Mother's Obsession

No Self-Control Pt. 2

Lisa Warden (P.O.V.)

"I cannot wait until I get home, I need to help myself now." I barely manage to say through heavy breathing. I gripped my one clean hand on the wheel and start to unbutton my own pants.

I look in each mirror to make sure the road is still empty and then slide a hand down into my panties. I squirm a bit to give myself some room and sigh when my finger meets my own lips.

"Oh god I did not realize I was this wet for you. Mm... I wish it was you playing with me right now." I slide my finger between my lips and find my cl*t, then rub in slow circular motions. My eyes have trouble staying open all the way and my entire body stiffens. After a moment of teasing myself, I slid my finger inside, wiggling it around. I am so wet that a soft slop noise can be heard as the only thing breaking the silence between us.

I glance sideways at Callum, looking at his face before my eyes wandered down to his lap. I was disappointed to see that he was attempting to tuck away his c*ck yet amused that he is struggling from staying hard.

I fantasize about us pulling over and making love right there in the side lane before he has a chance to make himself presentable again. My thoughts about him got me even more excited and I slipped in a second finger, digging around in a hooking motion to make my playing feel closer to what you would feel like inside of me. The wet slopping noise became louder, and I could not help but let out a soft moan in between heavy breaths.

I pumped my fingers into myself harder and deeper, separating them inside to rub against every part of my warm, wet walls. I bring my thumb back to my cl*t to massage myself. My speed makes this sloppy, but it still feels nice, so much that I could not help but let out another moan that was more projecting than the last. I lift my butt in my seat as a wave of pleasure is sent through my body.

"There is nobody here...I want to feel you in some way, please?" I plead, hoping that Callum would understand what I want.

Without even a second passing he reaches up and grabs my bre*st through my opened robe. I let out a sigh of pleasure as soon as I feel your touch. Even through my robe, my bre*sts were easy to squeeze and fondle. My hard n*pple can be felt sticking out even though my robe was rather thick. Without words I can still sense how much we both wish there did not need to be clothes in our way. I imagine feeling your hands against my skin, then your fingers wandering my areola to find and pinch my n*pples.

I grasped the steering wheel tighter and force myself to look straight ahead. My butt wiggles in my seat again as pleasure pulses through my entire body. The juices of my pu**y drip out into my panties leaving them moist. I slide in a third finger easily but soon realize I was close to finishing. My legs shake and I was just about to c*m when I pull my thumb away from my cl*t.

I slip out and almost whimper at cutting my fun short.

 "I want you to be the one that makes me finish. Please...I need you." I begged and looked over.

My eyes are filled with desperation that I knew Callum could not resist even if he wanted to. He slid his hand into my undone robe as I grab the wheel with half my hand, leaving the sticky fingers lifted to the air. His larger finger slides into me with ease and I cry out with pleasure.

"More! I need more..."

Callum slid a second, then a third finger inside. It only took a few seconds for me to become as close as I was before.

I did not bother holding back as I finished, I let a loud moan that sounds stronger from being in the small space of a car. I pushed harder into the bottom of the seat to force my weight down over Callum’s fingers as I squirt, enjoying the feeling of him being deeper within me. My juices drip along the length of his fingers and seeps into his palm. Every muscle of mine then relaxes and I take a final deep breath. When the act of pleasure was done, we exchanged a glance at each other and begin to giggle. He still had his d**k half- out and he was bending his arm in a funny position to be able to please me.

"You look so silly right now. I love you!" I exclaimed.

Callum Johnson (P.O.V.)

“I love you too.” I responded to Lisa before I pecked her on the lips and sought to collect myself to return to my other girlfriend.

I opened the car door and shut it quickly. I bent to the window’s level and waved goodbye at Lisa.

“Goodbye!! Please be safe on your way home baby.” I gave Lisa one last peck on the lips before I made my way into the house. It was really late now so I had hoped that Colette would be asleep by now because I wreaked of s*x and I was certain that she would be able to smell it on me. 

As I made my way onto the front porch, I realized that my luggage was gone, and my heart sank. She is awake and she was not afraid to let me know that she is. I felt almost afraid to enter the house, but I told myself that she does not know about the affair, so there is no need to panic. I just have to come up with a good excuse as to why I am home late and why my luggage got to the house before I did.

I took a deep breath before I entered the house. Okay. I can do this.

I entered the house and immediately made my way into the bedroom. I did not take any detours whatsoever. When I got into the room, Colette was on the bed, on her phone smiling brightly.

“Hey.” I said nonchalantly as I began peeling my clothes off to get ready to shower.

“Hi.” Colette said dryly.

I narrowed my eyes at her suspiciously.

“Are you okay?” I asked her as I grabbed my towel.

“Have not seen me in months, your fiancé, your pregnant fiancé, and all you have to say is hey…not even a hug or anything. I just do not know how to feel about that.” She explained.

I am moving suspicious aren’t I.

I approached her on the bed and opened my arms to hug her but then she pushed me away.

“Never mind it. You smell like s*x and cheap perfume.” She said and moved away from me, averting her eyes back to her phone.

She knows. What do I do…what do I say? Should I warn Lisa? Maybe she does not know, and she is just speculating…maybe she knows I have been unfaithful, but she does not know with whom.

For my own safety, I chose to ignore the remark and I made my way into the shower to wash away the sins of the night.