WICKed Hormones Ch. 12

Robert then asked, "Well, if you do pull it off, are you going to ask for something different than video games this time?"

Jacob nodded and replied, "Yes, sir! What I have in mind is way better than video games."

With curiosity, Robert asked, "Oh really? Like what?"

Picking up a piece of toast, Karen quickly interrupted, "What Jacob also forgot to mention is that I said I would 'think' about this so-called reward... nothing is definite." She then looked to her son and added, "My decision will hinge on several factors."

Scrunching his face, Jacob asked, "What kind of factors?"

While spreading grape jelly onto her slice of toast, Karen replied, "Well, for starters, your chores." She then looked up and caught Jacob's gaze. "Don't think I haven't noticed you slacking off lately... that room of yours is becoming a pigsty once again." She then bit off a corner piece of her toast.

At that moment, Robert's cell phone began to ring. Once he noticed it was a work colleague, he said, "Excuse me y'all... I better take this."

After Robert stepped away from the table and she knew it was safe, Karen leaned in and whispered, "Young man... that mouth of yours is going to end up getting us in trouble."

Jacob replied, "I'm sorry, Mom. It's just that the possibility of getting to photograph you nude..." His eyes then glanced down to where Karen's robe fell open, exposing the deep valley of cleavage created by her sports bra "...is very exciting."

Noticing where Jacob was staring, Karen pulled her robe closed. She looked over to find Robert with his back to them as he looked out the window, continuing his phone conversation. Turning back to Jacob, Karen whispered, "Well, even if you get all A's... and I mean ALL A's... I'm still going to have to give this a lot of thought."

Jacob nodded and replied in a whisper, "Yes, ma'am... I understand."

Karen took another glance at Robert and continued, "And I meant what I said about your bedroom. I expect you to clean it up later today as soon as Ms. Turner leaves."

Jacob's face lit up. "Ms. Turner's coming over?" He asked with a little too much volume in his voice.

"Sssshhhhhhhh!!!" Karen replied as she put up her hand. She then looked over to make sure Robert had not heard the exuberant outburst by their teenage son. Luckily her husband was still preoccupied with his phone conversation.

Turning back to Jacob, Karen said in a heavy whisper, "Yes... Ms. Turner will be here later today. It's her day off, and she plans to come by and update me on the situation with Dr. Grant and the plea deal."

"Well... what about me?" Jacob asked with optimistic curiosity.

Karen sighed, then replied, "And she also plans to check up on you while she's here."

Jacob knew exactly what Ms. Turner's code word "check-up" meant. He most likely would be spending that time with his huge cock inside the gorgeous lawyer's hot mouth and wet pussy. The teenager could tell this was going to be a great day, and a big grin broke out on his handsome face as he said, "Awesome!!"

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That afternoon, with the housework completed, Karen went for a run through the neighborhood. Afterward, she took a quick shower, put on a pair of comfortable jeans and a button-up blouse, and made her way down to the family room. Since Melissa wasn't due to arrive for another hour, the lovely housewife decided to relax on the couch with her novel.

Before Karen could even get settled on the sofa, the front doorbell rang. Setting the book down onto the side table, she made her way to the front door and opened it to find Ms. Turner standing on the other side.

"Melissa!" Karen said in surprise. "I wasn't expecting you this early."

With a warm smile, Melissa replied, "I know, and I apologize... I hope I'm not intruding?"

Karen couldn't help but notice the difference in Melissa's appearance today. Usually, the beautiful lawyer would be wearing a cute dress or a professional-looking skirt suit. Today, however, was much different.

Melissa stood at the front door looking as if she were on her way back from the gym. Her ensemble included a two-piece spandex yoga workout suit. Gray in color, the outfit consisted of a sports bra and tight-fitting high-waist leggings. On her feet, she wore a pair of solid white sneakers. Over her shoulder, she carried a duffle bag that was dark gray and baby pink in color.

Melissa wore light makeup and her long black hair in a braided ponytail, giving her a fresh and youthful look. To Karen, she appeared less of an attorney and more like one of Rachel's cheerleader friends from college.

After gathering her thoughts, Karen replied emphatically, "No, of course not... don't be silly." She then moved to the side to make room for Melissa to enter. "You're not intruding at all... please come on in."

"Thank you," Melissa replied with an even bigger smile, then walked past Karen and entered the house.

After closing the front door, Karen offered, "Let's go to the kitchen, and I'll make us some tea." She then motioned for Melissa to lead the way and fell in behind her guest.

While Karen followed Melissa through the house, she couldn't help but appreciate the young woman's trim physique. The workout suit molded perfectly to Ms. Turner's fit body, accentuating all her heavenly curves. The middle-aged housewife scolded herself when realizing she was staring at Melissa's juicy rear end as it swayed hypnotically from side to side while wrapped up in the skin-tight fabric.

When they entered the kitchen, Karen went straight to preparing the tea. She knew her cheeks had blushed from the improper thoughts brought on by the hormones. Trying to get her mind cleared, she asked, "So... did you go to the gym today?"

Taking a seat at the table, Melissa replied, "To be honest, I dressed for it, but I changed my mind at the last minute." She then placed her duffle bag onto the empty chair beside her.

While setting the kettle on the stove, Karen responded, "Oh, okay. Well, since you have your duffle bag, I just assumed that you did."

"Oh, you mean this?" Melissa asked as she patted the duffle bag with her left hand. She chuckled and added, "No, no, no... I brought some supplies with me... these are for you."

While setting the cups and saucers down onto the table, Karen furrowed her brow and asked with confusion, "For me? Whatever for?" She then went back over and stood at the counter, gathering additional items for their afternoon tea.

Melissa leaned forward in her chair, resting her forearms on the table. "Well, Since I don't have any real updates that pertain to Dr. Grant to discuss, I thought after we finish our tea, I could try giving you another massage. This time I figured I could do it properly."

Karen's eyes went wide with shock. Without turning around and staring straight ahead at the cabinet door, she replied softly, "Ma--massage?" Her mind immediately flashed back to the last time Melissa visited. What began as an innocent shoulder rub between friends quickly escalated into something entirely inappropriate.

Melissa used her talents masterfully and enticed the conservative stay-at-home mom to disrobe in her own living room. The combination of the young lawyer's skillful touch and effects from the hormones had clouded Karen's judgment to the point she allowed Melissa to touch her in ways that were downright sinful. Only God knows what may have happened if Jacob had not arrived home that day earlier than usual.

Karen could feel a slight wave of anxiety wash over her as she turned around and walked over to the table. While setting the tea bags and a bowl of sugar cubes in place, the anxious mother tried to graciously decline, "Oh, that's not necessary, Melissa. I wouldn't want to put you through any trouble."

Melissa quickly countered, "Don't worry about that... it wouldn't be any trouble at all." Just like Karen, the young attorney's thoughts drifted back to her last visit and the massage session on the living room sofa.

At first, Melissa attempted to seduce Karen as a request from Jacob; however, things quickly changed because of the mind-altering chemicals that resided in her bloodstream. While performing the massage, the beautiful lawyer experienced sexual stirrings she had not felt since her college days with her best friend, Laura. Now the engaged woman had a deep desire to continue the enticement of the lovely housewife for herself.

At that moment, Karen returned to the stove and retrieved the whistling tea kettle. While pouring the boiling water into the waiting cups, she countered, "Besides... it's your afternoon off. Wouldn't you would rather spend your limited free time doing something more productive?" After returning the kettle to the stove, she took a seat in the chair directly across from Melissa.

Melissa chuckled while shaking her head and responde, "No... not really." She then began dabbing her tea bag into the steaming hot water and added, "Besides, I enjoy giving massages. I do it for Donnie quite often, and it really helps him to relax after his stressful days at the hospital."

Karen began to give another excuse, "I don't know... last time things..."

"Aaannnd..." Melissa quickly interrupted. "With everything going on right now, I know you're under a lot of pressure... I could feel the tightness in your shoulders last time I was here... that's not healthy." She then added in a more soothing tone, "Karen... trust me; I'm sure it would help relieve some of the stress. A proper massage is just what you need. I can almost guarantee you will not regret it."

Karen attempted another kindly argument. While dropping two sugar cubes into her tea, she commented, "Well... to do a proper job wouldn't you need a massage table or something?" She then chuckled and added, "I doubt you have one of those in your duffle bag."

Melissa scoffed, "We don't need one... I'm sure you have a bed we could use." The young lawyer lifted her cup to her lips and took a sip of hot beverage. She then arched her brow as if challenging the beautiful housewife to give another feeble excuse.

While stirring her tea, Karen tried to think of another reason to turn down Melissa's offer and escape the situation, but nothing valid came to mind... she had lost the debate. Karen then relented and decided that maybe Melissa was correct in her thinking and a proper massage would do her some good.

After a few moments of silence, Melissa locked eyes with Karen and asked, "Well? I didn't get your answer... You do have a bed... don't you?"

While staring back across the table into Melissa's dark brown eyes, the defeated mother replied to the attorney's question in a heavy whisper, "Yes... I have a bed."

Later on, Karen entered the guest bedroom wearing her favorite pink satin robe and her long brown hair put up in a loose bun. "Wow," she softly gasped in surprise, seeing the difference in the atmosphere of the seldom-used bedchamber.

Melissa had drawn the blinds and closed the curtains to block out all outside light. She lit several strategically placed scented candles to give the room a soft, warm glow. The spicy-sweet aroma hung heavy in the air and filled Karen's lungs. The gentle sounds of a bubbling brook accompanied by new-age music filtered out from the mini-speakers attached to Melissa's cell phone.

While straightening out the plain white sheet she had laid across the bed, Melissa said, "I hope you don't mind, but this environment should make it easier for you to relax. After all, that is our main goal today."

Shaking her head, Karen replied, "No... I don't mind at all... I think it's nice." When she saw Melissa pull two bottles of what appeared to be massage oil out of the duffle bag, she looked around the room and asked, "So I take it these are all the supplies you mentioned earlier?"

Setting the bottles down onto the nightstand, Melissa nodded and confirmed, "Uh-huh!" With a slight grin, the attorney added, "Well... mostly." There were a few "supplies" remaining inside the duffle bag. Hoping there would be a need for them later, Melissa thought it best to leave the items safely hidden for the time being.

Melissa stepped closer to Karen until their magnificent breasts were barely touching. Then, with her hand, Melissa motioned towards the bed. "Okay... if you take off the robe and lie down, we can get started?"

While staring down at the bed, Karen felt nervous anticipation as she fiddled with the tied sash of her robe. Melissa quickly picked up on her friend's reluctance and said, "If it would make you feel better, I have an extra sheet to cover you with."

Karen smiled and nodded, "Yes... that would most definitely help... thank you." Feeling more at ease, she untied the knot while Melissa stepped over to retrieve the forementioned extra covering. She then slid her pink robe down and off her shoulders and draped it across the headboard. The young lawyer felt a bit disappointed to find the conservative mother wearing a plain beige supportive bra and a matching pair of high-cut brief panties.

While unfolding the sheet, Melissa said, "Okay... go ahead and lie down flat on your stomach."

With a quick nod, Karen did as Melissa instructed. Once in position, she turned her head away from Melissa and placed her arms down by her sides. Even though Karen donned the boring 'mom' underwear, Melissa couldn't help but admire the enticing curves of the beautiful MILF that lay before her.

After draping the sheet over Karen's prone half-naked body, Melissa pulled the covering down to the small of her back, leaving her butt and legs concealed. She then took her position at Karen's side and asked, "Are you comfortable? Is the room warm enough?"

Nodding her head, Karen replied with, "Uh-huh!"

While running her hands lightly over Karen's exposed back, Melissa said softly, "Good! Now, I thought I would give you an all-over body massage, and as I come across any problem areas, I will give those muscles additional attention. That sound okay?"

Already starting to feel relaxed from Melissa's gentle touch, Karen nodded again and replied with a soft, "Mm-hmm."

Continuing to stroke Karen's buttery soft skin with her fingertips, Melissa said, "Karen... I need you to trust me and just breathe and relax." She then slid her hands up Karen's back to her delicate shoulders and whispered, "Now... I want you to imagine we're inside a cocoon... warm and secluded from the outside world. Try to clear your thoughts and just let your mind drift."

Karen's only response was a barely audible, "Okay."

For the next several minutes, Melissa gently massaged the supple flesh of Karen's neck and shoulders. Neither one spoke... the only noises in the room were the new-age sounds from the mini-speakers and the occasional contented sigh from Karen. Knowing her friend was in a state of relaxation gave the young lawyer confidence to move to the next step.

Without asking, Melissa deftly unfastened the hooks of Karen's conservative support bra and pulled the straps off of her shoulders. This move brought the middle-aged mother out of her sleepy trance. She lifted and turned her head towards her friend, giving her a questionable look.

Melissa quickly reassured Karen, "Remember, I told you last time... for me to massage your muscles properly, I need to get your bra straps out of the way." She then retrieved the vanilla-scented massage oil from the nightstand. She held up the bottle and added, "Plus, I'm going to apply this to your back, and if it gets into the fabric, the stains will not come out." After a brief moment, Melissa said, "Trust me... okay?"

Even though Karen had reservations about removing her bra, she could not deny what Melissa said was true. The previous massage felt much better once she took off the restrictive garment and allowed her 'masseuse' total access.

As a sign of consent, Karen pushed up with her arms, lifted her torso off the mattress, and assisted Melissa in removing her bra. While the young lawyer placed the garment in a nearby chair, the topless mom returned to her previous position on the bed. As she lay flat onto the mattress, the sides of her now naked breasts oozed out from underneath her chest like flattened balls of dough.

Melissa resumed the massage by applying a generous amount of massage oil onto Karen's upper back and gently spreading it all around. She then began to concentrate on her neck, shoulders, and upper arms. As the warming agent in the oil took effect, the near-naked mom began to sigh once again as she quickly slipped back into a state of sleepy relaxation.

After a while, Melissa worked her way down Karen's tapered back, paying close attention to the areas near her spine. Once she located a problem area, the young attorney would use her thumbs and apply additional pressure to the knotted muscles.

When Melissa's fingers found a sore spot, a soft gasp would escape Karen's mouth. "Breathe in deep for me...." Melissa whispered. "Now... exhale. Good... good... that's it."

Once Melissa had thoroughly massaged Karen's back and shoulders, she moved down to the foot of the bed. She then moved the sheet up, exposing Karen's shapely long legs to where only her panty-covered backside remained hidden.

Melissa once again took the bottle and poured some of the fragrant liquid into the palm of her hand. She then asked, "Are you doing okay?"

"Mmm-hmmm!" Karen replied enthusiastically. She then moaned with pleasure as Melissa began to massage the bottom of her left foot. The housewife lifted her head and gasped, "Oh!! That feels... amazing!!"

A smile crept onto Melissa's face. "You like that?"

"Oh yes!" Karen replied while trying to look back over her shoulder. "I simply love a good foot massage."

Motioning with her hand, Melissa said softly, "Now put your head back down." Once Karen complied, the 'masseuse' added, "Now just relax... relax and breathe." For the next while, Melissa used her thumbs and the heel of her palm to vigorously massage the tender soles of Karen's dainty feet.

Melissa's professional-like foot massage ignited the nerve endings in Karen's feet. Sparks of pleasure radiated from the housewife's erogenous zone, up her long legs, and settled into her vagina. Karen couldn't help but moan from the tantalizing sensations brought on by the young attorney and her skillful talents.

Slowly, Melissa worked her way from Karen's feet to her long legs. While applying some additional oil to the housewife's calves, she asked again, "You doing okay?"

Without looking up or saying anything, Karen nodded.

Melissa continued massaging the back of Karen's legs. Once she reached the upper part of her left thigh, Karen flinched and grunted, "Ouch!"

With a slight chuckle, Melissa said, "Sorry... it seems that I found another trouble spot."

Karen replied, "Uh-huh. I guess it's from my run earlier today."

"I didn't know you were a runner?" Melissa softly enquired while continuing to work on the knotted muscle.

Through gritted teeth, Karen forced, "I just... ouch... started back... recently. It serves me right, I guess, for not... stretching properly beforehand."

While digging her thumbs deeper into Karen's taut flesh, Melissa suggested, "Don't tense up on me... try to relax and breathe deeply." After a few moments, the masseuse said, "Good... good... I can feel the muscle starting to unwind."

Karen breathed a deep sigh of relief when she felt Melissa softly release the pressure. "Okay... that wasn't so bad," she whispered.

While wiping her hands with a towel, Melissa replied, "Oh, I'm afraid we're not done yet."

"Huh?" Karen inquired. She then felt Melissa slide the sheet up, hook her thumbs into the waistband of the conservative mother's panties and begin to pull them down across her matronly bottom. Out of shock, she raised her head and asked, "Wh--what are you doing?"