Finally here, three weeks later - the second chapter.

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"Oh God, Haley," Karen muffled with her legs between the teenager. "This is why Nathan was so upset when you left," she referred to Haley leaving for the tour with Chris.

Karen pulled her face up from the natural-grown bush, looking caringly into the younger girl's eyes. "You have a beautiful…epicenter, Haley James," Karen said with a smile.

"Scott," Haley added with some directness.

Karen lightly rubbed the younger girl's labia, and this got a small token of appreciation as Haley smiled and inaudibility mouthed "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Karen said with a slight smirk. They held a long stare, and Karen could feel Haley becoming uncomfortable.

The older woman reached her other hand over to meet the girl's pussy. With her right hand she rubbed down hard on Haley's cunt with her palm, and with her left she pinched and dabbed her tender opening.

Karen watched Haley shifting her head and making soft whimpers with each touch.

"There you go. How's that, huh?" Karen's smile grew, occasionally glancing up to watch Haley squirm in her spot. "Nice, isn't it."

But there was no communication on Haley's behalf. She still seemed a little pissy about being their – about the older woman making her do this.

Karen's nipples were hard and poking through her shirt now. And she could feel the surges between her own legs. Just looking at Haley's sexy little face in vague delight and pleasure gave her a taboo feeling she'd never had before.

"What are you doing?" Haley mumbled softly as Karen took her right hand away from between her crotch. Well…looks like she enjoyed it more than she let on.

"Having the cake and eating it too," Karen quipped in response, before chowing down on her own hand. She licked the full way 'round it, taking in the scent and occasional pre-cum it was traced with.

"And how is this cake's icing?" Haley laughed a little.

She had eased up and relaxed upon getting some good hand skills and now seeing some personal pleasure from Karen.

"Sweet. Very sweet," Karen giggled as she finished and ran her hand down her own body. She herself was horny, and just about ready to gush out, but she couldn't forget Haley.

Doing two things at once, she hurriedly undone her pants' button with her right hand and upped the tempo with her left. As she reached her own moist cunt to give it a good rubbing and set it off, she fisted Haley with her other.

Both women moaned as the motions quickened, Haley sliding down so the fist could work to full effect. She groaned as the thick, somewhat-wrinkled hand penetrated her like a dick on an overuse of viagra.

"Kareeeee-AAAAANNNnnnn," she grunted loudly.

Karen's body lunged forward as her clothe-covered pussy soaked and filled her panties.

At the same time, Haley screamed out as she came too, releasing blasphemies like no Haley James Scott that Karen knew.

Karen twisted and turned her fingers around inside a bit more, before giving it a rest and lying down on her back. She managed to fit the whole left fist into her mouth, swallowing the enriched cum it was drenched with.

"Hey, I thought mothers invented 'sharing'," Haley said in a grumpy tone but with a big smile, wanting to order what her 'second mother' was having.

Karen tilted her head up to see the younger girl crouching above her legs, on her hands and knees. Karen knew what she was after…and she loved that she had turned Haley into a rug muncher.

The older woman sat up, began shuffling down her pants, and Haley keenly helped in sliding them off.

Karen cum trickled and dripped down onto the carpet; but she couldn't care less.

"That-a girl," Karen said soothingly as Haley came for her delectable cunt.

Haley took one long, deep lick, like it was a giant lollipop.

The door bell went.

"Oh shit," Karen squirmed. "Customer."

But Haley was zoned out. Too in the moment to be in anything else.

Haley threw a mini tantrum as Karen backed away, swooped up her pants, and scrambled up to her feet. The younger girl moaned and pouted angrily.

Karen quickly put her pants on one leg at a time, before quickly readjusting her clothes and hair and scooting through the couple rooms to meet the waiting male customer at the counter.

Just then, Haley came from the back too, fully clothed and putting on her work apron. She gave Karen a cross between the evil eye and just plain grumpiness, but done her best at staying customer-friendly as she smiled in acknowledgement at him.

"Sorry for that, sir," Karen apologized to the man.

"No problem," he responded.

'Where's my sorry?' Haley thought. This woman pulled her into a situation and then left her just when it was getting…tasty.

Haley scampered over beside Karen, pretending to clean down the bench.

A ringtone went off.

"Excuse me," the man said, grabbing the phone from his pocket, before turning around to take the call.

Haley paused as she watched him open the café door and continue his conversation outside.

"You selfish bitch," Haley upped her voice the second the door shut.

"You can put your face and hand in between there, but you rush away when it's my turn?"

"Haley, there was a customer." Karen tried being rational.

In a matter of seconds, Haley had untied and dropped her apron to the floor and pulled her shirt off.

"Haley!" Karen quipped, quickly scanning the café in worry of the situation.

"Oh, yeah, right," Haley continued cynically. And where are you when it's 'Fun-time for Karen'? In the bathroom masturbating, that's where."

Karen gasped, taken back. "How do you –"

"I was in the next cubicle, Karen. You know, 'cause there's two," Haley said, dumbing it down. "So don't tell you have to stop everything for the customer."

"Okay, Haley, we'll finish this off later, oka—"

Haley unclipped her bra – her perky breasts bouncing out.

"Oh my god, Haley" Karen quipped again. She was getting rather angry now.

But Haley just stood there with a resilient, matter-of-fact attitude.

"Oh god, he's coming," Karen spotted the man walking back into the café.

"Sorry about that," he laughed a bit. "That looks nice," he said with a smile.

"Excuse me?" A nervous Karen asked, her heart beating wildly.

"That painting," he pointed to the wall behind her. "I didn't see that before. It looks nice."

"Oh, yeah…thanks." Karen lightly laughed with relief. Looks like Haley had managed to scoot away in time.

"So, uh," he looked up to the menu board. "Can I get the… chicken salad sandwich, thanks."

"Okay," Karen could relax and get back into a 'job mentality' now. "And is that with a--"

She paused and her face jerked.

"Sorry?" the man asked after a few seconds of awkward silence.

"Oooe… do you….do you want a…." Karen was squirming in her spot, and the man was getting weirded out.

Karen felt her "downstairs" being down jammed. Haley was down there, underneath the counter, wooden spoon in-hand and shoving it into her dripping cunt like a woman possessed.

"Jesus," Karen let out in glee as she arched her back and head.

"Are --are you…. okay?" The man stuttered, shifting awkwardly as Karen couldn't stop herself from moaning.

"Oh, yessss," Karen smiled, looking intently on as a topless Haley was crouched down between her legs, giving her the something better than the typical handjob or strapon experience. "I'm better than okay."

"Uhhh," the man stood there dumbfounded.

"For God's sake, haven't you ever heard a woman in pleasure?!" Karen let out as she closed her eyes in bliss. Either this guy was really stupid – and a virgin – or he was trustful to his wife and a great guy and didn't want anything to do with this.

He left the café in a hurry without saying another word.

"That's too bad," Haley breathed heavily as she was putting full body-swinging shoves of the big spoon into Karen's mature and loose cunt.

"Haleeeeeey…. Ooo yeeeeah, girl," Karen buckled, falling to her knees as the kitchenware got the better of her.

"Now you're only customer is me," Haley grinned into her eyes cheekily.

The younger girl playfully pushed Karen onto her back and got right into it. She lapped up her cum – the first woman's cum she'd ever tasted – and smothered her face in it.

Quickly running over to the front door topless – taking the risk nobody would pass by – Haley turned the café's sign around to "Closed."

This was going be a great "working day"….

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"Hi Mom," Lucas walked over to Karen as she got home that night.

"Sorry Lucas. I'm just going to go straight to bed...long day at the café," she told him with a smile.

"Okay, that's cool." Lucas walked over and gave her a kiss goodnight on the cheek.

"Did you get a new perfume?" Lucas had paused at the scent of something familiar.

"Um, no," Karen rubbed her cheek. The thought immediately came to mind, and the smell of a female's cum is probably something her son knows all too well.

"Well…goodnight," she said rather uncomfortably.

"Yeah," Lucas stood there in memory lane, but couldn't quite remember what that distinctive smell was; "Goodnight…"

The thought of it being cum would never even cross his mind – it was his mom for crying out loud.

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That night he lay in bed, strangely not being able to sleep with the one question still on his mind: "Where have I smelt that before?"

Then it struck him…. "Haley."