Maria's got to leave

After John put on a clean shirt of his own, the two of them get Maria's stuff together and go downstairs. As he descended, he savored the chance to watch her ample breasts bob, her delightfully stiff nipples erect under his tightly stretched old t-shirt. His mother rather huffily hands Maria her dry clothes, and makes it clear that she must put her own, larger shirt on to cover the erotic spectacle she currently offers. His sister is disgusted with the whole affair.

His mother makes sure that Maria sits in the back with Julie, and away from John. The drive to Maria's house is extremely uncomfortable. As he arrive, he grabed an umbrella, hop out of the car, and walk Maria to her door before his mom can say anything. She puts her arms around him, rubbing her big tits against his chest, "I'm sorry that your mom came home so soon, but we did have some fun together."

"I think mom should let up a little; but I sure hope I see you later," he replies. She gives him the faintest wink before turning to enter the house.

"I hope you don't plan to make a habit of bringing girls like that home when I'm not around, young man!" his mother says frostily, her tone of voice making it clear that she is still not at all pleased. "Or was this not the first time you snuck around behind my back?"

"We're just school friends, mom. You know you're still my main squeeze!" The use of the deliberately retro phrase he adopted for her some time ago seems to mollify her somewhat. Nevertheless, Juliet still hits John upside the head, "asshole."

The irony, of course, is that he would love to have her as a real lover. The altered pictures of Ms. Furr, Maria, and Sarah were nice; but 'she' was his masterpiece of image editing. He went to incredible trouble finding an online nude to match his mother's well-preserved body -- especially those delightful apple-sized tits, with their swollen areolae, and long, thick nipples -- so that he could paste onto it an equally carefully chosen picture of her blonde beauty, laughing in that sensual way that turns John on so much his cock actually aches. Since then, he has jacked off far too often, thinking about what they must feel like, dreaming of taking her to bed; then again, John jacks off too much anyway.

He suddenly realized that she has stopped talking to he, and is regarding he with a rather non-committal expression. "What are you thinking about, John?" she asks in a curiously strained voice.