Maybe I can have another hug when I’m all clean and smelling nice.”
“Go on. Go take a shower,” Melissa playfully pushed her son away.
Tommy spent the remainder of the day helping his mother and keeping her company. When Scott arrived home he greeted his mother with a hug and kiss to her head, this wasn’t unusual behaviour as both her sons greeted her the same way. That night David was late getting home from work, Melissa silently wondered if he was having an affair. She laughed at that idea, David was not the type to have an affair.
The following day was Tommy’s first day working with Charlie, Gary’s father. He hugged his mother and bid her goodbye.
“Take it easy and have a good day,” Melissa replied. Slipping on her training shoes she went for her run, today she would have to get changed and go to work.
Tommy was enjoying his first day of real work, Charlie was surprised that Tommy knew as much as he did. Clearly the young man had studied the trade. Charlie dropped Tommy off at home at the end of the day, Scott arrived home at the same time. The boys entered the house and both greeted their mother in the usual way. Melissa thought about how David occasionally hugged his wife when he arrived home, he hardly ever kissed her, unless they were in bed. David was home early that night, he wanted to hear about how the boy’s day had been.
“At the moment I am still meeting people and doing some basic stuff. I like the job and I think they like me.” Scott informed everyone.
“I had a good day. Charlie is great fun to work with. He wants me to join him again on Thursday and Friday.” Tommy replied, in a matter of fact way.
David wasn’t sure if Tommy was happy or not. Melissa knew that Tommy wasn’t the type to get over- excited about working, so long as he was happy that was all that mattered. For the next week or so Tommy split his time between working and keeping his mother company, purely by coincidence his working days matched those of his mother.
On Friday Tommy joined his mother for her run. Melissa informed Tommy she was going to step up the pace, she hoped he would be able to keep up with her. Tommy smiled, he knew he would be able to keep pace with his mother. Tommy was a few feet in front of his mother as they ran.
“C’mon Mum. Keep up,” he laughed. In an effort to keep up and not let her son better her, Melissa picked up her pace. They joked with each other as they ran, the distraction caused Melissa to stumble on a broken paving stone.
“Ow.” Melissa cried out as she hit the ground hard. Tommy stopped and turned to help his mother. Melissa had hit the ground with her left knee, her running pants were torn.
“Shit, that hurts.” Melissa whined as she held her knee. Tommy looked at her knee and noticed a deep cut.
“We had better get you home Mum. That cut will need cleaning.” Melissa stood up with her son’s help. She winced in pain as she put weight on her leg. Noticing her pain, Tommy did no more than scooped his mother into his arms. Melissa was shocked into silence as Tommy carried her home.
The weight was no concern for Tommy, his mother was so slim he doubted she weighed more than 100lbs. Standing on the porch Tommy held his mother as she retrieved her door key, stepping inside Tommy placed his mother gently on the sofa.
“Stay there Mum, I’ll get something to tend to that cut.” Tommy went to get the first aid kit.Melissa silently cursed the injury, she would have to miss her yoga class later.
Tommy returned with the first aid kit. “Okay Mum, let me take a look at that cut.”
Melissa tried to roll her Lycra running pants over her knee, the material didn’t have that much stretch in it. “You had better take them off Mum. After all, if i have to dress the cut, your running pants will probably pull the dressing off.
“Tommy. I can take these off in front of you, I’m your mother.” Melissa looked at Tommy with surprise in her eyes at his suggestion.
“I can’t do much about the cut with your running pants on. C’mon Mum, after all it’s only your leg.”
Reluctantly Melissa slipped the running pants off, thankful that she had cotton panties on beneath them. She balled the pants up using them to cover her crotch. Tommy didn’t stare at his mother sitting there in just panties. As he cleaned and tended pazar escort to the cut he kept glancing up to look at his mother. Melissa’s eyes were focused on what Tommy was doing to the cut. When the dressing was applied Melissa tried to stand up, her leg was sore and painful to walk on. She giggled as Tommy scooped her up again, Melissa was concerned that Tommy would get to look at her crotch.
Tommy lay his mother on her bed, he propped her up on some pillows.. “Keep that leg rested Mum, I’ll clear up and make you a cup of tea. Melissa blushed as Tommy studied her legs. The panties were a snug fit, thankfully Tommy didn’t see anything he shouldn’t. Tommy returned with two cups of tea, Melissa blushed as she sat there practically naked from the waist down. Melissa assumed Tommy had seen girls naked, after all she knew he wasn’t a virgin. Daydreaming she thought of how the young girls today shave themselves down below. Melissa didn’t shave, she had a full bush of pubic hair that she kept trimmed.
“You okay Mum?” Tommy asked.
“Huh,” Melissa replied.
“I asked if you were okay?” Tommy smiled at his mother.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks for helping me out Tommy.”
“No problem Mum. If i hadn’t helped you out, you would probably still be hopping home.” Tommy laughed, as his mother cracked a smile. “You rest up Mum, I’ll take a shower and do whatever needs doing around here. After he had showered and dressed Tommy looked in on his mother, Melissa was lying back with her eyes shut. Tommy looked at her crotch, he smiled as he stared at the way the panties fitted snugly. Tommy slowly stepped into his mothers bedroom, he hoped to get a closer look at her. He stepped back out when his mother stirred.
A few hours later Tommy checked on his mother again, this time she was awake. She smiled as her son entered her room.
“Can you help me up, Tommy?” Tommy lifted his mother off the bed, he placed her legs gently on the floor. His arm supported Melissa, should she stumble.
“Thank you,” Melissa hugged her son. Tommy returned the hug. When they parted, Tommy bent down and kissed his mother.
“Tommy!” Melissa scolded. “Sorry Mum. Sorry I shouldn’t have done that.” Tommy left the room. Melissa heard his bedroom door close. Limping, Melissa went to Tommy’s room, she knocked on the door and entered before Tommy could answer.
“Tommy. I’m sorry I yelled at you.”
“It was my fault Mum. I was wrong, you had every right to yell at me.” Tommy replied, staring at the floor.
“Why did you kiss me like that?” Melissa asked
“I don’t… I guess I wanted….Look forget it Mum. I’m sorry it won’t happen again.” Tommy went to step past his mother, Melissa grabbed his arm to stop him. Tommy walked away, his head bowed. What Melissa couldn’t have seen was the wry grin on her son’s face. The whole shy and sorry act was just that, an act. Where possible, Tommy stayed out of his mothers way for the rest of the day. That night David was home early, Tommy spent the evening in his bedroom.
This set the scene for the next week or so, although Tommy still joined his mother for her run, there was little conversation between the two of them. Melissa was confused and worried, it wasn’t like Tommy to behave in this way. Was it because she yelled at him? Was there another reason? Melissa needed to know what the problem was. On Monday of the following week, Tommy left for work. He hugged his mother and bid her goodbye, Melissa noticed there had been no kisses from Tommy since the day she yelled at him. Again when Tommy arrived home he hugged his Mum and headed off to take a shower.
Neither Tommy or Melissa were working on Tuesday, they set off for their morning run as normal. Again the conversation was minimal, Melissa vowed she would talk to Tommy when they got home.
Melissa closed the door behind them. “Tommy, is something wrong?”
“No Mum. Why do you ask?”
“It’s just that you have been quiet recently. Ever since that day I yelled at you, you have been quiet and distant.” Melissa explained.
“Mum, I love you and I don’t want to upset you. I’m sorry for what I did, can we leave it at that?”
“No Tommy, we can’t leave it at that. I want to know why you are being quiet around me.”
“I can’t, I can’t tell you Mum. I’m sorry but I just can’t say.”
“Can’t or won’t? Sit down Tommy,” Melissa pointed at the sofa. “Okay, out with it. I want to know what the problem is. We are going to sit here until you tell me!” Melissa had a determined look on her face. Unknown to her she was reacting the way Tommy hoped she would.
Tommy sat down. It’s now or never he thought. “Okay Mum, you want to know what the problem is. It’s us, me and you. Mostly me, but some of it is you.”
“What do you mean it’s us?” Melissa asked, now she was totally confused.
“It’s really me Mum, it’s all on me. I know that Dad isn’t taking care of you.”
“That’s none of your business Tommy. What goes on between your father and I is personal.”
“I know Mum. It’s just that knowing you have to take care of yourself afterwards, it’s not right.”
Melissa sat up, suddenly the penny dropped. “So you thought that if we got close, you could do a better job than your Dad?” Tommy looked down and nodded his head.
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