Her son could look upon the tight crotch band of her panties.

Curls of dark hair swirled about the edges, and she was wet there.

No wonder Richard was squirming about, she thought. It was the most he had ever seen of her, and his cock was so hard he couldn't help but rub against the carpet.

Sandy felt a lurching sensation in her cunt, and her clit burned. She felt the inward sucking of her cunt, and then a soft whimper came from her. The orgasm that rumbled through her was unexpected. Nothing like that had ever happened to her before. It wasn't a strong orgasm, but it created a sweet, deliciously hot sensation throughout her slender body.

She placed her nail file down and leaned back on the couch, drawing her legs up. The glow between them felt hot enough to sear her flesh. Her mind was turning over swiftly with thoughts. Her son was squirming more now, and she could see the cheeks of his ass clenching. Her hand moved down her flat stomach, and she stroked along the slight bulge of her panties. Her tongue licked over her lips, and she knew the time had finally come.

"Richard?" Sandy whispered softly, a tremor in her voice. "Look at me."

He turned his head toward her.

Sandy, her eyes glazing with heat, slowly spread her legs, dropping her right foot to the floor, the other bent at the knee, pressing at the back of the couch, her hand resting lightly on the bulge of her panties. Richard's eyes opened very wide, and he appeared mesmerized, staring right at her cunt.

Sandy, feeling a blush on her cheeks, moved her fingers downward, stroking the tip of one finger along the hidden slit of her cunt. Her eyes smoldered and her lips were open. Richard had turned onto his side, and his cock seemed to be so large inside his pants. She ran her tongue over her lips as she gazed.