Neighborhood Mom, Part II - Sex Stories

Neighborhood Mom, Part II

... gunshot, the click reverberating off the walls of the tiny bathroom. Fuck. What if I woke someone? I guess I could hide the panties in the sink cabinet behind the cleaning supplies if anyone was awake when I left the bathroom. Then later I could retrieve them and put them back where they were when nobody was looking. I listened for what felt like several minutes. I heard nothing. Phew. I turned the panties inside out, laying them on the counter so the dried wetness of her pussy was visible. I ripped my pants open and my cock sprang out, hard, throbbing, bouncing with every beat of my pulse. Veins ran high and the head glistened with precum. I started pumping it. And then behind me, I heard the door latch click again. I would say I was mortified. But then, that doesn't really do it justice. My heart stopped. Quite literally, I'm sure of it. In a nanosecond, my heart stopped, and then surged again. My vision went fuzzy in that way that you can only see like you're looking through a tunnel and everything else is blurry and dark. Adrenaline surged. Instantly my mind was racing for something to stammer out. Some explanation that made me not a creep. In the mirror in front of me I could see the door opening and a humoresque shape coming through it. I grabbed blindly for the panties, my vision locked through the mirror on the person coming through the door. I managed to pull them off the counter but more as a sweep than a grab and as they moved from the counter, they fell. But not ...

... far. I felt them land - draped over my throbbing cock. My vision started to return and I focused on the person behind me. I couldn't see all of her as I was blocking the line of sight between the mirror and the door. It was C. I could see her face. I wanted to stammer something, but no words could come to me. Her dirty blonde hair was tousled and her eyes flashed. She was smiling. A smile I would come to know well. It was this sort of grin that was both innocent and devlish at the same time. A warm smile. Friendly yet foretelling. I calmed a little as our eyes locked in the mirror. She slid through the door, her back to the wall and pushed it closed it behind her. She did not close it stealthily like I had tried; rather just pushed it softly closed. "Good morning" she said in a low, sultry voice - like a loud whisper. And she winked. C was the only woman I've ever known that winked when she was being sexy. I guess maybe that's more a guy thing. But it was her thing. I stammered some kind of reply. I don't even know what. C stepped forward. It was a small bathroom. Stepping forward she was now right behind me. I could feel her behind me, close. Had she seen the panties? I didn't think so. My body was blocking that view. My heart was now racing so fast I thought it would pound right out of me. What could I do? I could pull them off my cock and let them fall to the floor, but then she would see them. Waste basket? Too far away, I'd never get to it without her noticing. "Whatcha ...