Shame

Laura finally did fall asleep. Exhaustion won out over frustration and barely restrained desire. She woke when Dan got up for his shower. It didn't take long for her to realize she was laying in a wet patch on the bed. She closed her eyes and buried her face in her pillow. A soft sob escaped her as she carefully inspected her thighs and legs. She didn't trust herself to explore any further.

Dan came out of the bathroom in his boxers. She blinked when she realized her little boy was sporting an erection. Closing her eyes, she willed the image and feeling of that particular appendage slapping her thigh the night before. "Morning, dear," she greeted, hoping her voice was as even as possible.

"Morning. I'm running a little behind schedule."

"Oh, well, try to have a good day. I'm going to pop by the laundry mat. I'll need to make sure everything is clean for work and I should clean... well, we've slept in the same sheets. Might as well get it done at the same time," she said, trying to get her mind off sex. When she realized what she'd said, she wondered if Dan knew his mother lay in a wet patch. She groaned to herself as Dan moved around the bed. He shuffled in the plastic bags for a moment.

"Right," he muttered.

The sound of shuffling made Laura open her eyes. She blinked as her son adjusted himself right in front of her! With a gulp, she closed her eyes again. "Ah, I'll be off," Dan muttered and sounded like he all but ran for the door.

Once Dan was gone, Laura waited for a minute before getting up. Her thighs were soaked, she smelled like a cat in heat, and her nipples felt like they were going to cut through her shirt. She ran to the door, locked it, and ran to the bathroom to try to get some relief.

An hour and two small orgasms later, Laura emerged from the shower, shivering. Her fingers just weren't doing it for her no matter what she'd tried. However, she'd managed to take the edge off, and that would be more than enough, it'd have to be.

The laundry mat was quiet and close by. She walked to the strip shop with five plastic bags and managed to talk an older, bronze-skinned woman into letting her borrow a large canvas sack to help bring the clothes home. Home. She still couldn't really call the apartment home no matter how much she tried.

She spent the day using their cleaning products to ensure every surface was clean and put clean towels and sheets up. About mid-day, she started to get hungry. Just as she was debating what to make, a knock came at the door. A trickle of fear wormed her way into her stomach as she imagined the worst. A quick look through the peephole in the door, allayed her fears.

"Amanda! How are you?" she asked as she opened the door.

The vibrant redhead stood in the doorway looking radiant in a deep V-necked shirt that showed off a lot of skin and tight dark pants. "Laura," she greeted. "I'm doing well. I got hungry and wanted to see if you were home. Care to join me for some food?" she asked.

Laura hesitated. She didn't want to spend any money if she could help it, but Amanda's demeanor and friendliness made her want to accept. "I don't know," she muttered.

"Just come over to my place. I know things are tight at the moment. I have plenty of food. Just might need some help cooking," the beautiful redhead teased with a wink. She didn't wait for an answer and strolled across to her apartment door.

Laura hesitated for a few minutes before following. {cneightbor_name} waited by her door for Laura. "Make yourself comfortable," she instructed and hurried inside.

Laura peeked into the room and blinked at the vibrant and tasteful colors on display. The decorations on the walls, furniture, and strategic placement of a few standing plants made her feel like she'd stepped into an upscale studio. A soft red glow from multiple lamps made the room seem sensual. A television mounted to the wall and a long couch sat in front of a red curtain. It was then she noticed the pictures on the walls. As she flicked her eyes across the walls, she came up short. Amanda had multiple pictures of her in erotic poses. As her eyes slowly roamed the young redhead's picture, she inevitably followed the contours of Amanda's body.