Growing boy- 2

Clunk. Eric’s eyes popped open at the sound of the door closing on his mother’s car. He had been so deep into his erotic fantasy he hadn’t heard her drive up. His body halfway jerked off the bed in full cover-his-ass mode before he realized that this was his chance. He sank back onto the bed and arranged his cock until it was once more pointed skyward. Glancing to his left, he saw that the door to his room wasn’t quite closed. It wouldn’t close completely unless he gave it a good shove and he estimated that the inch wide crack was just about right. He leaned back on the pillows and resumed stroking. To his surprise, his cock hadn’t flagged in the least. In fact, it looked as if it were eager for whatever was going to happen.

Rachel walked into the house carrying the new shoes for which she had spent the morning shopping. They were just the thing for the demure, yet revealing, little dress she was going to wear for her date that evening. Richard Dearing probably wouldn’t notice her shoes, but he would notice the way the four inch heels showcased her legs. Besides, the new shoes would make her feel sexy, and if she felt sexy then she would look sexy, and that meant Richard would likely keep a boner in his pants all night.