Sandy wondered if her son was sitting down there with a hard on, too. But of course he is, she thought. She could tell his cock was very hard simply by the way he gazed at the bouncing, twirling girl.

A sudden, unexpected burst of pleasure filled Sandy's cunt. For a moment, she was startled by the sensation. When warm pleasure spread out, radiating between her thighs and making her cunt twitch and quiver, Sandy almost moaned aloud. She had been surprised at the feeling and could not understand. Usually she became hot and ready by slow stages, but this came over her swiftly, making her feel as if she were about to come.

Very slowly, a warm flush spread over her lovely face. She knew, suddenly, what had caused that sensation.

She had been gazing down at her son, and in her mind, he had been naked, sitting there with his cock hard, his fist wrapped about his prick, jacking off and staring at Lori!

Sandy had not realized the image had been in her mind. The realization did not frighten her, but it confused her.

Sandy did not see the rest of the game. She sat next to her husband, gazing straight ahead, but she didn't see anything at all. Her thoughts were tumbling over in her mind with blinding speed, and now and then she would shiver. When the game ended, she found she had been sitting there with her thighs tightly clamped, and her cunt was throbbing powerfully.

Getting to her feet, she found her legs wobbly, weak. She had to cling to her husband's arm to balance herself.

"Is something wrong with you, Sandy?" Rob asked, showing concern.

"No, I'm all right," she replied, unable to keep the quiver from her voice.

They walked to the car, trying to beat the crowds. When Rob opened the door for her, Sandy felt such a weakness come over her she had to hang on to the door, unable to sit down. A small moan bubbled from her mouth, and she clutched at her lower stomach. She could not believe what was happening to her. But it was happening, most definitely so.