Edited by KC, with a thanks to Mulissah for the ideas.
After looking at the three videos Mrs. Schaefer gave him, Jim suggests that they watch "Secret Desire". Mrs. Schaefer places the video in the recorder and sits down beside Jim on the couch.
The movie appears to be a romantic drama about a very sexy looking, married woman in her early thirties. The movie is slow and after about 20 minutes, Jim finds himself wishing he had picked another movie. Glancing over a Mrs. Schaefer, he sees he watching it, so he turns his attention back to the screen, saying nothing.
Jim continues watching the movie, resigning himself to a boring evening. Every once in a while, he would glance over at Mrs. Schaefer, hoping that she was as bored as he was.
Suddenly, the scene changed and the movie took on a whole new course. A repairman was at the woman's house and the sexy looking housewife was obviously trying to seduce him. Jim sat up, watching more closely now, as the repairman and the woman began kissing and caressing one another. Moments later, both of them were lying on the floor, kissing as they pulled each other's clothes off. Within seconds, both of them were completely naked and it was obvious that this movie was going to get very hot real soon.
Looking at the screen intently now, Jim watched as the man spread the woman's leg's apart and then buried his face between her legs. Jim had heard about this but, had never done it or seen it being done. He stared at the screen, watching the close-up views of the man's tongue flicking back and forth over the woman's slit.
Jim stifled a groan as he felt his penis growing hard inside his trousers. Glancing down at his crotch, he saw the front of his pants bulging out. Quickly looking over at Mrs. Schaefer, his face turned bright red as he saw her looking at the front of his pants.
"Geez, she can see I've got a hard-on!!" he thought, quickly placing his hands in his lap, trying to cover up the growing bulge. "She'll probably tell me that I better go home or something now!"
As the torrid love scene escalated on the screen, Mrs. Schaefer glanced over at Jim and saw the bulge in the front of his trousers. Not wanting to embarrass him, she looked away, only to look back again. Then, as she saw Jim glance over at her, she looked up, her eyes meeting his, and she gave him a little smile. Seeing his embarrassment and his obvious discomfort, she turns away, focusing her attention back on the movie.
As she watches the movie, she realizes that it is also having a similar effect on her. She bites down on her lower lip as she feels a warm wetness between her thighs.
"God! This movie is getting me hotter than hell!" she thought, trying not to look over at the young teenager sitting beside her. "If Jim wasn't here, I'd be touching myself right now."
Pressing her thighs tightly together, Mrs. Schaefer glances back over at Jim. Her eyes widen as she sees the bulge in the front of his pants has grown even bigger.
Then, looking up, she sees Jim looking right back at her. Their eyes meet and for what seems like an eternity, but in fact only a few seconds, they stare at one another longingly.
Neither of them speak as Mrs. Schaefer suddenly slides over closer to Jim, her thigh pressing against his. Leaning over slightly, she kisses him, her soft red lips pressing lightly against Jim's. As she feels him responding, she puts one hand behind his head, pulling him to her as she leans back against the back of the couch.
A soft, low moan comes from Mrs. Schaefer as she feels Jim's hand slip inside her robe and cup her breast, squeezing it lightly. Hungrily, she presses her lips even harder against his, her other arm coming up to encircle his neck, pulling him to her.
As she feels Jim pushing against her, Dee allows him to push her down on the couch, until she is lying on her back, Jim on top of her. Twisting her body under him, she wraps her arms tightly around him, clinging to him as they embrace, kissing feverishly.
Then, as she feels him pushing her robe to the side, she places her hands on his chest and pushes him away.
"No! Jim! Stop!!!" she gasps, looking up at him. "We can't....we can't do this! It's wrong! I'm married and...and you're my friend's son...I'm sorry but, we just cant do this."
Quickly getting to her feet and pulling her robe tightly around her, Dee looks at Jim, sitting on the couch, looking up at her inquisitively.
"I'm sorry, Jim!" she stammers, trying to find the right words to say to him. "It was my fault. I shouldn't have led you on like that. I'm lonely and I just wasn't thinking. I should have never let it go as far as it did. Please forgive me."
Then, turning away from him quickly, she dashed down the hallway to her bedroom and closed the door. Sprawling across the bed face down, she began to cry, her sobs muffled in her pillow.
Stunned, Jim sat on the couch for a long time, thinking about what had happened and about what had almost happened. Then, getting up from the couch, he walked over and shut off the video. Turning off the lone light in the room, he laid down on the couch, thinking about Mrs. Schaefer until he finally drifted off to sleep.
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