Her mom's home!
From Torg Adventure
"Crud," you mutter, looking at Kristen's mother's car sitting in the driveway. Looking over at Kristen, who was still nude from the waist up and was still blissfully unconscious. Turning on the light in the car you find her shirt, discarded when you fucked, and, after several minutes, you manage to get the shirt on her torso and buttoned up.
Grabbing Kristen's handbag, you stuff her bra in it, and, heading around the car, you open the passenger door. Bending down you pull Kristen's skirt back down her legs, and carefully you pick her up, eliciting a sleepy mewl from her in response. Walking up to her front door, you lean in and press the doorbell with your pinky. Standing there in the dark while you wait for Kristen’s mom to come to the door, a faint odor comes to you.
"Shit!" you mutter, smelling your cum, wafting almost imperceptibly, from Kristen’s well-used twat.
You turn thinking that maybe you should take Kristen home with you and {LAST_NAME}, when the porch light turns on. With a sinking feeling you turn back to the door, hoping that Kristen’s mom doesn’t notice anything as the you hear the locks on the door being disengaged.
Now Kristen and {LAST_NAME} have been friends for years, and over time you got the whole story about Kristen’s family life. Depending on who you talked to, Kristen's mom, Evelyn, is either an incredibly brave woman or the worlds biggest slut. Kristen’s mom had raven-colored hair that traveled down to her perfect heart shaped butt, and in heels her legs were about twenty miles long. One of your friends had once described her as a Pagan Fertility Goddess, so you could definitely see while even as a Freshmen in High School she caught the eye of the captain of the football team no less. Well after getting knocked up her Freshmen year, not only did she not disappear, she finished High school with a 4.0 average and managed to go to college while being a stripper.
"Oh my Lord!" Kristen’s mom said, shaking her head as she opened the door.
Silently groaning you could see that you have interrupted her bath. She was in the little silk Kimono that went to mid thigh. Her hair was damp, and you could see areas where she soaked the silk making it translucent. Her deep cleavage is also visible and inviting.
“You see {LAST_NAME} and Kristen celebrated a little too well Miss ...,” you start.
"{FIRST_NAME}, do I need to remind you what my name is?" Evelyn admonished you, slightly slurring her words.
"No, Evelyn you don’t," you say. "Like I said, Kristen and {LAST_NAME} celebrated a little too well and passed out on the way home."
"And she had such a big strong man to help carry her,” Evelyn says, playfully.
Even though you have come twice tonight, you can feel your dick starting to come to life again, and you decide to try and get going before you made an ass of yourself.
Looking at the couch, you ask, "You want me to put Kristen on the couch?"
Evelyn shakes her head. "No. Follow me upstairs and put her in her room."
Evelyn turned to lead you back to Kristen’s room, and you have to bite back a groan. Evelyn’s damp hair has done a job on the back of the robe, leaving both globes of Evelyn’s ass gloriously in view through the damp cloth. Following Evelyn to the stairs, you pass the open bathroom door and you glance seeing an open bottle wine with an empty glass sitting on the vanity.
Coming to the stairs, you start up with that ass right at eye level as if taunting you. The two of you enter Kristen’s room, and you place her on the bed.
Straightening up, you look at Kristen’s mom, a MILF in every sense of the word. "Okay, I’m going to get going now," you say.
"Could you wait a moment downstairs, {FIRST_NAME}? I'll cover Krissy up and see you out," Evelyn says.
Nodding, you head downstairs contemplating just bolting for the car. After several minutes, you hear Evelyn on the stairs.
What next?
