Interrupted!

"Mom?" Martin's voice called out, full of sleep and curiosity as a soft knock came at the closed bedroom door. "Are you awake?"

Amanda's body went rigid, her face draining of color as she realized how precariously close she was to orgasm. Seth's fingers were still buried deep inside her, his thumb circling her clit with expert precision. Her son's voice at the door was like a bucket of ice water, instantly dousing the flames of her desire. "Shit, shit, shit," she whispered frantically, pushing Seth's hand away and scrambling to sit up.

"Just a moment, sweetie!" she called out, trying to sound normal even as her heart pounded in her chest.

Seth froze as Martin's voice pierced the intimate haze surrounding them, his eyes widening in shock before narrowing with annoyance. He withdrew his fingers from Amanda's quivering sex with a slick sound, the loss of his touch making her whimper involuntarily. Seth's gaze locked with Amanda's, a silent communication passing between them - a mix of desire, frustration, and a touch of fear at being so close to getting caught.

"Mom, are you okay? I thought I heard you crying." Martin's voice sounded a little clearer now, concern evident in his tone as he twisted the doorknob, no doubt realizing it was locked.

Amanda looked at Seth in panic, not knowing what to do, what to say as she clutched a sheet around her naked body. Seth held a finger to his lips, signaling for Amanda to stay silent as he slipped out of the bed, grabbing his discarded clothes and quickly moving to hide in the en suite bathroom. He paused at the door, glancing back at Amanda with a heated look that promised they would finish what they had started as soon as her son was gone. With a wink, he disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door, leaving Amanda alone to face Martin.

Amanda took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart and compose herself as she grabbed her robe, tying it around herself before unlocking the bedroom door. She pasted on a reassuring smile as she opened it, hoping Martin wouldn't notice the flush on her cheeks or the way her hands trembled slightly. "Hey, sweetie."

Martin's concerned face appeared, his brow furrowed as he took in his mother's disheveled appearance. "Mom, are you okay?" he asked, stepping into the room.

Amanda's heart pounded as she felt her robe shift, revealing too much of her chest. She clutched it tighter, hyper-aware of Seth listening in the bathroom. "I'm fine, honey. Just had a bad dream." She tried to sound casual, but her words came out shaky. Martin's eyes narrowed slightly, suspicious. "You sure? You look like you've been crying."

"I'm fine, honey," Amanda assured him again, placing her hand on his shoulder and gently steering him out into the hallway. "Why don't you go get dressed and head downstairs? I'll be down in a minute." As Martin reluctantly left, Amanda could hear Seth quietly chuckling in the bathroom. She sighed, her heart still racing from the close call. She locked the bedroom door and moved to the bathroom, knocking softly. "It's safe now."

The door opened, revealing Seth leaning against the frame, still gloriously naked and sporting a mischievous grin. "That was too close for comfort," he murmured, pulling Amanda into a passionate kiss. "But I think we both enjoyed the danger, didn't we?" His hands slipped under her robe, caressing her curves as his eyes shone with passion. Seth's hands roamed across Amanda's body, leaving trails of fire in their wake. His lips found her neck, nipping and sucking as he backed her against the wall. "You were so close to getting caught," he growled, his words husky with desire. "It made me want to fuck you right there, in front of your son." His fingers found her core, teasing her as he continued. "God, I can feel how wet you are, how eager."

Amanda moaned softly, her head tilting back to give Seth better access to her neck. "Please, Seth," she whimpered, her hips bucking against his hand. "I want you so badly... but my kids, my family. We can't.. not now."

Seth's eyes blazed with primal hunger as he pinned Amanda against the wall, his muscular body pressed against hers. "Shh, I know," he murmured, his hot breath tickling her ear. "We'll be careful. I promise." His hand slipped lower, two fingers pushing inside her as his thumb circled her clit. "But I can't resist you, Mrs. Reynolds. You're so fucking beautiful, so **** for my touch."

Amanda bit her lip to stifle a moan, her body quivering as Seth's skilled fingers worked their magic. "Oh god, Seth," she panted, her nails digging into his shoulders. "I can't think straight when you do that." The forbidden thrill of their tryst sent electric shivers down Amanda's spine. Even as she clung to the shreds of her inhibitions, her body betrayed her, responding eagerly to Seth's dominant touch. His fingers pumped inside her, stoking the flames of her desire higher and higher.

"I can feel how badly you need this," Seth growled, his thumb rubbing tight circles over her aching clit. "You're dripping for me already." He punctuated his words with a sharp thrust, curling his fingers to hit that perfect spot deep within her.

Amanda cried out, her hips bucking shamelessly against Seth's hand. "Seth, please," she begged, her voice thick with lust.

"Shh, just relax," Seth murmured, his lips brushing the shell of her ear. "Let me take care of you." His fingers continued their relentless ****, stroking and teasing as his thumb maintained the exquisite pressure on her sensitive nub.

Amanda's moans grew louder, her body writhing against the wall as Seth drove her closer and closer to the edge. The rational part of her mind screamed that this was wrong, that they could get caught at any moment, but the primal need pulsing through her veins drowned out all thoughts of caution.

"Fuck, I love watching you come undone." Seth's husky voice murmurs, his eyes darkening as he watches Amanda's face contort with pleasure. His fingers pick up the pace, his thumb pressing harder against her clit. "Let go for me, Mrs. Reynolds. Show me how much you want this."

Amanda's breath comes in short, ragged gasps as her orgasm builds. Her body trembles, muscles tensing as she teeters on the brink. "Seth, I'm so close," she whimpers, her nails leaving crescent marks on his shoulders. "Please don't stop."

Seth's eyes gleam with dark intent as he watches Amanda's face contort with pleasure. His fingers move with practiced precision, coaxing her closer and closer to the edge. "That's it, Mrs. Reynolds. Come for me."

Amanda's back arches off the wall as her orgasm crashes over her. She bites her lip hard to keep from crying out, her inner walls clenching around his fingers as waves of intense pleasure wash through her. Seth's grip on her hip tightens, holding her steady as she shakes with the **** of her release.

As the last tremors subside, Amanda slumps against Seth, her breath coming in short pants. Seth supports her weight easily, one hand still between her legs while the other rubs soothing circles on her back.

"You're so beautiful when you come for me," he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to her temple. "I could watch you like this all day." His fingers slowly withdraw from her, and he brings them to his mouth, tasting her essence with a wicked grin. "But now, you should get cleaned up and go take care of your kids, Mrs. Reynolds," he tells her, delighting in reminding her of her domestic responsibilities after such a wanton act. "I'll sneak out the back door while you're getting them breakfast. I'll be back after they leave for school," he assured her with commanding smile.

Amanda, her body still tingling from the intensity of her orgasm, nods weakly in agreement. As she regains her composure, she becomes aware of the time, knowing she needs to get the kids ready for school. She reluctantly pushes herself away from Seth, her legs feeling shaky as she steadies herself on the wall. "You're right," she says softly, glancing at the clock on the wall. "I have to get them up and fed." She looks at him, her face still flushed with arousal and shame at her actions. "After... after they leave for school," she repeats.

Seth's eyes darken as he watches Amanda slowly compose herself. His hand trails along her arm as he says, "That's a good girl. I'll see you soon, Mrs. Reynolds." With a final, heated kiss that leaves her breathless, he slips out of the bedroom and down the hall silently.