Kathy Andrews - Peeping tom mom

At bedtime, Jeff still gave no indication about her going with him. She was becoming nervous again. Not nervous, really, but anxious. Peggy had to admit to herself she wanted to go with him, and maybe they could see more excitement together.

At eleven, Jeff came to her. "Ready to go, Mom?"

Peggy's heart thudded. "Go where?" she asked innocently.

"Like last night, Mom," he said. "Don't you wanna go with me tonight?"

Peggy was in her chair, and he stood near. Her eyes raked the front of his pants, but he didn't have a hard-on. Then she noticed her son was gazing openly at her thighs. Her skirt had hiked up past her knees as she sat there, almost to her lap. Peggy didn't flush or feel embarrassed. Instead, her gaze went back down to his pants, and she admitted she was disappointed by his lack of a hard-on. She stood up, saying, "Let me change first."

Again she dressed in tight jeans and shirt, wondering why she felt it necessary. Her skin and blouse would have been okay, and probably cooler since it was so hot.

By the time she had locked the door and put the key into her pocket, Jeff was clutching her hand again, and they walked off down the sidewalk. The street lamps cast a silvery kind of harsh light, and they walked slowly. Peggy noticed her son was looking at houses as they walked and hoped he would not choose a house nearby.

Roughly four blocks away, he pulled his mother off the sidewalk and they crept silently along the side of a house until they reached a lighted window. Peggy wondered how many people in this town left lights on in the bedroom, with the drapes wide open. It was, she thought, almost as if they wanted someone to peek in at them, to watch the things they did with one another.

There was no one in the bedroom, but when she started to pull at Jeff's hand, he drew her back, whispering, "Wait, Mom. Someone will bet here in a minute."

Jeff was right.

A man and woman came from an adjoining bathroom, both of them naked and still damp from a shower or bath. Peggy recognized the man right away. He was the young doctor who had recently set up practice in town. She had seen him once for a minor throat problem. The woman she knew, too. And it sure wasn't the doctor's wife. It was Sandra, Peggy's next door neighbor. Peggy wondered if Sandra's husband knew what was going on. He probably didn't; he was out of town so much on his job as a salesman.

"That's Sandra," Jeff whispered excitedly.

"Shhhh!" Peggy shushed him. "They might hear us."

"The window is closed, Mom," Jeff pointed out. He was staring with hot eyes into the room. "She's so pretty," he whispered. "Pretty titties, too."

Peggy gasped. Jeff had never said things like that in front of her before. But she had not gone out peeping into windows before, either, with or without her son.

Sandra was a tall redhead, with the creamy flesh usually associated with a redhead. Her green eyes shined with friendliness all the time. Her tits jutted out beautifully, with pale pink nipples. Even the hair on her cunt was red, Peggy noticed. She had very long, very luscious legs, and a swelling ass that was almost boyish.

The doctor was tall, with dark hair and dark eyes and a muscular body. His cock, standing out very hard with a huge head, was covered at the base with dark hair, but surprisingly he had very little hair on his balls.

"Have you seen them before, Jeff?" Peggy whispered to her son.

"Only the doctor," Jeff whispered back, "and with a different woman, his wife, I think. I've never seen Sandra with him. I saw her in her bedroom once, though."

Peggy had not realized just how beautiful her next door neighbor was until now. In fact, she would not have suspected that Sandra would be with any man except her own husband. And here she was, stark naked with the new doctor in town.

They watched the doctor and Sandra hug each other, kissing hotly. The doctor's hands moved down Sandra's back and caressed the swell of her ass, squeezing her ass cheeks as he pulled her lower body against his hard-on.

Peggy was breathing noisily as she saw Sandra pull back from the doctor, looking down at his cock with a smile on her face and heat in her green eyes. Sandra went to her knees before the doctor, caressing his cock with both her hands, grinning wickedly up at him. The doctor held her head, urging Sandra's lips to his prick. Peggy saw Sandra say something to the man, but they could not hear because of the closed window.

Sandra ran her tongue from her lips. Peggy thought it was the longest tongue she had ever seen. Sandra lapped the head of the doctor's cock, twirling her tongue about, then licked up and down the thick prick shaft. When she got to the cock head again, she opened her mouth, took his prick inside and sucked on his cock for awhile. Sandra, Peggy noticed, could not take all of it into her mouth, but only about half. But what she could do with that half sent a burning stab of hunger through Peggy, making her cunt throb and seep against the tight crotch of her jeans. The seam of Peggy's jeans was tight against her cunt, smashing at her clit, and she wiggled her ass as she watched Sandra sucking the doctor's thick cock.

After a few moments, the doctor pulled Sandra to her feet, kissed her again, then sat her on the edge of the bed. The doctor squatted on the floor as he spread Sandra's legs wide. Peggy heard her son grunt as they saw Sandra's wet, pink cunt. The red hair was thick at the top, thinning out along the puffy, steamy lips of her cunt. They could see the hardness of Sandra's clit.

"Ooooooo," Jeff moaned as the doctor squatted between Sandra's opened thighs, kissing and licking at them. They could see his tongue lick at the soft, creamy inner surfaces, going toward Sandra's cunt. "That's nice."

Peggy shivered, almost feeling the doctor's tongue probing her thighs. Jeff was not clutching her hand tonight, and she moved it along her lower stomach, but not quite touching her crotch.

Sandra was leaning back on her elbows, her legs spread very wide, her eyes closed, her red hair hanging down. The doctor ran his tongue higher, and then Peggy moaned as she saw him flick his tongue tip about Sandra's clit. She stared with hot, glassy eyes as the man lapped up and down Sandra's cunt, licking from her asshole to the tip of her clit, up and down… up and down. Sandra shook, lifting her hips from the bed and grinding her cunt into the doctor's face. Peggy and Jeff could almost see his tongue as it dipped into Sandra's cunt, flicking in and out like a cock. The man was holding the naked cheeks of Sandra's ass, lifting Sandra's bubbling cunt into his face. The doctor seemed to bury his face into that wet hairy cunt and smear his cheeks.

Again the doctor began lapping his tongue up and down Sandra's cunt, wiggling it into her pussy now and then, but paying most of his attention to her rigid clit. Sandra, Peggy and Jeff could see, was twisting and churning her cunt into the man's face with ecstasy. Once in awhile a shudder seemed to go through Sandra, and Peggy realized she was coming time and again.

Before she knew it, Peggy had her palm resting on the front of her son's pants, feeling the hot hardness of his cock on her palm. She had no idea how her hand had gotten there. She was sure her son had not pulled her hand to his cock, and she didn't remember putting it there herself. She felt his cock throb and her cunt boiled into a small orgasm, making her moan softly.

The doctor, still squatting between Sandra's thighs, was licking up and down the woman's cunt with obvious hunger. He fucked his tongue deep into Sandra's pussy, his mouth wide open. It seemed to Peggy that he was sucking on those puffy, hairy cunt lips as he fucked his tongue back and forth. Sandra was hunching her crotch up and down, grinding into his face and, from her expression of intense ecstasy, probably coming like crazy.