This choice: ...for Katlin to perform laundry with the newly addition of the bed sheets. • Go Back...Chapter #4Help Mommy With Laundry by: Sly F   "Well, it's a good thing I stopped in here to check your room for dirty laundry before heading to the laundromat," Kaitlin says. "Now that we got your bed sheets all stinky and sticky, I'd better wash those as well."
You're afforded another good look at her bountiful backside when she bends over to peel everything off your mattress. She looks very proud of every little indicator of what the two of you just did to each other as she examines the bed sheets.
She adds your bed sheets and blankets to the pile in her laundry basket and carries it out of the room as you struggle to pull some clothes on. You're both moving awkwardly as you're sore from the nearly bed-breaking activity that just took place.
You finally manage to get dressed and drag yourself out in to the hallway, where you find Kaitlin waiting for you. She's wearing a fuzzy sweater at least two sizes too tight for her curvy figure. Her mom jeans are pulled up past her bellybutton, and they're literally bursting at the seams from being forced to contain that one-of-a-kind butt of hers. Kaitlin puts on some cheap, tacky jewelry and even cheaper red lipstick, then picks up the laundry and looks you dead in the face.
"Be a good boy and come help Mommy with the laundry."
The soft, sensual way she puts it, no one in history could have made an invitation to do such a tedious chore sound so enticing. There's no way you're going to make it to work on time if you go to the laundromat with her, but there's also no way in Hell you can say "no."
"Such a sweet boy," she says when you go to help her pick up one of her overflowing laundry baskets.
She plants a sticky red kiss on both of your cheeks. You raise a hand to try to wipe off the lipstick, but she stops you.
"Don't you dare!" Kaitlin says. "I want everyone to be able to see exactly how much Mommy loves you."
Sure enough, as you take the baskets of laundry outside with you, all the neighbors seem to notice exactly how the marks on your cheeks match the shade and shape of Kaitlin's lips, looking with suspicion and disapproval of the taboo love between the two of you. But Kaitlin just seems proud of the way they stare.
You walk all the way to the end of the block with arms filled with dirty laundry and cheeks red from both cheap lipstick and embarrassment until you reach the coin-op laundromat. When you go inside, it's completely abandoned except for you and Kaitlin.
She walks ahead of you to a laundry machine, and you freeze in place and drop the laundry you're carrying, completely transfixed by the sight of her from the rear again. She opens the lid and bends over to pour the laundry in, followed by the detergent and softener. The whole time, those poor blue jeans look like they're about to tear from being pulled taut over her curvaceous cheeks.
As the machine starts, she begins swaying her hips in time with it. Your eyes stay glued to her ass and the mesmerizing way it's moving.
You try to look away, but then she looks seductively over her shoulder. She brushes blonde hair out of her face. The way she stares at you and licks her lips lets you know you were just looking exactly where she wanted you to look.
She undoes her belt and pulls her pants down exactly low enough for her entire ass to hang out, and you can see that she's wearing a teeny-tiny black thong.
You go stiff as starch.
She pulls the thong to the side, hugs the washing machine, and moans, "Ooh, Baby, I need to feel you in my ass again!"
You look around in panic, making sure there's no one else around to see or hear this.
"But this is a public laundromat!" you whisper. "Anyone could just walk in on us at anytime!"
"I know. That's exactly what's got me so turned on right now!" the ravenous cougar insists.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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