Steve's Wife Claire

Meeting Claire I was about a week after meeting Steve that Gary made it clear that he wanted me to leave and told me I could stay at Steve's. I was just turned 17, packed my few possessions and made my way to the address I had been given. I knocked and the door was opened by a stunning woman in her early twenties, about 5'6" tall, long dark hair, a petite body and stunning pale blue eyes. As she opened the door she introduced herself as Claire, Steve's wife and invited me in and told me to sit down in the lounge while she made me a drink. I was confused as I was expecting a room and wondering where I would stay but as if sensing what I was thinking she told me not to worry, the sofas pulled out to form a bed and I was welcome to stay until I got myself sorted. She then surprised me as she told me Steve had told her to expect me. I was quite taken back, especially as I had seen Steve fucking Gary but having no where to go I was happy to be offered a bed. I asked where Steve was and she told me he was a lorry driver and would be back tomorrow, that she would fix me some food and get me settled in. She told me she was having a bath and to pull the bed out and make myself at home as she entered the bedroom and closed the door. I pulled out the sofa bed and then as I looked up she entered the lounge in just her knickers and felt my cheeks redden as I stood gawping at her. I was still remarkably shy at this stage and was incapable of doing anything other than stare at her as she stood smiling at me, her small, perfectly formed breasts in front of me and her lips clearly visible through the material of her knickers. I felt my cock stir as she laughed at my reaction and walked past me to the bathroom. I sat nervously on the sofa bed, my cock was rock hard and I couldn't resist stroking my cock thinking about her. However, I realised almost too late that I was almost cumming as I felt the first precum soak the front of my pants. I held my cock though my pants but had lost concentration and with a start realised she was walking through the lounge with a short towel held to her front that left nothing to the imagination. Seeing me react with a start, she stopped in front of me, saw my embarrassment, looked down, saw my erection, cum soaked pants, laughed and told me I might need to go and wash myself in the bath before letting the towel drop and giving me a full on view of her naked body before smiling and walking into the bedroom. I was shaking with excitement, felt my cock throb and ejaculated in my pants. She laughed again as I rushed to the bathroom and shut the door, shaking. I climbed in the bath unable to believe where I was and what I had just witnessed. My cock just didn't seem to soften fully and as I got out and dried myself, as is the way with young men I felt myself ready to harden again. As I came out of the bathroom, the bedroom door was closed and I quickly pulled off the towel and got into bed. About ten minutes past and the door opened. I closed my eyes feigning sleep and sensed her standing in front of me before she padded off to the bathroom but as she passed I had a furtive glance and could see she wore only a tiny pair of knickers, her hard and very erect nipples noticeable in the half light from her bedside lamp. I could feel my cock harden as I listened to her pee and then come back past me. Again I felt her hesitate and noticed that I didn't hear the door shut. I dared a look and I could see her standing at the end of the bed and slowly bent over to remove her knickers giving me a perfect view of her perfectly formed bottom and her hairy pussy as she bent forward. Looking back it was obvious she knew I was watching but at the time I just thought how lucky I was. She pulled back the covers and lay on the bed, the sight of her legs and soft pubic hair clearly discernible for several minutes before she turned off the light leaving images of her nakedness surging through my imagination. All this while my erection was straining and I could feel more precum on my stomach. I waited for some time and then as carefully as I could I pulled back the blanket and within a few hard strokes came all over the bed covers. Panicking I wiped them with some pants from my bag unable to sleep for the position I found myself in.