Adultery Mom's fun

[nandoghosh]

"Mom, that was so cool." Spencer was awestruck. 

Breanna chuckled. "Yeah, I got a good read on him. At least we don't have to go around back to get some privacy." 

"I can't believe you just reached in there." 

With a coy smirk, Breanna reminded him, "I told you you'd have fun." 

The high-ceilinged club was packed with tourists and the electronic music was loud. It was not too dark to see, but the large crowd made it so that only partygoers within a few feet of Breanna were able to see her. 

In a role reversal, an attractive young woman dressed as some form of pixie walked up to a shirtless Spencer and asked if him if he wanted to get a drink. "Sorry," Spencer shouted over the music, "I'm here with her." 

The winged girl looked at Breanna, who she assumed was in her early thirties. Her eyes went wide. "Well, uh, good for you." The pixie awkwardly nodded and disappeared into the crowd. 

"She was cute!" Breanna nudged her son. "I bet you'd be quite popular at parties at college if you walked around with your shirt off." 

Spencer did get his fair amount of attention at parties whilst fully clothed. "I bet you'd be popular too." 

The mom threw her head back in laughter. "Well," she postured, "I'm shirtless now, and I haven't gotten picked up yet." 

Looking around, everyone seemed to be standing in groups. "We need to find a group of guys for you to dance in front of." 

"No, no, no," the mother proudly wagged her finger. "I never chase men. They'll come to me." Breanna grabbed her son's shoulder and spoke loudly into his ear. "And before that happens, you should go make sure there's a room is ready, and find out where it is." 
Spencer nodded and went back to the front door. He got the attention of the seated bouncer. Still aroused, the bouncer already knew why Spencer was there. 



"My boy says he unlocked the office where we keep all the computers and routers and shit. He says it's the door past the bathrooms and on the side- not the one at the end of the hallway, got it?" 



Rather than providing him with the term 'Server Room', Spencer simply nodded again. 



"And dude..." The bouncer called out. "Your girl there, she's a freak. And I mean that in a fuckin' good way." 



"She's pretty unpredictable," Spencer beamed. 



When he walked back to where he had left his mom, Spencer saw her chatting with a man, and he got excited. Breanna spotted her son's face with the corner of her eye. "Oh, there you are, Babe!" 



Breanna walked over to her son and hugged him, kissing him on the cheek. The sensation of his mom's flesh pressing against his was a spiritual experience, and it made time feel like time was standing still. The only thing that snapped him back to reality was the look of frustration on the suitor's face. 



Still pressing into her son, and now with her lips against his ear, Breanna alerted, "Major creep! Let's go." 



"It was nice talking to you, but we have to leave now." The mother took her son's hand and guided him away from the awkward man. 



After pushing their way through the crowd to an area near a side wall that had some breathing room, Breanna thanked her son for playing along and asked him if the bouncer had followed through. 


"Yeah! He did! The server room is unlocked. He said it's the door on the side, past the bathrooms."Breanna's enthusiasm was palpable. "That sounds great! Did you ask him if there's a place for you to hide it in?" 



"Uh, no. I guess I didn't wanna ask him that. He said it's an office, though. So, hopefully, there's a desk." 



"Well, I can promise you that whosever dick I'm sucking is gonna be so focused on me, you could probably be standing right there jerking off and he wouldn't even notice." 



Spencer's heart fluttered, and he was not sure if his mom had just given him an invitation to jerk off in front of her. But before he could ask, his invigorated mom again pressed her body into his. Her thigh was pressing into his erect cock, and her lips pressing against his ear. 



"I don't know about you, but I'm fucking tired of talking about me doing it. I think it's time I dance like a sexy slut until a hot guy tries his best to fuck me in front of everyone." 



The son's painfully-hard cock involuntarily twitched into his mom's thigh. He was afraid to see her reaction. 



"I can't wait 'til I'm bent over and I'm making some guy flex his big cock into my ass like that." Breanna let go of her son and let the music take control of her body. 



She was not doing anything spectacular yet, but Breanna was already turning heads from the two nearby groups of chatting guys. Despite them brazenly staring, not a single one of them walked over to dance with her. 



"They must be nervous," Spencer guessed. He himself was swaying. 



Breanna shielded her lips. "They're not coming over 'cause you're right here. They gotta think I'm available." 


Spencer understood the message and stepped away, camouflaging himself in with the crowd. Breanna continued dancing with herself, not even looking in her son's direction. Soon enough, a group of three guys had a discussion and then walked over to Breanna. They all appeared to be in their late twenties.