Samantha's Secret Ch. 03: Monday Meeting

Monday Meeting

Sunday

After everything that happened Saturday, I made plans to meet Josh here at the house on Monday morning. I was still pissed off over what David told Angie's husband about the kitchen incident. That morning as I made breakfast, David walked in cheerfully.

"You sure do make the best breakfasts." He said.

"Thanks, dear" I said with a hint of sarcasm. "I would hate to hear that I'm not any good at it."

I gave him a cold stair, he didn't even flinch. He just kept eating.

Asshole.

So the rest of the day was business as usual; we went to church, David took us to the movies, we had dinner and everyone pretty much relaxed.

Everyone except for me, that is.

I was mentally preparing myself for my meeting with Josh the next day.

It was all rather confusing to me.

Confusing? I should say it was very scary to me.

I have never cheated on my marriage before and it's been a long time since I've been on date with a guy; I'd never met a man for sex before.

I think that was the scary part; that and the person I was meeting for sex was my best friend's son.

Part of me wanted to call the whole thing off. But another part of me was telling me..

"No, you deserve this."

It felt selfish in my reasoning but there was something inside me that wanted to feel some happiness. I wanted to feel wanted, desired.

Josh admitted that he thought about me; that was flattering.

Kinda hot, actually.

I wanted to look pleasing to him. There was so much to do, shaving my legs, grooming down there, plucking my eyebrows. Should I wear my glasses or contacts? Makeup or no makeup?

What should I wear? All my clothes were the frumpy Mom style you see in those mail order catalogues and my dresses weren't very flattering. Having thought of it, a lot of them looked like the upholstery for my parents' living room set.

I did a quick search on the internet for ideas.

I typed in "Sexy Outfit Looks".

I got a lot of pictures of younger women, some in mini-skirts and short dresses that looked a little, well, not me.

He said he liked women who were mature.

I typed in "Sexy Older Women".

Again, wrong.

There were lots of pictures of busty older women who looked like men eating cougars.

Wait, was that what I was? Is that what I've become? A cougar?

That was a hard thought to accept.

I mean, I guess, if anything, I was a..Milf?

I'd always thought that was such a derogatory term, but now that the term applied to me...

That's also...kinda hot.

I tried one more search. "Sexy Mom Looks."

That was a little better.

There were some good ideas. Stuff I could work with.

I went about my usual Sunday night routine, getting laundry done, making the kids lunches, making sure their homework was finished while having to break up the occasional fight between them.

When I signed the kids up for karate classes, I thought it would be fun exercise for them and help them learn to defend themselves if they ever needed it. I didn't expect the constant punching and kicking between them. Though I have to admit, my daughter Shawna can hold her own against her older brother.

I heard my phone buzz.

New Message: Josh

Josh: Looking forward to tomorrow. I can't wait to see you.

I replied:

"Me too, kiddo."

For a brief moment, I wondered if I was doing the right thing. There were so many reasons why I shouldn't. With all the problems David and I were having, was it worth losing everything I have? My kids and possibly my best friend?

I looked outside to see David on his phone. As much as he had given me in this marriage, he wasn't the same man I had fell in love with years ago. We had both gotten older and things have changed between us. Neither of us was satisfied with each other. It was obvious. I just wanted to feel a small piece of happiness in my life.

That night as I was in the shower, I thought about Josh. His strong body, his boyish smile. Parts of my dream came flooding back to me. I began touching myself again as the warm water tricked down my body. I began touching my breasts, slightly pinching my nipples as I rubbed my pussy firmly.

With all the reasons why I shouldn't do this, part of me wanted it.

Monday

It was a typical morning in my household. Scrambling to get the kids up, dressed and fed. David took the kids to school leaving me to my day. He didn't even ask me what I had going on that day. We hardly spoke at all that morning.

I called off work saying my youngest was sick and I had to take her to the doctors.

It was a little unsettling to me how easy this was all happening.

The house was quiet.

I had to get ready.

I decided to go with the casual look. I put on a pair of my skinny jeans, with a t-shirt and my long cardigan.

I went with a natural look to my makeup with a little more accent on the eyes and lips. Nothing too heavy, but a little more than usual. I decided to keep my hair down.

As I put my glasses on, I looked at myself in the mirror I thought I looked rather nice. It was simple, comfortable yet still attractive. I noticed my hands were shaking.

I still had time to call the whole thing off.

I took a deep breath, walked into the kitchen and made some tea.

I tried to clear my mind.

Everything seemed like it was in slow motion. I sat at the dining room table waiting.

I checked my phone. It was five after ten.

Any minute now, Josh would be at my front door.

Would I be able to go through with it?

I started thinking of all the times when he was little. How he was a sweet little kid. How he always held my hand, how he always cuddled up to me.

Suddenly, the door bell rang.

My heart started racing.

I got up and went to the front door.

My hands were shaking as I reached for the door knob.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and opened it.

He stood there straight with that cute smile of his. He was dressed in a pair of dress slacks and a dressy polo that hung nicely on his broad shoulders and chest. His hair was combed with a bit of gel in it. He looked very handsome.

"Hi, Sam." He said.

"Hi, kiddo." I said smiling.

I opened the door and invited him in.

"You look very nice." I said.

"Thanks. I told my Mom I was going job searching today." He said smiling.

I took a full look at him. Everything I remembered about him in the past was gone. He wasn't that little boy anymore; he was a sexy looking young man with well defined muscles in his arms and chest. He stood confidently looking at me.

"You look nice too." He said. "Did you do something with your hair?"

"I just thought I'd wear it down today." I said as I brushed my hair around my ear.

"I like it."

"Thanks, kiddo." I said smiling.

We both stood there admiring each other. . I could feel he was as nervous as I was.

"Maybe we should sit." I suggested. "Can I get you anything? Water? A soda?"

"No, thank you. I'm fine."

He is always very polite.

He sat at the head of the table next to me.

"Josh, I just want to start by saying that this is something very new for me. I'm not the type of woman who normally cheats on my marriage. Lately, David and I have been having problems and we've been growing distant from each other. But please, understand that I am a married woman with a family so, I can't stress enough how this has to stay between us."

"I understand." He said.

"You didn't tell anyone about what I did at the party the other night, did you?"

He shook his head.

"You didn't tell your friends or anything like that?"

"No." he said. "I never liked hearing guys brag about sex. I always thought that something like that should be kept private. I always thought it was immature. Sometimes I even think that they're just lying."

He hesitated.

"Um, the other night at my party" he said cautiously. "David and my Dad were talking. He was telling my Dad about something you did."

"That fucking asshole." I thought.

"It made me uncomfortable hearing it. He sounded like the guys on the team, acting like he was some guy entitled to what was happening."

I was so embarrassed.

"What else did he say?" I said angrily.

"Well, that's the thing about it. He said something about you and when he did I just dismissed it. I couldn't believe someone would say something like that about you. I wanted to punch him but I walked away instead."

That surprised me. Josh is a strong looking young man but David easily has a hundred pounds more on him and is taller.

"Why did you want to punch him?"

"Honestly? I was angry at him." He said looking me straight in the eye. "Normally, I would if someone ever said something that disrespectful about you or my Mom. I mean, this man is married to such a pretty, caring woman. Why would any man talk that way about his own wife? It's not right."

It seems silly thinking about it, but I never had a man who was willing to defend my honor. I didn't think guys did that sort of thing anymore.

"You think I'm pretty?" I asked.

"Yes, very much."

It touched me hearing that from him.

"Josh, tell me something. The other night, you said you had thought about me... sometimes. How long have you been... thinking... about me?"

His face began to turn red when he looked away.

"A very long time." He confessed.

I smiled at how adorable he was acting.

"How long? I want to know." I said.

He cleared his throat and took a deep breath.

"Since the time we had my birthday party at the water park."

"Oh my God," I thought "he was a lot younger then."

"You wore a one piece white bikini." He said.

I remember that bikini. I never thought I looked good in it.

"You and my Mom were standing by the concession stand talking about something, you were both laughing. I couldn't stop looking at your legs. They're long, they were tan. I really wanted to touch them. Your whole body looked pretty. The curve of your hips, and.. " He was hesitant. "...your breasts. I couldn't help looking at you. I had to stay there in the pool for a long time because, well, I was embarrassed to get out, if you know what I mean."

I never knew he felt that way.

"I don't understood why you always wear baggy clothes or dresses." He continued. "It's like you're hiding your body sometimes. "

"Well, most of the time I feel cold." I laughed. "The other reason, I just felt like I had nothing to show."

"That's so crazy, Sam." He said reaching for my hand. "You are so beautiful. If your husband doesn't see that then he is an idiot."

My heart began racing at his touch. I looked at him and saw the warm caring gaze in his eyes.

I stood up and turned his chair to face me.

The way he looked at me, I could tell he wanted me.

I was so scared. Everything was racing in my mind. I thought about my marriage and my kids. I thought about Angie, my best friend. Once I crossed this line I knew I couldn't go back.

I leaned down and gently kissed him.

I heard him sigh quietly as I kissed him again a little harder. I felt his tongue roll into my mouth. He was good kisser. I straddled him in the chair, putting my arms around his neck. His kisses were strong.

I stopped and whispered in his ear. "It's okay for you to touch my body, Josh."

"Oh, I'm sorry." He said. "I-I'm a little nervous."

"I know, kiddo. So am I."

He put his arms around me, pulling him closer as he kissed me harder. His hands were running up my back and around my hips. I felt his hand grab my ass firmly; I could feel him becoming aroused. I started rubbing myself against his firm cock as our tongues darted at each other. I could feel his heart beating in his chest.

He started kissing my cheek. My body began to tingle as I felt his breath my neck. I sighed passionately as he kissed the corner of my neck.

I moved back and rubbed my hands down his chest. I lifted his shirt and began to kiss his well defined Pecs. I knelt down on to the floor kissing his abs and belly button.

I looked up at him rubbing his thighs, spreading his legs. He was panting, with a look of astonishment and anticipation.

"Promise me, Josh. You don't tell anyone about this."

"I promise, Sam."

I smiled up at him and carefully began to undo his belt. I rubbed my hand down his hardened cock as unbuttoned his slacks. His bulge began to pop out as I unzipped him. I pulled his pants and underwear down just enough for his penis to pop out. I couldn't believe how appealing it looked. It was long with a bit of girth.

I do believe he was bigger than David, maybe about an inch bigger. He was definitely thicker than David.

I placed my lips on the tip of his head and softly kissed it. I opened my mouth and rested the tip on my tongue. I heard Josh gasp. I closed my eyes and took his whole dick in my mouth.

"Oh my God, Sam.." he moaned softly.

He grabbed my hand and held it as I bobbed my head slowly, sucking him like a Popsicle.

I took him out of my mouth stroking him.

"Do you want to go upstairs to my bedroom?" I asked looking up at him.

"Yess." He said nodding his head quickly.

I kissed the tip of his head once more and placed his cock back in his pants.

I stood up and drank the rest of my tea as Josh quickly buttoned his slacks.

I took his hand and lead him up the stairs

The sun was shining through the windows of my bedroom as we stood at the foot of my bed facing each other.

He smiled at me and kissed me again. David never kissed me after I went down on him.

I took a step back and slipped my sweater off. I could see Josh's amazement as I pulled my t-shirt off revealing my black lacey bra.

I undid my jeans and slipped them off.

Josh cautiously reached up with both hands and cupped my breasts gently. He rubbed his thumbs over my nipples, circling them. My guess was he leaned that from playing with a video game controller all these years. I unlatched my bra and slid it off for him. His eyes widened. He leaned down and kissed my breasts, taking my nipple in his mouth. I felt a wave of excitement run through me as he began sucking on me.

I slipped my panties off and stood before him naked.

He looked at my body with awe.

"Oh God, Sam, you are so sexy." He said, just like in my dream.

I moved closer to him pulling his shirt off.

I started to unbutton his slacks again when they fell off quickly. I slid his underwear off, feeling his tight butt. I felt around his thighs and cupped his balls.

He put his arms round my hips, pulling my legs apart as his lifted me up, laying me on the bed with him on top of me.

I saw him looking down at me. I took my glasses off.

I lifted my knees up and felt his cock pressed against me. He began moving his hips slowly. It felt good until I felt him poking me trying to find the hole.

"Hang on, kiddo."

I reached down taking hold of his penis, rubbing it up and down my wet pussy before guiding him inside me. I reached around his hips when he slipped himself deep into me. I gasped at the feeling of him. He was bigger and thicker than David.

"Are you okay?" he asked cautiously.

"I'm good." I said satisfactorily.

He slid himself out a bit and thrust deeper inside me. I moaned softly.

He felt so good inside me. Feeling him pushing himself deeper, I moaned a little louder every time he did.

"Sam, you feel so good. " He confessed.

"You feel pretty good yourself, kiddo." I said panting.

I wrapped my legs around him as he began to pick up momentum. It felt better than in my dream. It was magical.

I was moaning consistently now.

"Fuck, baby, you don't know what you're doing to me." I moaned.

He suddenly began pumping harder. He was grunting now.

"Baby.. Kiddo, slow down. Slow down before..."

Then it happened.

His face contorted. I felt his cock throbbing with his warm cum inside me.

I should have expected it to be quick.

"Oh my God.." he gasped.

"It's okay, kiddo." I said placing his face in my hands.

"I can't believe it." His forehead was wet with sweat.

He looked down at me terrified.

"Oh my God, Sam. I'm so sorry."

"Don't worry about it, it was good." I assured him.

"No, it's not that." He said as he rolled off me. "I can't believe I was so stupid."

He sat on the side of the bed hanging his head.

"I can't believe I did that."

I sat up and put my arm around him.

"Josh, it's okay. You were great, kiddo. We can try again in a little bit." I said as nurturing as I could.

"No, it's not that." He said

"Then what's wrong?"

He looked at me like a scared little child.

"Sam, I wasn't wearing a condom." He said lips quivering. "W-what if I got you... pregnant?"

Honest to God, I didn't expect to hear him say that.

"Sam, what do we do?"

I had to turn my head away to keep from laughing. It was, in a way, a little funny. I couldn't help but find his concern a little bit adorable. He really was a good kid.

I turned his face to me.

"Josh, look at me. You don't have to worry." I assured him.

"But what about your husband? What do we tell my Mom?"

"Josh, it's okay. After Shawna was born, David and I decided we didn't want any more kids. So, I had my tubes tied. I can't get pregnant."

"You can't?"

I shook my head, smiling.

He sighed and laughed.

"You must think I'm such dork." He said.

"Not at all." I said as I kissed the side of his forehead. "But in the future, when you are with other women, it's a good idea to be safe."

I could feel semen running down my thigh. I picked up a towel from the hamper and cleaned myself.

We curled up together on the bed.

For me, post sex cuddling is something I enjoy as much as the sex itself. I enjoy the intimacy and closeness. I liked rubbing my hands up and down his chest. It felt good being in his arms.

You would think that a 40 year old woman and an 18 year old man wouldn't have anything to talk about. Not the case, though I've known him all of his life I realized there were many things I didn't know about him.

For example, I didn't know he was going to school to become an architect. I knew he could draw well and was handy at building things but I never knew it was something he wanted to do.

I also didn't know his favorite band was a band called LCD Soundsytem. I had seen the name on a t-shirt of his, but I'd thought it was a brand name for a car stereo or something. He played me a couple songs on his phone.

"I like to listen this when I run or workout." He said.

"Oh, they sound like that 80's band. What was their name? They had a song about a house on fire or something like that..Talking Heads."

We laughed. It felt good.

"So what other time did you find me attractive?" I asked.

"Truthfully? There was that time at my Mom's Christmas party a few years ago."

"Really?"

"Yeah, you wore this really nice outfit. You had on a black turtle neck, this dark olive green skirt and these black nylons with heels. You wore a deep red shade of lipstick and had the smoky eye shadow. You looked incredible."

I remember that outfit.

"You had on this perfume that drove me nuts. There was a moment you and I were sitting on the couch alone, just the two of us. You were drinking a glass of wine. I couldn't help but stare at your legs. I really wanted to touch them."

"So, I take it you are a leg man? That's the second time you've mentioned them." I said as I curled my leg around him.

"Well, not in general." He explained. "For me there are a number of different things I find attractive, many girls are different. Sometimes it could be a smile, sometimes it could be how they dress, other times it could be their personality. It's a number of different things."

"So for me, it's my legs?"

"Well, not just that, Sam. You are the sweetest person I know. You have a very caring heart. You are funny in your own way. I like your laugh. I like many things about you."