Of course she would!

Ellen looked at Andre as his horny eyes tried to see through her nightgown. She figured he could see her big nipples and even the hint of her middle-aged slit, which she kept shaved bare as a personal choice. She supposed she'd known what she was doing, wearing this outfit around 20-year-old guys who got horny so easily, although she'd put it on because she liked wearing it, she didn't know they'd be coming in for dinner. She'd just kept it on for them rather than change.

"Well," Ellen said awkwardly, not wanting to be too slutty.

"Girls love his cum, mom," Mike said, "They're always begging for it at school."

"Okay," she said, "Only because I'm fresh out, even of the fridge cum."

"That stuff's no good anyway," Mike said.

Ellen frowned but knew he was right. The food was all ready except for the ingredient she wanted most, so she sat the stove to keep it warm then hiked up her nightgown, exposing her bare cunt to Andre. She could take him to her bedroom and avoid the mild embarrassment of having sex in front of her son, but she was hungry and didn't want to overly complicate and delay dinner. Besides, guys were used to women having sex with them just to get cum. If they insisted on sex in exchange for their delicious sperm, they couldn't hardly expect it to be romantic and full of foreplay.

Andre looked at her pussy hungrily and spread his legs, making a nice lap for her to sit on and unzipping his pants. He pulled out a semi-hard cock that was already about six inches, and grew to nearly eight as he stroked it. Her son played with his phone casually, as if his mother having unprotected sex with his buddy for some cum was not a big deal. She'd had the full STI vaccine so she wasn't concerned about the unprotected part, it would help Andre cum faster and avoid the rush to get the condom off before he came into. Cum drained from a condom was gross, and wasted half of it.

Ellen sat on Andre's lap facing him, pressing her vaginal entrance against the black young man's cock then sliding down and taking him inside her bareback. It felt good to take a cock like this, even if she was only doing it for the cum to spice up her dinner, she reminded herself. He was fully hard in her wet cunt and seemed turned on by the casual sex with a woman twice his age.

"Your pussy feels great, Mrs. Rodgers," Andre said politely, "Can I see your big tits too? They look so nice, I love mom boobs."

Ellen blushed, and looked over to her son, who seemed to be lost in a phone game, so she slid her nightgown up to expose her large breasts with meaty nipples. Why did young men today seem to lust after women her age? She was flattered, but didn't really understand it. Her body couldn't stack up against the girls at Andre and Mike's college, skinny things with perky boobs, Ellen had a bit of pudge to her and her breasts sagged slightly.

Nevertheless, Andre was groaning, sucking on her nipples as she bounced up and down on his lap, taking his shaft all the way into her hot mom cunt on each thrust. She was so wet, and knew she'd need to masturbate after dinner, but it was fine. She looked over and Mike was watching his mom ride his buddy now, but there was no helping that.

"I'm about to cum, Mrs. Rodgers!" Andre yelled. She was tempted to let him cum inside her, but what was she thinking? She hadn't been on birth control for years, and she wanted his cum on her chicken parm! She hopped up and jack off Andre with one hand well she held out her plate and he groaned, squirting his sperm all over her dinner. She smiled as she looked at it, then put it on the table and served the boys.

Only as she was about to sit down did she realize her nightgown was still pulled up, exposing her middle aged body to her son and his guest. She awkwardly pulled it down then joined them for dinner. She took the first bite of her chicken parm and didn't suddenly regret any of her behavior that night.

"Mmmm Andre, this is wonderful cum!"

"Thank your, Mrs. Rodgers, this is wonderful chicken parm too! Thanks for letting me fuck you."

Ellen thought to herself: What a polite boy!