Bridgett seemed totally absorbed in her part of the act. There was no doubt in my mind I would have a direct view of Tommy’s orgasm either into her mouth or onto her face.
Then…her eyes met mine.
Tommy had to be wondering what caused her to stop moving, despite still having his cock in her mouth. I saw him look down. He turned his head towards me and we gazed at each other, his erection now jutting out unattended.
Bridgett stood up at the same time I entered the barn and closed the door behind me. I began to walk across the dirt floor towards them. Bridgett hastily grabbed her shirt and started to put it on.
“No. Don’t,” I shouted to her. “Don’t get dressed yet. Either of you.”
It was hard for me to determine which of them looked more terrified. I doubt that either one feared any physical violence from me and that certainly wasn’t my intent. The long walk to them did give me sufficient time to come up with the outline of a plan, however.
“Well, who would have guessed,” I said when I arrived in their corner of the barn.
“It’s all my fault, Traci. I’m the one…,” Bridgett started to say.
“Don’t bother trying to explain, Bridgett. I won’t believe any of it anyway,” I said. “All I know is what I saw.”
Bridgett spread the shirt across her abundant chest. Despite her trepidation, or maybe because of it, she looked especially sexy with her short, brown hair all disheveled and her cheeks blush red. There was little doubt how Tommy could be attracted to her. I noticed that his erection was quickly receding and his thick cock hung between his legs.
“But it’s not his fault,” Bridgett offered.
I grinned. “Really? Do you think he needs to be forced into having sex with a woman twice his age? If so, then you really don’t know my son.”
I stepped closer to Tommy and ran my hand up the side of his leg and onto his ass. I could feel his muscles tighten under my touch. Bridgett watched intently.
“Have you fucked her, Tommy?” I asked with my hand clutching the cheek of his ass.
He shook his head. “No.”
“Is he lying, Bridgett?” I asked her.
“No! We’ve never done that, I swear,” she answered.
Her expression turned to shock as I moved my hand from his ass to his cock. I gripped it loosely at first, then tightened my hold and stroked him.
“Would you like to?” I said.
Bridgett was speechless. She stared at Tommy’s cock and my hand. She saw him almost instantly harden to the thickness and hardness of before. I fondled him for another fifteen seconds until the erection was complete.
“Would you like to fuck this huge cock, Bridgett?”
She could only weakly shake her head.
“I think you do,” I said. “I think you were going to before I barged in. I think he was going to strip off those tight jeans and fuck you from behind, Bridgett.”
“No! I wouldn’t have let, um, I mean I would have stopped him, Traci. You have to believe me.”
She was practically in tears, but she couldn’t take her eyes off the huge cock in my hand.
“Would it help if you knew something, Bridgett?” I said. “A little secret. Just between us three, OK?”