Soccermom Rides Home

It was my 15 yo son's last soccer match and if they would win, they would have a party because they would be champions of their league.
My friend drove her son, me and my son to the game. off course they won, so we went to this place for the party. It was around 16hr, i wouldn't have to drive so i started drinking wine.
Some soccer-dads gave me more wine. It was a warm day, i didn't wear lot of clothes,
a nice dress with nice cleavage. I could tell, some dads talked more to my boobs then to my face. I liked the attention, made me feel tingly, felt the urge to go home and fuck my husband.
But there was another hour of wine before my friend said we would go home.
I got in the back, besides her son. My friend and my son were in front.
We had about 40 minute drive before we were home and i was horny for hubby's cock.

But then, out of the corner of my eye. Her son, he was watching me. Well, watching my boobs to say so. I looked down and it dawned on me. From where he sat, he probably could see inside,
maybe even my nipple. My thoughts were racing. What did he see? What would he think?
Would he jerk off when he got home?
I slowly turned my head to see him, his eyes moved to mine, then away.
My eyes went down, a bulge in his soccer shorts. What would it look like? My hand moved to my cleavage, pulled my dress a bit. His eyes went straight there as i slowly pulled my dress a bit to the side, more for him to see. His eyes grew wide and i loved it.
My finger moved to my mouth, i softly sucked it. his hand moved on to his bulge.

I nodded, his hand slowly moved over his bulge.
Mmmmm.. this was so hot, that boy lusting over my tits. my other hand moved to my nipple, i pulled it a bit, closing my eye as it felt good.
It was only a second or two and i opened my eye. His hand had moved inside his shorts.
I couldn't behave myself, my hand moved to his leg. The top of his shorts.
He looked at my eyes as my hand moved inside his shorts.
It was hard, it was smaller then hubby, but i liked it. My hand moved up, down, up, down.
Slowly, keeping an eye on his mom not to catch us.
My other hand played with my tit, my nip, and he watched it.
He twitched, i felt my hand being covered with his cum. I kept on moving up and down.

As he shrunk, i let go, pulled my hand out and we both looked at it.
Small drops, most of it kept inside his shorts. I smiled, moved my hand to my mouth
and licked it of my hand, tasting him. My other hand moved my dress back, i turned my
head to watch outside the window. We were in our town, almost home.

I thanked my friend for the ride when she stopped, lets hope you will be champions next year to, i said, looking at him and winked.