Secret Housewives Society – by CorysLife

“What?” Carol asked as I stopped the car infront of Mrs. Johnson’s house. I got out and told my sister I’d be back in to seconds.

“Hey Mrs. Johnson” I said, breathing heavy because I had jogged to her porch all the way from my car.

“Good morning, David.” Mrs. Johnson said. She was wearing a robe that didn’t do very well at covering her soft, beautiful tits. She had a scar from a surgery she had years ago, I couldn’t remember what it was for but Alan had told me about it. Fuck, Alan, I forgot to check his messages.

“Mrs. Blake said you needed some help?” I said, trying to sound casual but talking fast because I knew Carol was waiting and we didn’t have much time at all to get to school.

“Oh yeah I was telling Catherine about how I needed my new addition painted. I don’t have much money since Bob got laid off but I’m sure I can figure something out for whoever helps out with it.” She said, plopping down in a chair on her porch, making her gorgeous tits bounce in her robe.

Mr. Johnson was a lucky man, he was nearly 10 years older than his wife and was growing a bit of a stomach over the years. I haven’t seen him around much, but his daughter, Brooke, does have a class with me so I might ask her about it.

“I’ll stop by after school.” I said, rushing off the porch.

“No, no, come at six.” She said, with a little giggle.

“Alright.” I said, a little laugh to myself as I jogged back to my car. My sister just rolled her eyes when I got back in and started up the car again. We finally got to school and Carol acted like she had no idea who I was once we got there. She just got out the car and walked away, her ass jiggling a little in her short black shorts, I saw a group of guys turn their heads when she walked past and look down at her ass.

I slightly ran to my English class, and somehow managed to get there before the bell. Alan was already there and waiting for me at my desk.

“Why haven’t you checked my messages?” He asked in a whisper.

“Why are you whispering and my phone died before I could.” I said, sitting my stuff down next to my desk.

“Dude, just check them, but not here. Wait till after class.” He said, walking back over to his desk as the bell rang.

Curiosity got the best of me and I pulled out my phone, Alan saw me do so and shook his head “no” as I turned it on and waited for it to get done. I didn’t notice the bell had already finished ringing and my teacher noticed my phone in my hand and walked over to me.

“Give it. You can have it back after your presentation.” She said, she was slightly bending over and looking at me, she was already a bit tall for a woman without the heels on, and with her heels she was wearing today she had to be at least six feet. I handed it to her and watched her walk away, I pretended to bend over to get stuff out of my book bag, and I watched her ass sway as she walked down the row of desk back to the front of the class. She was wearing a pink, knee-length skirt and white button up shirt.

She was gorgeous, and her ass was really firm for her age. She lived in my neighborhood and on the weekends I would see her running. She always worse a pink sports bra and grey yoga pants when she ran around our neighborhood. She was new to the neighborhood and only knew people there from meeting her student’s parents.

“Alan, David, your turn.” She said as she sat at her desk, pulling up our presentation of the board infront of the class. No porn video unlike my dream, thank god.

We presented and everything went smoothly, we had done tons of presentations together so everything went pretty smoothly and we had good chemistry. I didn’t pay much attention to the rest of the presentations because of what was on my phone. I couldn’t handle being in class anymore and asked Mrs. Smith to go to the bathroom.

I quickly made my way out the backdoor of the classroom, the lights were off so I didn’t think anyone would notice the tent growing in my jeans, and I sat at the back of the class. The hallway was a different story. It was a minute or so walk to the bathrooms on our hall and I hoped to god no one walked out and saw that I had a hard on during class. I made it into the bathroom and noticed no one was in there with me, so I took one of the stalls and sat down.

The bathroom smelled like cleaning supplies so I figured no one would be coming in anytime soon. I turned my phone back on and opened Alan’s texts. I couldn’t believe my eyes. The three pictures he had sent me were of Mrs. Johnson, Mrs. Smith, and a bunch of other women from the neighborhood naked!

There was one of Mrs. Johnson and Mrs. Smith both giving him a blowjob. Mrs. Johnson had her hand wrapped around his dick as both of them slid their tongues up and down his shaft. The third picture was of another woman on her knees as he had his cock in her ass, taking her doggy style. My cock started to throb in my jeans, to the point that it began to hurt a little and I had to handle myself, I couldn’t go back to class like this. I pulled up XNXX.COM on my phone and pulled up the first video that came up.

It was a video of a petite latina. She was on her knees on a bed covered in white sheets, as a white guy stoof at the edge of it with his cock sticking out of his pants. She was massaging his shaft, running her hand up and down it as they kissed passionately. She gave him one last soft kiss before parting their lips from each other and lowering her head to his member. Her tongue flicked across the purple head as he slid his hand around her hips, reaching between her thighs and rapidly fingering her.

Her moans were way too loud, so I lowered the volume. The girl looked so much like Mrs. Blake and that was the hottest part about the video. I closed my eyes and imagined that I was that guy and the girl was Catherine laying on her stomach and engulfing my cock and pushing it down her throat. Soon my hand was covered in warm, white liquid and I grabbed some tissue and cleaned it off. Letting my cock grow soft before stepping out and washing my hands.

I walked down the hall quickly and knocked on the back door to the class. Alan let me back in and I noticed there was about ten minutes left in class before we’d move on to our next class of the day. There was only four classes a day but they were all an hour and a half long. The final presentation ended at almost the time the bell rang for us to leave.

The rest of the day moved slowly as thoughts of visiting Mrs. Johnson after school swam in my head. Did she really need her walls painted?

Once my last class ended I hurried to the senior parking lot and got in my car, throwing my bookbag into the backseat and starting the car, almost pulling out of my parking spot before realizing I had to wait for my sister. It was another five minutes before Carol got to my car and I could finally leave. It was probably the fastest ride home in all my years of being in school. I had no idea what to expect with Mrs. Johnson so as soon as I stepped inside my house I went up to my bedroom and put on some fresh clothes. grabbing some expensive cologne I had gotten from my uncle a few years ago and I had only ever used on two other occations, my grandmother’s funeral, and my grandfather’s 100th birthday.

I was going to brush my hair in the bathroom but Carol was in the shower. The door was locked and I could hear water and her singing so I decided my hair was fine how it was and went to the living room and watched some TV. It was only 5:30 and I had thirty minutes to kill. Criminal Minds was on, I’d never been a huge fan, in fact I’d only ever seen one other episode. My girlfriend was a finatic and was always talking about it so I figured I would leave it on and watch it so I would have something to text my girlfriend about when I got home, she’ll be esctatic.

I almost lost track of time watching the show, because when I looked at my phone the time read 5:54. I nearly jumped up off the couch and yelled up the stairs to my sister that I was going to go help out Mrs. Johnson and that I would be home in a bit. I rushed out the front door, nearly slamming it on the way out and hopped in my car. As I was almost to her house I noticed there was four other cars in her driveway. Unusual since there was usually only one, and that one wasn’t even there.

There was no space on the driveway so I parked my car on the curb. I stepped out of my car slowly, taking note that all the curtains on the windows were closed. I walked through the freshly cut lawn and onto the porch, taking a second to check myself over before knocking on the cherry red front door. Mrs. Johnson opened up the door with a huge smiled on her face, taking my hand in her much smaller, much softer hands and pulling me inside. Once I was inside she gave me a hug, wrapping her arms around my neck and hugging me tight. She smelled so good, I think it was vanilla that she had on but it could have been something else, I just know it smelled really good.

“I’m so glad you’re here!’ She continued to say with a huge smile on her face. I noticed she was wearing really chill clothes. Sweatpants, baggy white shirt, and white socks.

“No problem, so which room is it?” I asked, looking her up and down and hoping she hadn’t noticed me stop for a second to look at her cleavage. The shirt was showing a lot of cleavage and part of her pink bra.

She took my hand and lead me into the next room. It was the living room and there was a lot of people there, six I think, not including Mrs. Johnson.

“What -” I started to say but Mrs. Johnson cut me off.

“I would have told you but I didn’t think you would come if I did.” She said, wrapping her soft, tanned arms around my waist, pulling me slightly closer.

“You see, the girls and I get bored sometimes and all of us LOVE being with younger men.” She continued to say, a sexy smile dancing on her lips.

“And after we had your friend Alan last night, your name was brought up and we figured since Catherine had to be cut out of the fun, we do another tonight.” She said, looking over at Mrs. Blake who was sitting on the white sofa. Mrs. Blake blushed and whispered into another woman’s ear, I didn’t know who personally but I had seen her around the neighborhood.