My Son’s Best Friend Part 2 Busted

My name is Jackie, and in the My Son’s Best Friend Part 1 story I told you about my first experience with Zack, my son Ricky’s best friend. Zack was a virgin then and technically remained so, as we only engaged into oral sex.

After that day, I picked them up at school a couple times, he stayed to eat with Ricky once, but that was all. Occasionally, we shared a furtive look, but I always dressed very conservatively not to tease him or to denounce ourselves to Ricky.

Two weeks later, however, Ricky would have his extra after hour classes, and I could pick up Zack alone again. I couldn’t wait to finish properly what we had started. Instead of dressing casually the way I was the last time, I tried to excel: I took a long shower, dressed my hair, perfumed – including a spray in my breasts and pubis – and wore sexy white lace lingerie. Then, as the weather was nice, I chose a jeans mini skirt and a white semi-transparent blouse with a nice revealing cleavage. To finish up, high heels sandals. Simple, but ready to kill, I drove to school.

When Zack entered the car, we pretended to act naturally, but when we were out of the other boys’ and moms’ sight, he looked at me from top to bottom like if he was going to eat me alive, and I saw the familiar volume in his pants again. I smiled, caressed delicately his leg, and said; “Calm down, Sweetie, it won’t take long now” and I headed home.

As soon as we entered the house, he tried to jump on me, hug, grab, kiss me. We kissed, but I wanted him to control himself and to create an atmosphere, so I brought him to the kitchen. I gave him juice and a sandwich I had already prepared – I wanted him with the highest level of energy – and I did not let him touch me when I fixed the table, so he just stared at me with his eyes on fire. When I was doing the dishes he grabbed me from behind, his hard cock pressing against my ass through his pants. I shook my ass and pressed it against him to tease him even more, moved out, and told him to turn on the music and wait for me at the couch.

In a couple minutes I walked in, dimmed the lights, and came close to him. Before he could arise, I stood in front of him, dancing slowly with the rhythm of the music, and took off my bra without unbuttoning my blouse. My boobs almost jumped out of the cleavage when I put my bra around his neck and bent over to kiss him. He grabbed my ass with both hands, but I stepped back again, took off my panties and brought them close to his face, so he could smell the perfumes, D&G and my own. He had obviously a giant tent then, stood up, grabbed my ass from under the skirt and kissed me, his erection pressed against my lower belly while I held my panties behind his back and inserted my hand into his pants to reach his mast.

There we were, making out inebriatedly, when I heard a noise at the door and
my son yelled “I’m back, Mom, class was cancelled and I got a ride…” Then he saw us and froze. We split, but he had seen us kissing, my bra around his friend’s neck, his erection, my panties still in my hand, and Zack’s hands fondling my bare ass.

“Nooooo!!!” he screamed, ran upstairs to his bedroom and slammed the door. Desperately, I ran after him. We don’t lock doors in the house but we respect privacy, so I stood there, paralyzed. I knocked and knocked asking him to open, asking if I could come in, that we needed to talk. First, he didn’t answer, then he simply said no, and I heard him sobbing. I asked him please, insisted, and finally I gave up and said I was coming in anyway, that we really had to talk. He didn’t reply, so I knocked again, said I was coming in, and opened the door.

He was lying in bed, face down. I sat close to him and said: “Ricky, darling, I am so sorry.