[Shrouded]

After smoking, we all went back into the house.

Ann led me to the guest room on the first floor while Alan and Amanda went up to their own rooms. I decided it wasn't a good idea to explore the house unless I was invited.

What I found odd was it was such a large house, yet somehow I didn't see any helpers around. Either I was blind, or Ann was really good at housework.

I placed my bag on the study table in the guest room. It was around the size of my own room. A super-single sized bed at the corner, a normal study table and chair. A normal two door wardrobe. The room windows overlooked the backyard, I glanced out but couldn't see much as it was dark. There was a ceiling fan, as well as an aircon. Unfortunately there was no attached bathroom, so I guess we probably wouldn't be having much sex in here even if she wanted to.

Ann: Don't smoke in here. You wanna smoke, you go out.

Me: Ok. Why is there a guest room in the middle of nowhere?

Ann: Used to be the maid's room. Let her go once the kids were old enough.

Me: I see. How do you maintain the house?

Ann: The kids help out. We have a contract helper come in twice a month for cleaning. If you're staying here you can help with chores too.

Me: Erm. Ok.

Ann: Army boy should be quite good at cleaning right?

Me: I guess?

Ann: Just kidding. I don't expect you to stay.

She shut the door and turned on the aircon, pushed me towards the bed. I sat on it with a loud creak.

Me: Hey…

Ann: Shhh…

She pushed me down and straddled me, pulling off her t-shirt. She hurriedly unbuckled my berms, pulled it down with my boxers and immediately attacked my cock with her mouth.

Me: Are you addicted to my cock or something?

The head popped out with a loud slurp. She had gotten me hard in no time. She slid out of her shorts and pushed her panties aside, lowering herself on my erect dick. She was already wet.

Ann: This small thing? No…

She rode me hard and fast. Lucky I wasn't that long. I'm sure longer dicks might have snapped off if she got the angle wrong.

Ann: Sex brings me closer to you. I can't explain it.

She kissed me, while grinding down hard on me. The bed creaked like it was going to fall apart. Luckily all her kids had already gone upstairs. The noisy bed might have attracted them to come and take a look. Especially Amanda, who claimed she had seen her mother having sex before, and it was horrible. But the way Ann was with me, I wondered how horrible it could have been. Or maybe it Amanda saw us, she might think I was horrible too. At least Ann was enjoying herself.

Weirdly, the thought of Amanda, or anyone else really, wanting to watch was turning me on a little. I grabbed Ann and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around my back as I lifted her up and down my dick.

Maybe I watched too much porn, or maybe I wasn't strong enough. Maybe Ann was too heavy. I wasn't sure. But this position was extremely difficult to pull off.

I slowly carried her over to the study table and put her down there. I put her legs onto my shoulders and rammed as deep as I could go, while kissing her neck. She moaned louder than usual. Each thrust into her made her moan, but it also made the table knock against the wall.

I rubbed her clit with my thumb in circular motions as I went in hard but slow. Ann was biting her lower lip as if she was trying hard not to scream out. I think I was doing this on purpose. Part of me wanted her kids to know that I was fucking their mom. And I wanted them to hear how well, in my opinion anyway, that I was fucking her.