A Cock in the Hand Ch. 06 - Sex Stories

A Cock in the Hand Ch. 06

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I sat in disbelief, wondering if Wayne would call first, or if Mom would get home with the kids first. Either one was going to be tough to deal with, after what had just happened.

It was like a bad dream. I had just given myself to a man I had never met before, only hours after he came to do work on our new house. The raw gape in my pussy, reminded me--it was real. That huge, hard cock had been inside me, pounding me as I begged the stranger to fuck me.

Wayne and I were going through a rough patch after the move, but he didn't deserve this. I wondered how I could face either one of them, and pretend nothing happened. But I had to. I could never tell Wayne and if I dared confide in Mom, it would not go well.

"Why did you buy those stupid bikinis, Amy!" I asked myself.

I had seen them at work, on sale--and it seemed like a cute idea for Mom and me. How could I have known, that Wayne had arranged for him to come to the house that day?

"Why the fuck didn't you tell me, Wayne! And why the fuck did you have to flirt with him, Mom!" I yelled, trying to push my guilt off on them.

But they didn't make me continue to flirt--when I was alone with him. They didn't make me touch his cock--after I teased him hard. They didn't make me do anything.

Suddenly the phone rang, and when I saw the phone number, it hit me. I forgot to call to interview a potential babysitter recommended by a friend from work.

"Hello, Betsy. So sorry, I've been dealing with ...

... some urgent matters at hand, and completely forgot to call," I said, frantically.

"No problem. I know the feeling well; can we reschedule, or I'm free now if you are," she said, politely.

I took a deep breath. "Now's good." I gained my composure and went to the office to get my notes. "Rachel has great things to say about you. Let's see..." I found my notes and her resumé. "It looks like you've been doing this for twelve years now?"

"Yes, with six different families. I've been at the Wachowskis for about four, and their kids are old enough to take care of themselves now."

As the interview continued, I felt a sense of normalcy again, and we continued for around forty-five minutes. She said she could start tomorrow, but I told her my mother was here for another week, and I would talk to my husband and get back with her by tomorrow.

I hung up, and normalcy evaporated quickly. I looked at the table where I had been thoroughly and completely fucked, just a couple hours earlier, and the mind-numbing tingle returned--between my legs. That cock filled me completely, and the thought of never having that feeling again, made the emptiness I was experiencing, seem overwhelming.

Why did I touch it in the first place? I had to know there was no turning back after that, but I did it anyway. It was just so damn big compared to Wayne, or anyone I had ever been with.

As I replayed that moment and how it felt in my hand, I found myself getting aroused all over again. It was ...