Stay there

"Hey man, do you want to come with me?" Jerry asks you with a frown as he glances at his mother, obviously upset at having to run the errand for her.

"Oh, Mark, I was hoping that you could give me a hand in the kitchen," Mrs. Summers interjects hurriedly, flashing you a broad smile. "If you don't mind that is."

"No. I don't mind at all, Mrs... sorry, Irene," you say, still trying to break yourself of the habit of calling her Mrs. Summers. "We'll continue the game when you get back, Jerry," you assure your friend as you see his frown deepen.

"Yeah, I guess so," Jerry grumps, grabbing his coat and literally stomping out of the room.

"So, Irene, what can I help you with?" You ask eagerly, putting your game controller down on the bed beside you.

"Oh, I'm sure that there's many things you can help me with, Mark," Mrs. Summers assures you moving over to stand beside you, looking down at you as you sit on her son's bed.

"Anything you want, Irene," you assure her, looking up at her, your eyes quickly running up her toned slender body. She's changed out of the baseball uniform and is now wearing a simple blue dress, the skirt of which barely comes down over to her thighs.

"Hmmm, I like the sound of that, Mark," she assures you, her smile broadening slightly as she catches you looking her over.

"All you have to do is ask," you tell her, your pulse beating faster as you realize that your friends hot mom is hitting on you. Just the thought that a hot mature woman like Irene Summers might be interested in you is enough to get you hard, your pants quickly tenting as you sit on the bed.

"Seems like I don't even have to do that," Irene smirks, her eyes looking pointedly at the obvious bulge in your pants.

"Oh, sorry, excuse me," you stammer nervously, getting up off the bed. "I... I'll be right back. I have to go to the bathroom."

"You don't have to go anywhere, Mark," Irene assures you, reaching out to catch your hand as you move past her. "Why go to the bathroom to jerk off, imagining me, when I'm right here for you?" She asks, her voice a seductive purr as she sinks down onto Jerry's bed, her long toned legs parting slightly, her short blue dress hiking up to reveal the skimpiest pair of black panties you've ever seen. "Wouldn't you rather stay here with me?"