Unwise And Uncontrolled But I Can't Help It

Until July I was a normal suburban mom. I loved my husband, our two high school-age boys, and our life. I don't work (my husband earns more than enough) but I was never
bored.

My younger son's best friend Brett came over, but my son was out. I noticed how beautiful Brett's body is. Muscular but a little chubby, like most hungry teenage boys. He was wearing shorts. It was pretty clear that he is a big boy for his age.

I don't know what came over me but I invited him in for lemonade. I patted the back of his head and voiced "Good boy!" as he came in the door. He looked at me with the neediest expression and said, "You should do that again. My mom thinks I'm a fuck-up." So I did.

And there I was making out with a 16-year-old boy. (Don't worry, that's the age where we live, and he clearly wanted it!)

I gave him his first and best blowjob. He lasted all of 2 minutes before shooting the biggest and sweetest load of cum I'd ever tasted.

Thank God my husband and sons were out all afternoon. Brett gave me loads 2, 4, and 5 in my pussy. 3 was in my ass.

Brett has always been responsible and over-protective. That first afternoon, seconds before he shot his first load of babymakers into a pussy, he apologized. "Mrs. Smith, I know from health class that this might make you pregnant, but it feels too good to stop." I cried out from what must have been my fifth orgasm, though honestly, I'd given up counting.

What I cannot explain is that I am in love with him. Serious, leave your husband and kids love. Brett feels the same way about me. He gets really jealous and asks if my husband fucked me. Thankfully he rarely does, these days.

With back-to-school I was nervous that Brett would date other grils, but he was so sweet and reassuring. He only likes older ladies.

It was a bit awkward when I asked my son if Brett was dating anyone. Thankfully not.

Now I can't sleep unless I see Brett. I'll go out for a walk and he'll pick me up in his dad's Jeep and drive me down country roads where we can fuck. Our child was conceived in that car!

Yes, I am carrying Brett's baby! The plan is for me to pass it off as my husband's until Brett graduates from high school and we can run off together.

I know I will be giving up everything and everyone from my past life, but the feeling I get from being Brett's lover is so powerful.

Sometimes I am his lover, sometimes I am like his supportive and encouraging mom. He is a man, but still a boy, when he gets mad about my husband. "Mrs. Smith, he doesn't deserve you."

How come a teenaged boy truly sees me, when my husband doesn't of 24 years doesn't notice me.

Brett, I love you, I love our child, and I live for the day when we can escape together.