Her full, pouty, sex kitten lips curled up into a fuck me smile. “It’ll be a shame to lose such a nice young man. You’ve been awfully helpful in the absence of Edward’s father.”

I couldn’t breathe as her hand moved up to brush a stray piece of hair off of my forehead. Her hand trailed down my cheek and the moved over my collar bone to my shoulder and then down my arm.

She licked her lips again and if possible my dick swelled even more at the sight. “You will come back to visit, won’t you, sugar?”

“Uh…”

“Mom!” Edward’s voice yelled from outside of the pool house. “It’s Dad.”

Although I desperately wanted my body to move, it wouldn’t. I wanted to touch her, to sweep her up, to press her against the rugged walls and fuck her like she hadn’t been fucked before. I wanted to taste her tongue, her tits, her belly button, her pussy. I’d had all those fantasies and now was my chance to make it happen.

I could’ve easily lifted her up and slammed her back into the wall, ripping those little bikini bottoms that taunted me off in one motion. I could fill her up with my pulsating cock and shiver when I heard her little noises of ecstasy. I could easily make her scream my name, if only I could get my body to respond to anything my brain was saying to it.

But instead of fucking my best friend’s mom in her pool house, I just stood there like an idiot, practically drooling on her.