Lana stood up. As always Vivian found herself staring with fascination at her friend's body. Vivian had never considered herself a lesbian, but she knew that if she ever wanted to make it with another woman, Lana would be her first choice.

Lana had survived a barrage of jokes about her body since puberty. Tall and youthful looking at thirty-six, with wide brown eyes and short black hair, Lana was incredibly stacked.

She had long, showgirl legs, a tight ass, a slim waist, but the main thing that caught the eye of the opposite sex was the size of Lana's tits. Lana's tits were huge. Vivian had always prided herself for her own big tits, but they couldn't compare to Lana's.

As Lana walked out of the kitchen, Vivian noticed that she wasn't the only one admiring Lana's body under the tight, short dress. Vivian's cheeks flushed. Good God! Richie was ogling Lana's body, too! Richie, her own son.

There was no mistaking the leer in Richie's eyes as he followed the progress of his mother's tight saucy ass under the dress. Richie was a very handsome kid at eighteen, tall and athletic, with wavy brown hair.

Richie rose from the table to follow his mom out of the kitchen, and Vivian found herself staring directly at his cock-bulge.

Vivian's pussy burned. Richie had a hard-on. The size of his prick was very obvious. His cock was throbbing down the inside of his pants leg, completely swollen. Vivian suppressed a gasp as she watched the well-hung youngster follow his mother into the living room.

Lana makes Richie horny, Vivian thought dazedly. Richie was just like her own son, Donald. Richie was obviously hot to fuck his mother's tight, juicy cunt.

Vivian sat at the kitchen table in a trance of fuck hunger, only halfway hearing the sound of the front door opening and slamming shut again, and Lana's car pulling out of the driveway. Then Vivian forced herself back to her senses.

They were gone. They wouldn't be back until tomorrow night. She was all alone in the house with her son.