Mr. Johnson’s hard cock thrusted in and out of Nancy’s tight pussy. Nancy was moaning in pleasure. Her legs were spread wide as Mr. Johnson lay between them, his cock pumping hard between her folds.

Nancy was just about to cum when she felt someone shaking her shoulder, “Nancy, wake up! You overslept,” her father’s words waking her from her lust-filled dream.

Her eyes shot open, seeing her father looking down at her. She then rolled her head to the side to look at her alarm clock.

“Oh my god! I’m late!” Nancy yelled as she sprang out of bed.

Nancy was wearing nothing but a pair of lacy white panties. She bolted to the closet and grabbed the easiest piece of attire to put on in a hurry. It was a white sundress adorned with red cherries.

She threw it over her head and pulled it down in place, covering her slender body and large tits.

“Do you want me to call Mr. Johnson and tell him you’re running late?” her father asked.

“That's okay. I'm heading there now. Thank you for waking me,” Nancy said as she gave him a kiss on the cheek before rushing past him for the door.

Moments later, Nancy was knocking on Mr. Johnson’s door. He opened the door for Nancy and before he could say anything, Nancy started apologizing excitedly.

“I'm so sorry, Mr. Johnson! I overslept. I'll do anything to make it up to you!”

Mr. Johnson smiled and tried to calm Nancy down, “It’s fine, really. I had to run some errands this morning anyway, so your timing couldn't be more perfect.”

Nancy felt a relief wash over her as she entered the house, “Have you eaten breakfast yet?” Nancy asked, hoping to make herself immediately useful.

“I was just about to sit down and eat. I made enough for both of us so please make yourself a plate and join me.”

Nancy moved to the kitchen to make herself a plate of food while Mr. Johnson sat at the table in front of his plate. Once her plate was full she checked Mr. Johnson’s morning pill container and noticed that today’s compartment had not been opened yet.

She opened the pill container and poured the contents into her hand. Nancy immediately noticed that there was an extra pill. A little blue bill rested in her hand next to his usual pills.

Nancy walked her plate to the table and then held out her hand to Mr. Johnson, “A new medication?” she asked.

“Yes. I picked it up this morning,” Mr. Johnson replied, “It's nothing to worry about though. I told my doctor about a recent dilemma I was having and he recommended it.”

Mr. Johnson popped the pills in his mouth without offering any further explanation. Nancy sat down at her plate of food and the two of them ate in silence.

Once breakfast was done, Nancy got up from her seat and cleared the dishes. Mr. Johnson rose and started heading for his bedroom. Nancy followed without saying a word.

There was an obvious tension in the air. Nancy wasn't sure of the cause but it seemed to start when she mentioned Mr. Johnson’s new medication. She thought it best to leave it alone and get things back to how they were before.

Once in Mr. Johnson’s bedroom, Mr. Johnson lifted his shirt over his head, “Here, let me help,” said Nancy, trying to lighten the mood.

Nancy reached for Mr. Johnson's buckle and undid his pants. She pulled them down his legs and he stepped out of them with ease, “Thank you, dear,” Mr. Johnson said.

Mr. Johnson sat on the bed and then scooted himself back before lying on his back. Nancy was a bit surprised as he usually had her start on his back, but she wasn't going to complain. She enjoyed working on his front much more.

Nancy climbed onto the bed and tucked her legs under her as she sat on her feet in a kneeling position next to Mr. Johnson. Her knees pointed towards Mr. Johnson’s head.

She went to work on Mr. Johnson’s chest as he rolled his head to the side to look at Nancy. Mr. Johnson was quick to notice that Nancy’s short summer dress rode high on her thighs. Mr. Johnson was just able to see a peek of Nancy’s white panties under her dress.

Nancy was busy going about rubbing the lotion into Mr. Johnson’s skin without paying any attention to where he was looking. She moved her hands down to his stomach when something caught her eye.

She swore she saw Mr. Johnson’s bulge move ever so slightly. She continued working her hands on his stomach as she watched his bulge intently.

‘There it was again!’ Nancy gasped to herself as she saw his bulge twitch ever so slightly.

Nancy turned her head to look at Mr. Johnson and saw what he was looking at. His eyes were focused on Nancy’s legs. No, beyond her legs. Up her dress.

‘Was this the cause of Mr. Johnson’s excitement?’ Nancy asked herself.

Deciding to test her theory, Nancy slowly began spreading her knees apart, bringing the center of her panties into Mr. Johnson’s clear view.

Mr. Johnson watched as Nancy’s panties came more into view. He was able to make out the details of them now. They were lacy and thin. Mr. Johnson could see the dark line of Nancy’s pussy behind the thin fabric. A detail that excited him very much.

After spreading her knees, Nancy watched for further movement below Mr. Johnson’s underwear. What she saw surprised her. His bulge was no longer twitching, it was growing.

His bulge began to rise like a sleeping giant waking from a long slumber. Her fingers worked closely to Mr. Johnson’s waistband, trying to coax his cock to grow further.

Watching Mr. Johnson’s cock grow before her eyes, excited Nancy and her pussy began to lubricate itself. Mr. Johnson watched as Nancy’s panties started to get damp, making them more transparent.

Mr. Johnson was getting even more excited and felt a sensation he had not felt in years. He felt the blood rushing to his cock, causing it to grow and harden.

His cock grew faster now, as Nancy watched in awe. His underwear stretched outward, trying to contain Mr. Johnson’s ever-growing contents.

His cock was nearing full hardness as the elastic band of his underwear could no longer remain snug against his waist. His cock lifted the band away from his body giving Nancy a peek of the treasure that lay behind it.

Nancy's hand traveled further south, venturing past the border that Mr. Johnson’s underwear band had previously prevented her from going. Nancy felt the course grey hairs that grew just above his cock.

She paused for a moment, building up the courage to continue further. Her hand seemed to move on its own as it reached further into his underwear. Her fingers bumped into the hard flesh that was the base of Mr. Johnson’s cock.

Nancy's fingers parted as they slowly glided around the thick girth of Mr. Johnson’s cock. Her fingers hadn't even made it halfway around the base of his cock before she felt like she was reaching too far into Mr. Johnson’s underwear.

Nancy’s slowly reversed direction, closing her fingers along the base as they made their way back to the front. Nancy removed her hand and set out to work on Mr. Johnson’s legs.

As Nancy moved to turn around on the bed, she swung one knee outward, spreading her legs even wider, before following with the other knee in the same direction.

Nancy was now facing away from Mr. Johnson as she leaned forward to work on his legs. Her dress rose up in the back giving Mr. Johnson a new view up her dress.

Her ass was on display and the white panties at the apex of Nancy’s thighs protruded outward as Nancy pressed her thighs together.

Mr. Johnson fought the urge to reach down and adjust his cock into a more comfortable position. His cock pressed up into his underwear at an awkward angle, but Mr. Johnson didn't want to call any unnecessary attention to his hardened cock.

Nancy rubbed her hands up Mr. Johnson’s legs until she reached his upper thighs. As she worked her hands back and forth across his thighs she watched his cock sway left and right as she manipulated his flesh.

She was intrigued by the motions of his cock and was delighted to be able to control its movements without physically touching it.

Having spent enough time on his legs, Nancy knew it was time to move on, “Ready for your back now,” she told him.

Mr. Johnson rolled away from Nancy as he made his way to his stomach. He took this opportunity to adjust himself just as his cock was out of Nancy’s view. He reached into his underwear and flattened his cock against his stomach right before he completed rolling over.

Mr. Johnson was much more comfortable now and he closed his eyes as Nancy applied the lotion to his back and legs.

Once Nancy was done, she told him he could stay and relax if he wanted, but Mr. Johnson told her that he’d rather get up now.

Nancy climbed off the bed and waited for Mr. Johnson to roll over so she could help him off the bed. As he rolled onto his side Nancy immediately noticed the state of his cock.

When Mr. Johnson had adjusted himself, he caused the head of his cock and part of the shaft to protrude out of the top of his underwear. Nancy looked away immediately and ran to grab Mr. Johnson’s robe.

Mr. Johnson did not realize that his cock was visible and stood in place waiting for Nancy to return. When Nancy came back with his robe she was surprised to see Mr. Johnson’s cock still displayed above his waistband.

She helped him put on his robe and took one last look before Mr. Johnson closed his robe and started walking out of the bedroom.

“We still have a little time before lunch. What would you like to do?” Nancy asked.

“We could continue to work on the puzzle if you want,” Mr. Johnson replied.

“Sounds good!”

Mr. Johnson sat in his usual chair in front of the puzzle as Nancy stood next to him. The two of them worked like this as Nancy kept looking down at Mr. Johnson's lap. She enjoyed sitting in his lap but wasn't sure she should in Mr. Johnson’s current state.

Trying to take her mind off of it, she focused solely on the puzzle. As Mr. Johnson moved about reaching for puzzle pieces and setting them in place, his robe had come loose and opened in the front.

Nancy noticed this and looked down at his crotch. She saw that Mr. Johnson’s excitement had died down and he was no longer stiff. The only thing visible was his usual bulge.

Nancy felt relieved and turned her attention back to the puzzle. That's when she saw a new detail emerge in the puzzle’s image. She saw what looked to be the tops of three people’s heads.

“Is that hair?” Nancy asked aloud.

“It sure looks like it,” Mr. Johnson confirmed.

Nancy got excited about the puzzle. She knew that finding the details of people would be much easier then finding random patterns of flowers.

She sidestepped in front of Mr. Johnson and leaned over the table looking for pieces containing images of hair and faces. Mr. Johnson sat back and enjoyed the view of Nancy’s rear as her dress hitched upward.

Nancy found some of the pieces she was looking for and instinctively sat down into Mr. Johnson's lap as she tried to fit the puzzle pieces in place. She got excited as each piece fit into place. She bounced in Mr. Johnson’s lap with each correct piece.

Nancy’s movements were stirring Mr. Johnson’s cock back to life. His bulge started to grow beneath Nancy’s crotch. But before she had a chance to notice, she lifted up out of Mr. Johnson’s lap in search for more puzzle pieces.

Once she had a handful, she started to descend back into Mr. Johnson’s lap. But as she did, Mr. Johnson grabbed the bottom edges of Nancy’s dress and pulled them back, out of the way.

Nancy landed in Mr. Johnson’s lap with nothing between his crotch but a thin pair of panties. Nancy finished the images of the three women’s faces and leaned back.

“Oh! It's three women lying in a bed of flowers!” Nancy announced proudly.

She leaned forward again to continue working on the puzzle. Nancy rocked back and forth on Mr. Johnson’s lap as she went about completing the puzzle.

Mr. Johnson stopped working on the puzzle as he just enjoyed the sensations of Nancy moving about on his lap. He rested his hands on the outside of Nancy’s bare thighs while she worked away busily.

Nancy had just completed another puzzle piece and started to bounce in celebration again when she suddenly froze. Nancy finally felt Mr. Johnson’s cock start to harden beneath her.

His cock swelled, pushing up into Nancy’s sensitive parts. She was torn about what she should do next.

On one hand, she could get out of Mr. Johnson’s lap to prevent any further sexual contact. But she didn't want to embarrass Mr. Johnson for getting excited. And truth be told, she was actually getting excited from the taboo event.

On the other hand, she could remain in place and pretend not to notice. Preventing Mr. Johnson from any embarrassment and enjoying the feeling just a little bit longer.

Nancy remained in place, slowly continuing to work on the puzzle but not accomplishing much as her mind was elsewhere. She rocked in his lap slowly, pretending the motions were part of working on the puzzle.

Her pussy was on fire though. His cock felt so good pressed up into her panties. She wanted to rock harder and faster but knew that it would ruin the guise of simply moving to work on the puzzle.

Nancy felt like she was nearing orgasm. She didn't know how she would hide it. Suddenly, Mr. Johnson saved her from herself.

“I think it’s time for lunch,” Mr Johnson said, “What do you think?”

“Yes. I think you're right,” Nancy replied as she stood up.

Right before Nancy moved away toward the kitchen, Mr. Johnson caught the faintest scent of a woman's arousal. Mr. Johnson smiled and pulled his robe shut.

“I’m going to go sit in my easy chair while you prepare lunch,” Mr. Johnson said.

“Okay. No problem,” Nancy replied.

Part of her was relieved that Mr. Johnson would not be watching her while she moved about the kitchen. She felt like her sexual arousal was written all over her face. She was aware of her damp panties and reached between her legs to confirm it.

Her touch sparked through her body, shooting a pleasure response coursing through her. Nancy inadvertently let out a moan and she almost orgasmed right then.

“What was that, dear?” Mr. Johnson asked from his easy chair.

“Umm, I almost dropped the food,” Nancy lied.

Lunch was ready, but instead of calling Mr. Johnson to the table, she carried his plate of food to him.

“Thank you,” Mr. Johnson beamed as he took her hand and placed a small kiss on the back of her hand.

Nancy blushed and quickly returned to the kitchen. Mr. Johnson noticed that he smelled Nancy’s arousal on her hand as he kissed it.

Nancy sat at the kitchen table, eating her food while absentmindedly continuing to work on the puzzle. She focused on the three women, finding more pieces to fill in their bodies further.

Nancy was setting the pieces in place when a realization hit her. The women were naked! Their bare breasts were exposed and staring back at her. She stopped and looked at the uncompleted puzzle and the bare breasts in front of her.

As she looked at each of their nipples, her own nipples began to harden under her dress. Nancy reached down between her legs and started slowly rubbing her panties under her dress.

She thought about Mr. Johnson and his hard cock. She thought about bare breasts and what it would feel like to expose her breasts to Mr. Johnson.

Nancy closed her eyes and pictured herself exposing her breasts to him. She watched his cock grow as he looked at her. He then slid his hard cock into her wet pussy.

“How’s the puzzle coming?” Mr. Johnson’s voice boomed from right next to her.

Nancy snapped out of her fantasy and moved her hand away from her pussy quickly. She saw him standing next to her, looking down at her. She wondered if Mr. Johnson had noticed what she was doing.

“They're… they're naked,” Nancy said with a shaky voice.

“Oh, yes. I remember this puzzle now. It was one of my favorites,” Mr. Johnson said acting as if a nude puzzle was a completely normal thing.

“Please excuse me,” Nancy said, “ I need to go use the restroom. Feel free to work on the puzzle if you want.”

“That's okay. I have more fun doing it with you,” Mr. Johnson said as he returned to his easy chair.

Nancy entered the bathroom and let out a sigh of relief. If Mr. Johnson had caught her, he didn't let on to that fact.

Nancy pulled down her panties and lifted her dress before sitting on the toilet. She didn't need to pee, she just needed an excuse to make a quick escape.

She sat there in her thoughts. She thought about Mr. Johnson watching her play with herself before interrupting her. The thought excited her. She imagined playing with her pussy while Mr. Johnson watched.

She’d never had exhibitionist thoughts before, but now found the idea thrilling. Nancy considered playing with herself as she sat on the toilet, but quickly dismissed the idea. For all she knew, Mr. Johnson could be standing on the other side of the door and would hear her moans of pleasure as she got herself off.

Nancy pulled off a section of toilet paper and wiped her sexual arousal away. She dropped the damp paper in the toilet and flushed it away. After washing her hands and walking out of the bathroom, she felt like herself again.

Nancy kept herself busy cleaning for the rest of the afternoon, keeping her mind off of dirty thoughts and focused on her tasks. Mr. Johnson continued to sit in his easy chair, watching television as the hours ticked by.

As the afternoon had turned to evening, Nancy began to prepare dinner for herself and Mr. Johnson. Her mind would sometimes drift to sexual thoughts, but Nancy would quickly shake them off and return her attention back to the task at hand.

“Dinner’s ready!” Nancy announced.

She brought two plates to the table and set them down. Then she returned to the kitchen to get drinks and gather Mr. Johnson’s pills.

She opened the pill container and looked inside. She noticed the small blue pill contained within. She poured the pills into her hand and began to wonder if Mr. Johnson’s new prescription was the cause of his newfound erections.

She quickly dismissed the idea, deciding that a doctor would surely not prescribe pills that intentionally caused erections.

Nancy handed Mr. Johnson his pills followed by his glass of water. He swallowed them at once and then went about eating his dinner.

Nancy ate quietly as different thoughts danced in her head. Her eyes kept being drawn to the naked breasts on the puzzle in front of her. She looked up at Mr. Johnson and noticed that he too was looking at the women’s breasts. His lips were turned up into a small smile as he admired their naked features.

‘Mr. Johnson looked so handsome when he smiled,’ Nancy thought to herself. Nancy enjoyed seeing Mr. Johnson happy and wanted to give him the same happiness.

Nancy was brought back to reality when Mr. Johnson pushed his plate away, signifying that he was done eating.

Nancy jumped up and said, “I’ll go get your bath ready.”

“Thank you,” Mr. Johnson smiled.

Nancy went through the routine of filling Mr. Johnson’s bath with soapy water before exiting the bathroom only to find Mr. Johnson waiting in his bedroom. “Go ahead,” Nancy told him.

Mr. Johnson entered the bathroom but didn't bother to close the door behind him. Nancy stood frozen in the bedroom, watching Mr. Johnson disrobe and climb into the tub. His long, flaccid cock hung low between his legs.

Without having to be told, Nancy entered the bathroom once Mr. Johnson was settled. He looked up at her with a puzzled look on his face. Nancy wasn't sure what was wrong.

“Aren’t you going to change into your bathing suit?” Mr. Johnson asked.

‘Is that why he left the door open?’ Nancy thought to herself, ‘Was he hoping to see me change into my bikini?’

“I didn't bring it today. I was in such a rush because I was late that I didn't even think of it,” Nancy told him honestly.

Mr. Johnson had a slight look of disappointment. “I understand,” he said, “I just wouldn’t want to ruin your pretty dress.”

Nancy saw the sadness on his face. She wanted him to smile, like he did when he was looking at the puzzle. Nancy wanted to give him that kind of happiness.

“It won’t get ruined,” Nancy said with a big smile on her face.

Mr. Johnson looked at her, wondering what she meant when Nancy grabbed the bottom of her dress and slowly pulled it up over her head.

Mr. Johnson’s eyes followed Nancy’s dress as it lifted. First watching more of her legs come into view before her lacy, white panties made their appearance.

Next, he watched her smooth, flat stomach become visible to him.

And then finally, Nancy’s large, round breasts bounced free from her dress as they broke free from the dress's constraints.

Once the dress was off Nancy’s head, she was able to see Mr. Johnson’s wide smile. She glowed with pride and knew she had made the right choice. Nancy hung her dress on a hook behind the bathroom door before kneeling down next to the tub.

Nancy didn't bother to use the washcloth this time. She poured the body wash into her hands and scrubbed Mr. Johnson’s back.

Once she was done, she moved to the front of Mr. Johnson. Her exposed tits hung right in front of his face as she ran her hands up and down Mr. Johnson‘s chest.

Mr. Johnson eyed Nancy’s tits and licked his lips. Her nipples seemingly begging to be sucked.

As Nancy moved her hands down to his stomach, something emerged from the water. The head of Mr. Johnson’s cock slowly ascended above the waterline like a submarine’s periscope.

Nancy watched it grow as she continued to rub Mr. Johnson’s stomach. Then, as nonchalantly as possible, Nancy reached out and grasped his cock.

“Let’s get you nice and clean,” Nancy cooed.

Her fingers were barely able to wrap around the full girth of his hard cock. Nancy started sliding her hand up and down the full length of his shaft. She used slow, deliberate strokes as she marveled at the size of Mr. Johnson’s cock.

Nancy then released his cock and scooped her hands into the water, bringing out a pool of water in her hands. She held her hands over the tip of Mr. Johnson’s cock and opened a gap between her palms. Water flowed down, over his cock washing away the soapy suds.

She finished his bath after cleaning his legs and feet without incident. “Time to get out.” Nancy smiled at Mr. Johnson.

Nancy helped Mr. Johnson to his feet as the rest of his hard cock emerged from the water. Nancy held his arms as he stepped out of the tub. She took a quick step backward, causing Mr. Johnson to stumble into her body.

Her large tits pressed into his wet chest and his hard cock was sandwiched between their bodies. Nancy slid down Mr. Johnson’s body to pick up his towel, allowing his ridged member to glide between her soft, welcoming tits.

Nancy started drying his feet and legs before wrapping the towel around the back of his legs. She rubbed the towel up his legs as she raised up on her knees.

Mr. Johnson’s cock wedged itself between Nancy’s tits again. She went about drying Mr. Johnson while pretending like nothing was amiss. She rubbed the towel up and down his ass while moving her body up and down at the same time.

Mr. Johnson was looking down, watching and feeling his cock fuck Nancy’s tits. He wanted to thrust his cock as well but was determined to maintain the illusion that nothing sexual was occurring between them.

Nancy stood up as she dried Mr. Johnson’s back. She looked into his eyes and smiled while working. She then took a step back to dry his chest. Her tits broke contact from Mr. Johnson for the first time since getting out of the tub.

Mr. Johnson took the opportunity to look at them and could see that her nipples had become hard and inflamed. He was staring at them when Nancy dropped to her knees again. She used the towel to dry his hard cock now.

She wrapped the towel around his shaft in her hand and slowly stroked it up and down. Then she released his cock and grasped his scrotum with the towel. She rolled his balls in her hand as she looked at the details of Mr. Johnson’s impressive cock.

Nancy then dropped the towel and admired ‘her work.’

“Looks like we’re all done,” Nancy said as she continued to gaze upon Mr. Johnson's instrument.

Nancy’s treatment had caused a bead of pre-cum to form at the tip of Mr. Johnson’s cock. Nancy noticed this and said, “Oops. Looks like we missed a spot.”

She glided the tip of her thumb across the head of his cock, transferring the pre-cum onto her fingertip. Nancy then looked up and Mr. Johnson and pressed the tip of her thumb between her lips. She seductively sucked the remnants from her finger and then dropped her hand.

Nancy leaned forward and slowly stood, encompassing Mr. Johnson’s cock between her tits one last time before returning to her feet. She then tucked her arm into Mr. Johnson’s and said, “Let's get you to bed now.”

She guided Mr. Johnson out of the bathroom without bothering to retrieve his robe. He walked into his bedroom completely nude, without question, and lay on his bed.

“Would you like me to lay with you again until you're ready to go to sleep?” Nancy asked while standing next to the bed.

“Yes, please,” Mr. Johnson replied as he looked at Nancy’s bare tits.

Nancy climbed onto the bed and snuggled up next to Mr. Johnson. She pressed her tits into his side and rested her hand on his chest. She began rubbing his chest as she looked down at his hard cock.

Mr. Johnson’s cock was pointing up towards his chest. It hovered about an inch above his stomach as it seemed to be looking back at Nancy.

Lifting her hand off Mr. Johnson’s chest she moved it down to his cock. With her index finger extended she pushed his cock down into his stomach, “Does it hurt?” she asked as she released the pressure from his cock.

Nancy smiled as she watched it bounce back up and continued to hover effortlessly in a gravity-defying state.

“Does it hurt?” Mr. Johnson repeated as he looked down to watch Nancy toying with his manhood.

“No, but it's a little uncomfortable. I don't think I will be able to go to sleep tonight until I take care of it,” he added.

“Oh? You're going to take care of it before you go to sleep?” Nancy questioned.

“Probably. After you leave.”

“After I leave?”

“Well, yes.”

“But you said you couldn't go to sleep until after you took care of it.”

“Yes, that's right.”

“And I promised you that I would lay with you until you are ready to go to sleep.”

“Umm,” Mr. Johnson had a loss of words.

“So go ahead and take care of it. I don't mind.”

“I don't know. Are you sure?” asked Mr. Johnson timidly.

Nancy rolled over on top of Mr. Johnson. Her tits pressed into his chest and his cock pressed up between her legs. She then reached over the nightstand and pumped some lotion into her hand.

She rolled back off of Mr. Johnson and wrapped her lotion-filled hand around his cock. She stroked his cock as she squeezed it tightly, coating his cock in lotion.

“Does that answer your question?” Nancy asked as she released his cock.

Mr. Johnson remained silent and motionless until Nancy grabbed his hand and brought it to his cock. Still needing further encouragement, Nancy moved his hand up and down his cock.

Mr. Johnson finally took over and started slowly stroking his cock. Nancy kept her hand on his for a few minutes as she watched their hands glide up and down his long, thick shaft.

Nancy then pulled her hand away and discreetly tucked it between her thighs. Her fingers slowly rubbed against her slit as she watched Mr. Johnson masturbate.

She was extremely turned on and wished it was Mr. Johnson’s cock rubbing against her pussy, causing her love juices to begin flowing. Nancy pictured all of the sexual interactions the two of them had shared leading up to this moment, when one particular interaction bubbled to the top.

Nancy thought about how Mr. Johnson had almost caught her masturbating at the kitchen table. She thought about how she wanted him to catch her. To watch her touching herself.

That's when Nancy slowly started spreading her legs. Her movements now visible to Mr. Johnson’s eyes. His focus went directly to Nancy’s crotch and he watched her fingers rub up and down her slit over her panties.

Nancy was watching Mr. Johnson stroke his cock and imagined what it must feel like inside her. Her fingers swept upward, past the hem of her panties, and then she pushed them back down, under the fabric of her lacy panties.

The feeling of flesh on flesh was intense. Nancy pushed harder against her pussy until two of her fingers penetrated her sex.

Nancy worked her fingers in and out of her pussy, moaning loudly as her pleasure grew. She continued to observe Mr. Johnson’s cock and knew that her two small digits were nothing in size compared to the thick girth of Mr. Johnson’s cock.

Nancy forced a third finger into her pussy, and then a fourth. Her pussy felt fuller than it ever had as she work her hand back and forth.

‘This must be more like what Mr. Johnson’s cock would feel like,’ Nancy thought to herself.

She pumped her hand faster as she saw Mr. Johnson pick up the pace of his strokes too. She felt her orgasm quickly approaching.

‘Mr. Johnson‘s going to…’ “Watch me cum!” Nancy moaned out the end of her thought aloud.

“Ooooooh!” she moaned loudly and convulsed as her intense orgasm rocked her body.

A moment later, Mr. Johnson verbalized his pleasure, “Ohhhhhhh!”

Long, thick ropes of cum streamed from his cock covering his stomach and chest. Nancy was amazed by the amount of cum he produced and immediately imagined what it would feel like to fill her pussy, sending a second, smaller orgasm through her body.

Mr. Johnson’s hand and body went limp. His breathing was labored but he had a look of satisfaction on his face. Nancy slowly removed her fingers from her pussy and slid her hand out from her panties.

She sat up and crawled off the bed. She ran to the bathroom and returned holding the towel she had used to dry Mr. Johnson’s body. She leaned over Mr. Johnson and started cleaning the cum from his chest and stomach.

Once she had removed all evidence of semen from his torso, she folded the towel over and started cleaning his cock. She was gentle with her strokes as she knew it would be highly sensitive after orgasm.

She wiped away the lotion and ejaculate from his cock before returning to the bathroom. When she came back out she was dressed in her summer dress and still holding the towel in one hand and Mr. Johnson’s robe in the other.

“Would you like to lock the door behind me after I leave?” she asked.

“Actually, I have a better idea,” he replied as he reached for his nightstand drawer.

Mr. Johnson pulled the drawer open and pulled out a solitary key. “Why don't you lock it yourself after you leave?” he said as he handed her the key.

“This way you can come and go as you please, and I don't have to get out of bed whenever you go home,” he continued.

“Okay!” Nancy replied happily.

She went back to hang up the robe and then returned to Mr. Johnson’s side. Let’s tuck you in,” Nancy said as she started pulling back the covers under Mr. Johnson.

Mr. Johnson shifted his weight so the bedding could be pulled down and then back up over his body.

Nancy then leaned down and gave him a kiss on the cheek. “I had a really nice day today,” she said softly, “Good night. I'll see you in the morning.”

“So did I,” Mr. Johnson smiled, “Good night. See you tomorrow, dear.”

Nancy turned to walk out of the room. As she made it to the doorway, she turned and looked back at Mr. Johnson. She then put her fingers up to her lips and blew him a kiss good night before shutting off the lights.

Nancy tossed the dirty towel into the washing machine as she passed it on her way to the front door. Once outside, she pushed her new key into the keyhole and twisted, locking the front door.

On the way to her car, Nancy hooked the key onto her keychain and then drove home.

To be continued.