Her girls were still asleep. The first part of her morning ritual was complete. Bleary-eyed and with a yawn forcing her mouth open, Summer descended the steps in search of her morning coffee.

The dull thump of her slipper-clad feet hit each step on her way down, and she was careful to tread softly lest she accidentally wake up her houseguest. Then again, knowing Jaune he might already be up aiding her in her daily chores. If it wasn't firewood it was something else. He really was a joy to have around the house.

And apparently to have in her dreams as well.

Summer was still beyond embarrassed that her mind had thought about him in such a sexual manner, but in the end she had to remember that it was just her unconscious, sleeping brain. It wasn't something she actually wanted. After seeing Jaune working up a sweat chopping wood, after her hands had roamed all over his toned, broad back, and after realizing that the young man had been all but injecting her mattress with his hard member… it was impossible not to unconsciously think about certain things.

That was the only explanation she could come up with.

When she rounded the last turn of the stairs Summer got a clear look at the couch in the living room, and sure enough, there was Jaune. Still fast asleep, and in her mind, thankfully not aiding her in her morning duties. She hadn't been lying when she said that she wanted him to feel like a guest rather than a servant. As much as she enjoyed his help, she enjoyed being a good host more.

A small smile cracked when she realized that Jaune's blanket had been tossed clear off his body. From here she could see how large he was in comparison to the couch. His ankles hung off one of the arm rests. Comfortable or not, it was quite an amazing feat that Jaune had managed to fall asleep on her couch.

"You goof," she whispered to herself as she approached the middle of the living room in order to pick the blanket up. "Maybe I should offer you my bed instead."

She instantly regretted the words as she imagined him in bed with her rather than swapping places with him on the couch. Summer quickly gathered the blanket and prepared to place it back over him. Until she saw it.

A hardness pressing up from his boxers. How hadn't she realized that the boy took his pants off when he slept? Of course he did! He couldn't very well sleep in his blue jeans!

Still… that wasn't the most prominent thing on her mind. Rather, it was the extreme case of… morning wood that was jutting upward, and in her mind, threatening to tear a hole through the blond's underwear. Summer could only stare at it as she held the blanket in her hands, ready to toss it back over him at a moment's notice, but failing to do so.

All so she could drink in the sight of the undoubtedly throbbing hardness standing at attention on this morning. She wondered if maybe he was dreaming about her the way she had him…

Summer swallowed hard. She didn't know when her breathing had suddenly become so heavy, but this wasn't right. She was no better than a peeping Tom, staring lecherously at the innocent young man in her home like he was a piece of meat.

This is your daughters' friend! her mind screamed. Just put the blanket on him!

Moving slowly and cautiously now, Summer gently draped the blanket to cover Jaune's body, especially the part of it which had stolen her gaze for who knew how many seconds. After just putting herself at peace for her unconscious mind thinking about Jaune in such a dirty manner, now her conscious mind had gone and done it too. Was she really just… pent up? Did she need some sort of release? Maybe if she did she would be able to stop thinking about it… about him…

She stole one last look at the sleeping boy before turning around. Not toward the kitchen, however. No, coffee and breakfast could wait. No one was awake yet anyway, and so she didn't need to get thing started immediately. Rather, she needed to end things right now.

Hurrying back upstairs as quickly and quietly as she could, Summer strode back into her room and shut the door behind her. She stood there with her back against the door for a moment before biting down on her lip. Just do it once and get it over with. Get it out of her system.

Get the urge out of both her body and mind.

Summer crawled back into bed before flipping onto her back, and for the first time in years, let her fingers roam free.

Silver eyes closed as her right hand slipped down underneath the hem of her nightgown and pushed it up ever so slightly. As the tips of her fingers slid past the band of her underwear and trailed down her hot flesh. Past her coarse pubic hair. All the way down until they found a region which had gone so unattended for so long. At least… in this manner.

The tip of her index finger found a sensitive nub, and Summer stroked it ever so slightly. She must have been unused to the sensation, and the jolt of electricity it sent through her threatened to make her mouth erupt in ecstasy. She had to bite down on her lip again in order to stifle the sound.

Soon enough her middle finger joined the fray, and her movements became bolder and more animated. Summer began to rub soft, slow circles around her clit, her eyes still closed as she pictured a familiar young man above her. Bare-chested and all.

"Jaune…" she whimpered softy. "Oh Jaune…"

Hot breaths poured from her lips as she continued, her fingers moving faster. In her mind's eye she saw Jaune's face. She saw his blue eyes staring down into hers, and she imagined his hips pumping down between her spread legs as her fingers did their work.

"Yes… just like that, Jaune…" she whispered, her fingers picking up the pace as she pictured Jaune doing the same.

Summer's left hand moved up and shoved the top of her nightgown down, exposing her left breast for her to grip. It was large in her tiny hand, but nevertheless she imagined that it was Jaune's own big one fondling and squeezing it as she continued to play with herself.

It had to be done. She had to do this. In order to stop thinking about Jaune like this, she just had to get it out of her system. It was probably just because he was the first man besides Qrow who had spent this much time with her in years. The first man she had seen in a state of undress since Tai. The first time she had seen a penis in years, despite the fact that it had been covered by his boxers. Once she got off, once she had satisfied this craving… then things would get back to normal. Jaune would return to being a good friend of her daughters. A good and polite houseguest whose company she enjoyed.

Summer was slick with desire, and she boldly began to experiment by sticking the tip of her finger inside her pussy. True, bigger things had gone in, and most certainly come out when giving birth to Ruby, but that was many years ago. Nothing had stimulated or stretched her since Tai's passing. To her a single finger felt as thick a cock. She reacted to it like she was taking one too.

"Fuck… Jaune…"

Summer slid her finger in and out over and over again, rapidly picking up the pace as she continued to imagine the blond boy pounding her from above. Labored breaths slipped through her lips without control, mumbled words lost in the air, only one short word always intelligible.

"Jaune… Jaune… Jaune…"

Her neck craned, the back of her head sinking into her pillow as she was nearing her orgasm. Soon she would climax with Jaune in her thoughts, and once she did he would be out of her head. She wouldn't dream about him anymore. She wouldn't want to stare at him sleeping on the couch.

She wouldn't feel the urge to stroke her hands all over his strong, toned back while giving him his massage…

The sudden knocking on her door made her eyes burst open, revealing the reality of her bedroom to the woman. And to the fact that she was in it alone.

"Sorry, Summer? Are you up?"

Though she wouldn't have to be…

Her fingers retreated from their intimate places like they had just touched a hot stove. She sat up slightly in bed, staring at the door, and who was obviously on the other side.

"C-coming!" she struggled to say through her gasping breaths.

She in fact wasn't. At least… not in the way she had wanted to. And that was the problem.

Hurrying over to the door, Summer opened it up, but only enough so that her head could peek through to see out of it. Despite the fact that she was fully-clothed… she wondered if the smell of passion would linger in the air. Or on her.

Jaune smiled down at her sheepishly. "Sorry for the wake-up call," he said bashfully. "But if you'd like I could get breakfast started. It's not like you to sleep this late."

This late? "What time is it?"

"Close to ten."

Summer's eyes widened. Ten? She'd been at it for nearly a half hour?

"Oh… um…"

"Hey, are you feeling okay?" he asked. Not a second later one of his hands came up and he gently laid the back of it on her forehead. "You feel pretty hot, and your face is flushed."

He was right about one thing, her body did feel incredibly hot. But it wasn't for the reason he suspected. Jaune's cool hand touching her skin sent chills down her spine for more than just reasons involving temperatures.

Her body was unsatisfied, and it longed to be touched intimately. She could invite him in and seduce him right then and there. She could strip her nightgown from her body and show him her ample chest. A boy his age wouldn't refuse. Especially when she knew that he found her attractive already. He could finish the job with his body that her mind had already started.

Let him in. Let him in. Let him see you naked. You're still a beautiful woman. He thinks so too. Let him see your mature huntress body and he won't be able to resist. Not if you give him the okay. Not if you let him know you want it too…

"Summer?"

Hearing her name broke her stupor. Panicked silver eyes stared up at him, and Summer forced an awkward smile on her lips. "I- I'm fine. Just slept late, that's all. Yes, if you want to get breakfast started that would be wonderful. I'll be down in a few minutes."

He smiled again, completely unaware of the fact that her horny body and mind wanted to drag him onto her bed and fuck him. "Sounds good. But let me know if you need anything, okay?"

I need to finish what I started. How I wish I could ask you to help…

"Yes. I will. Thank you, Jaune."

With a nod, Jaune turned and walked away through the hall, eventually reaching the steps and going back downstairs to begin what she should have done a half hour ago.

Summer closed the door, taking a deep breath as she stood there. Could she really get back into it now? Could she really throw herself into the immersion once more when the target of her desire was awake and downstairs cooking?

Something told her that she couldn't. No… she would have to wait for another opportunity to satisfy herself.

She would need a few minutes to compose both her body and mind before heading downstairs. Of course before that she would need to head to the bathroom first to wash up. Her fingers still reeked of pent-up desire.

There was more than one kind of stress relief. Luckily Summer was well-versed in one in particular.

It wasn't anything out of the ordinary for the mother of two. At her age, and after having given birth to a child, staying in shape was essential. Especially because she was a huntress. For Summer it was an ordinary part of her week, doing it two to three times in order to stay loose and flexible. Clad in a tight athletic tank top and yoga pants, she came into the living room with a small mat rolled up underneath one of her arms and set it down close to Zwei's dog bed so that she would be able to view the television while she worked out.

Jaune was there, currently watching some kind of afternoon game show. She supposed it was better than the news. The last thing they needed right now was to subject themselves to all the negativity that came with current events.

"What's that?" the boy asked as his attention shifted over to her.

Summer unrolled the mat before turning to smile back at him. "Yoga," she started simply. "In order to stay in shape I do it a couple times a week. You don't mind, do you?"

"Of course not. Besides, I think you once said something about this being your house and your rules. I couldn't stop you even if I wanted to."

He was correct about that, but her being a gracious host would have trumped that little bit of truth. "Still, the last thing I want is for you to be uncomfortable. You're sure you don't mind?"

Jaune smiled softly back at her. "Trust me, Summer. I don't mind at all. I'm just sitting here watching TV."

With the way open to her, Summer came down to her knees on the mat before she started doing some simple stretching. Arms and legs were her first priority, and a low moan involuntarily slipped through her lips as the feeling of her muscles being extended to their limits was starting to make her feel better already. Soon her whole body would be stretched and twisted so much that even a pretzel would be jealous. Then, hopefully, all the strange feelings inside her would be banished thanks to a good old fashioned workout.

Feeling limber and loose, Summer flipped over onto her back and bent her knees so that her feet were as close to her backside as they could get. She slowly raised her pelvis up, lifting her butt from the mat to create the image of a bridge. It was an excellent warm up pose, and got the lower back in great condition for the poses that were still to come.

Next she came down onto her hands and knees before lying flat on her belly. Then, bracing her palms against the floor, she lifted her torso up and arced back in the upward facing dog position. Her chest thrust outward, and her neck craned back so that she could see the ceiling. After holding the position for half a minute she relaxed and returned her whole body to the mat.

A glance to her right saw Jaune looking at her, only for him to suddenly twist his face away as soon as her eyes met his. Summer looked away as well, not wanting the boy to see the surprised expression on her own face.

Was he… checking me out?

It dawned on the woman that in such a position on her stomach, and clad in tight-fitting pants… her butt was a wide-open target for the gaze of a certain teenage boy in the room. A boy who had already indicated that he found her attractive, even if he had done so wordlessly. Even if she hadn't seen the attraction firsthand, she knew it was there.

Her catching him peeking at her while doing yoga only reinforced the fact that Jaune found her appealing.

Naughty boy… she mused happily. What are you doing peeking at a woman my age?

Summer stole another glance over to the couch, but Jaune had his eyes facing forward and glued to the TV. Someone was overcompensating…

But Summer wasn't upset.

In truth, Summer was flattered at his attention. Her rear end wasn't as firm and tight as it once was. She would sadly call it fat these days, even if she was still in peak physical condition. It was just one of those things that came with age. No amount of training in the world could stop the march of time and the effects it had one the human body. So for Jaune to give her and her butt that kind of attention…

This is the line, Summer. This is what will decide what and who you are. Are you a respectable mother of two, or are you a dirty cougar?

Summer stole another sideways glance at Jaune for only a split second, and to her amazement, he was doing the same. Stealthily watching her. Waiting for her to begin posing once more.

A fire burned in her belly, and her body suddenly felt invigorated and alive. This young man half her age was lusting for her, just as she was lusting for him.

She wanted more. He wanted a show? She would give him one.

Maybe she wouldn't be the only one who had to get off today in order to clear her mind. The idea of Jaune jerking off thinking about her made Summer shudder with dirty, passionate desire.

Summer stood up, albeit briefly, before doing her next pose. Her feet subtly shuffled the mat forward a little bit so that Jaune would be able to get a prime view of what was to come next.

Coming down on all fours, Summer began to first straighten her legs, and then her arms, until her body made was making an almost triangle shape. Her butt was the highest part of her body, sticking straight up in the air while her upside down head stared at the mat below her. She could only imagine the hungry glares that Jaune was giving her yoga pants-clad tush right now.

Do you like this, Jaune? Do you like this mother's butt staring you straight in the face? Does it turn you on? Do you need to go to the bathroom right now and relieve yourself? I'll bet you're sitting on my couch right now, staring at my butt with a rock-hard erection in your pants. You're such a naughty boy…

If he was a naughty boy, then what did that make her? A naughty woman? Or a dirty old cougar…

Right now Summer didn't care if that's what she was. She felt alive right now. She felt desirable for the first time in years. The fact that it was a young man her eldest daughter's age made her feel young as well. Back at Beacon Academy she had been the target of many boys' affection and attention. Though that number had dwindled to just one today, she still embraced it. She cherished it. She wanted Jaune to stare at her body and make her feel beautiful and wanted again.

Summer gave her butt a soft wiggle as she held the pose, hoping to taunt the boy as he leered at the thin fabric covering her. She wondered just how much of her curves showed through the yoga pants. She wondered if Jaune saw the outline of her panties. She wondered how long it would be until he was forced to excuse himself. If he did, Summer would know why. And by the gods would it be hot…

Releasing the post, Summer came back down to her hands and knees, resting for a few seconds before standing back up. Another pose came to mind, one that would give Jaune another good view. Something about teasing the boy in such a manner just made her smile inside. She wasn't vindictive or malevolent in her actions. She wasn't acting out of vengeance for the boy invading her own thoughts and dreams. No, it was almost like a game to the woman. She wanted to know if she could earn his attention as much as he had earned hers. Even if it had all been unintentional to begin with…

Standing upright and facing the TV, Summer bent at the knees, her backside sticking out prominently as she did so. Next her arms extended straight upward, before finally she began to lean backwards, arching at the back so that she was once more looking at the ceiling. The chair pose would normally do wonders for your core and lower body, but today…

Today she was doing it for Jaune.

Even though she couldn't see his face, nor could he see hers, Summer stared up with a smile on hers. Do you like what you see, Jaune? Do you like staring at my butt? In my dreams you might make a move on me right here and now, but I know that you're far too much of a gentleman to even dream of such a thing in reality. Still, I hope you enjoy the show. I hope you have pleasant thoughts about me the next time you pleasure yourself. I hope…

Pop.

Something in Summer's back gave way, and when it did the rest of her body did as well. With a cry of pain she fell forward, her position collapsing entirely as she came down to a single knee. Her right hand came to immediately be placed on her back, holding the area now suddenly shooting with pain.

"Summer!" she heard Jaune shout in concern, and she heard him leap from his position on the couch as he came to stand beside her. "Are you okay?"

She was. There was nothing broken. Nothing torn. Just… just a mild strain. One gotten from trying to show off to the boy, who at this very moment was hovering mere inches from her body.

"I'm okay," she said wincing with pain as she stood back up. She wobbled for a brief second, but that second was enough to make Jaune reach out and touch her. To support her so that she wouldn't fall.

The feeling of his hands on her back and stomach sent shivers down her spine.

"Hey, take it easy," he said gently, his hands remaining on her the entire time. Though thoughts of him checking her out had been driven from her mind, the fact that he was touching her now was not lost on the woman. How much of it was necessary, and how much was fuelled by his undoubtedly revved up desire, she could not begin to fathom.

"I'm okay," she repeated, still struggling to speak through the irritating pain that was coursing through her back muscles. "Just pulled something, that's all."

"Do you need to lie down?" he asked. "I can help you to bed."

He'll take you to bed, her mind rephrased for her. In this moment Summer could get the boy into her bedroom, and she could allow him to lay her down onto her mattress. A younger, bolder girl might have even 'accidentally' pulled him down on top of her as he aided her, spreading her legs in the process so that he fell between them. So that their chests were touching, their faces mere inches away from each other, staring into one another's eyes with a mixture of shock and lust…

"Summer?"

The woman shook the errant thoughts from her head. "Yes, maybe I just need to lie down for a few minutes…"

"If you want… I could, um, give you a massage," he suggested.

Summer's body shuddered.

"A massage?"

"Oh, um, just because, you did it for me yesterday, remember?" he reminded her. She remembered all too well. "When I got hurt training. So I could just… I dunno. Return the favor? I don't really know how to give a massage, but you could teach me maybe…"

He wants you to teach him things…

Summer could teach Jaune all manner of things involving the female body. If he wanted to give her a massage, however, maybe it would do her some good. If nothing else, it would add a nice bit of realism for her next fantasy, remembering the feeling of the target of her desire on top of her…

"Yes," she agreed all too readily. She couldn't believe he had suggested it, nor could she believe that she had agreed to it. She was going to bring the boy to her bedroom in order to lay her down and rub his hands all over her. What more could a dirty cougar ask for…

Summer led the way, moving up the staircase en route to her bedroom.

It was a good thing Yang's door was still closed.

Why did you offer her a massage!

Those were the words that screamed in Jaune's head as Summer closed the door behind them. As she made her way over to the bed that he stood nervously next to.

Why did she agree!

In lieu of her usual corset and skirt, Summer was wearing tight black yoga pants and a white tank top. They clung to her body so rigidly that they left painfully little to the imagination. He was sure that even a tiny amount of water being spilled on her top would have revealed the peaks of two beautiful mountains.

Jaune did his best to shake the thought away. Right now of all times was not the right one to get horny. Truth be told, ever since he had seen those two little bits of Summer through her nightgown the other day, a part of his body and mind had raged for him to take care of himself. However, he couldn't very well do it here. Not in Summer's house. It didn't seem right.

The soft squeaking of mattress springs earned his attention, and Jaune saw that Summer was now sat on the edge of the bed. Soon enough he would be joining her. Soon he would be rubbing his hands all over her.

Her eyes met his, and Jaune flinched under her silver gaze. "Jaune, would you mind turning around for just a second?"

He nodded quickly. "Yeah. Sure."

Jaune turned his body to face Summer's bedroom door. Behind him he heard a few soft movements from behind him, and he began to wonder what exactly she was doing that required him to turn around. There was really only one thing he could think of, despite how much he didn't want to think about it right now.

It didn't take long for him to find out.

"Okay, you can look."

The boy turned back to face the bed, and to his choking surprise, found a woman lying down on her stomach.

Topless.

Summer's white top laid crumpled at her side on the bed, a reminder that she had taken it off in his presence. His breath hitched.

Her head turned and craned back to eye him once more. "Don't be shy, come on over," she invited oh so tantalizingly. "Do you remember how I did it for you?"

Jaune remembered. He remembered how she straddled his hips. He knew he couldn't do that to her. Not with the growing hardness in his pants. He'd have to hover over Summer's prone body as he massaged her.

Oh, right. He didn't know how to give a massage. Just what was he doing here again?

"Jaune?"

"C-coming." Though painfully, he wasn't.

As Jaune approached the woman lying half-nude on her bed, Jaune couldn't help but stare at the bare skin of her back. She was pale, unsurprisingly as Summer didn't seem like the type to lie down and tan in the warm weather. Her body, while not tight and slender like the girls from Beacon, was still gorgeous and attractively thin. Not even middle age or motherhood had been able to detract from Summer's undeniable beauty. Gods, he wondered what the front side of her looked like…

Crawling up onto the bed on his knees, Jaune knelt next to her for long moments until she turned her head to look at him again. "Having second thoughts?"

I'm having a million thoughts right now… "Um, I just don't really know what to do now…"

She smiled warmly, and it was like she was an entirely different woman now. A sweet and caring mother rather than a sexy MILF who had just been doing sexy yoga poses.

"Well to start off you need to get in position," she offered helpfully. "Straddle my hips like I did yours. Don't worry, I can take a little weight. Even if you are a big guy."

Jaune swallowed but complied, looping a leg over Summer's deliciously ample ass that was just begging to be set free from the constraining yoga pants. He was careful not to touch it, despite how much a certain part of his body was in a prime position to do so…

His hands came down on her back not only to get a feel of just what he was going to do, but to help brace himself so his hard cock wouldn't poke against her backside. Almost immediately as his hands met her flesh, a low moan slipped through Summer's lips.

It wasn't helping his little problem below the belt.

"Wow, you're so big," she moaned dreamily as the side of her head rested on a pillow. "Large hands are perfect for massages."

She's talking about your hands. You didn't touch her with your dick…

"Um, so now what?" he asked meekly.

"Now just… start applying pressure. Rub and squeeze with your fingers and thumbs. Don't be afraid to get a little rough."

Jaune swallowed again. Sure. Keep using that kind of language when he was touching her bare skin. That didn't give him more problems to deal with.

Well, her shoulders seemed like the best place to start. That's what she had done for him yesterday. Seeing that as the best way forward, Jaune gripped Summer's shoulders tightly and began to push his thumbs down into her skin and up her body.

The reaction was immediate, as another soft moan escaped the woman's mouth. "Oh… that's nice, Jaune."

Oh my gods there's a topless woman moaning underneath me… "T-thanks," he said softly. At least he was doing something right. Even if it felt so wrong.

Jaune kept up the work on Summer's shoulders, experimenting with his fingers and thumbs to apply pressure and squeeze down on any muscle he managed to find. All the while Summer continued to offer sounds of encouragement. If only she knew what else it was encouraging from him…

After what felt like an eternity, but in reality only a couple of minutes, she spoke again. "You can go lower now," she directed him. "The upper and middle back too."

Jaune nodded despite the fact that she couldn't see him, and his hands migrated down to the soft, supple skin of her back right below the armpits. Right on the opposite side of…

As Jaune's fingers dug in, his mind was plagued by more errant thoughts. If his fingers just happened to slip just a little bit, they'd move down and be able to squeeze the sides of her tits… no, he couldn't do that. Not without her permission.

He shook his head, trying to focus on the task at hand once more. His eyes stared down at the silky-smooth skin of her back. At the bare back of the woman underneath him. The back he was busy rubbing, as much for his own satisfaction as hers. It felt so dirty, but it felt so right too…

Suddenly Summer's back bucked, and her backside shot up. Right into Jaune's hard cock.

His hands froze. Summer's body froze as well. Blue eyes widened, and Jaune held his breath.

"Jaune. Is that your…"

Jaune removed his hands from her skin immediately and came up and off of her. "I- I'm so sorry, Summer. It just happened. I-"

The woman on the bed turned over completely, and fully exposed herself to the boy kneeling on the edge of the bed.

Jaune's eyes grew impossibly wider as he took in the sight of Summer's exposed chest. It took a moment for his brain to remember how to function, but as soon as he did he looked away.

"S-summer, you're… you're not wearing a shirt, remember?"

"I know," she said with amazing calmness. How could she be so collected at a time like this? "Jaune. Look at me."

He didn't know how to process the order he had just been given, but one thing was for certain. He wanted to look. He wanted it more than anything right now.

Jaune's eyes once more came to gaze upon Summer's topless body. On her large, beautiful breasts. After long seconds of taking in the sight, he finally managed to meet her silver eyes once more.

"That was your penis," she said knowingly. "You find me attractive, don't you?"

His eyes darted away for a moment before going back to hers. He nodded nervously. "Yes."

She stared at him silently, though there was no anger in her eyes. Eyes that never left his as she hooked an errant lock of red-black hair behind her ear. She was beautiful. Stunningly so. She looked so much like Ruby too. Jaune would be lying if he said he'd never thought about her, or any of his female friends really, in such a manner. He never would have expected that any of them, and especially not one of their mothers, would be okay with him doing so.

That was exactly what Summer was doing, right? That's why she was exposing herself to him at this very moment. Because she was interested in what he had to offer. In what had just poked against her backside. Interested if not romantically, then at the very least sexually.

He received his answer when he saw Summer tentatively reach out with a hand toward him. More specifically, toward what was in his pants. Her eyes never left his even as she neared him, as if wordlessly asking for his explicit permission for what was to come next. To see if there was any hesitation or rejection in his eyes. There was none. None whatsoever as her fingertips grazed the throbbing erection trapped inside his blue jeans.

Summer's fingers did their best to grip his hardness beneath the denim. Only then did her eyes finally shift down to his waist. "Do I turn you on, Jaune?"

Jaune couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that his best friend's mom was touching his cock. If this was a dream he didn't want to wake up.

"Yes," he breathed again.

"Come here, dear," she beckoned gently, taking his hand in hers and urging him further onto the bed. Only when his whole body was atop it did she use her hold on him to lay him down on his back. Summer got onto her knees and crawled over next to him, her breasts dangling down as she lay at his side.

Her hand returned to his pants immediately, unbuckling the belt, and his first line of defense. "It seems like you have quite a problem here," she purred. Where had this Summer come from? The tone she spoke in had shifted from something sweet and innocent to something else entirely. Something provocative. Dirty. Sexy. "Touching me has had an effect on you. Would you like me to take care of it?"

Jaune's breath hitched. Summer was offering to… take care of his hard time. "Are you sure?"

Even as her fingers and thumb were unclasping the button above his pants' zipper, her eyes returned to his. "Only if you are. Do you want this, Jaune?"

The zipper came down next, and a raging erection that was finally freed formed a huge tent in his boxers. It twitched underneath the foreign touch of the beautiful woman who lay beside him. Jaune wanted this. He was never more certain of anything else in his life.

"Yes…"

Summer smiled that familiar, serene smile of hers even as she pulled down the band of his underwear. "So do I."

Cool air hit his exposed member, but it was so hot right now that it didn't matter. The warmth of Summer's fingers wrapped around it, shielding it from the air as her thumb began to toy with his head. She certainly had experience, and the fact that she was already making Jaune start to gasp in these first few seconds was proof of it.

"Does that feel good, Jaune?" she cooed softly. "Do you need a woman's touch right now?"

"Gods yes…" he breathed, closing his eyes as he felt her fingers wrap around his length. He'd masturbated many times, but the feel of someone else's hand around his cock was exhilarating like nothing he had ever felt before.

"Then you won't mind if I give you a hand."

He wouldn't mind at all. Right now his throbbing cock needed a release in the worst kind of way. He wanted Summer to milk him dry.

Summer's grip grew firmer, the entirety of her hand wrapped around his shaft now as she began to pump it up and down. Her thumb left his head, probably because she knew that it would be over in no time if she attacked that most sensitive spot of his too early. No, she wanted to prolong this, it seemed. Jaune was happy for that. He didn't want this to end either.

"I dreamed about you last night," she confessed to him. All while she continued to stroke his cock. "About you doing wild things to me. Gods, it was the first time in years I had a naughty dream like that. I woke up incredibly hot and bothered, Jaune."

Jaune opened his eyes once more and turned to see that Summer's attention was focused on her work. It seemed as though he wasn't the only one getting satisfaction from this.

"Have you… dreamed about me?" she wondered, the question sounding almost nervous. It was amazing that at a time like this, with her hand wrapped around his cock, that Summer was nervous.

Sadly he hadn't. However, he was sure that after this he would have many dreams about Summer and her gorgeous body doing things to me. "No," he admitted. Though after today he probably would. His eyes were still glued to her chest as he spoke. "But this is way better than any dream."

"I'm glad you think so. It's exciting for me too." Jaune's eyes shifted from her breasts back to her face, and a coy smile spread on the woman's face. "To think that my old body could do this to a younger man," she continued, giving his dick a bit of a firmer squeeze to emphasize her point.

"You're not old," he gasped, the woman continuing to pump up and down on his shaft. "You're so beautiful, Summer."

"You're sweet, and I know you mean it too. I noticed how you were trying to sneak peeks at me while I was doing my yoga. I feel so young and attractive with you, Jaune. I feel so alive. For the first time in years."

So she had seen him checking her out? Jaune wondered if that played a hand in what was going on right now. If the yoga, the massage, if it had all been part of some sort of plan to make this happen organically.

Summer's hand increased its tempo, and her fingers came up higher and higher onto his head as she did so. "I've thought about you ever since I saw you working shirtless out in the backyard. Gods, I'm such a dirty old woman, aren't I?"

Dirty, no. Lonely on the other hand… maybe. She'd lost her husband. Her daughters had only recently come back home from Beacon. She by her own admission didn't have many guests over, and wasn't dating. It only made sense that a person would seek out comfort, both emotionally and physically. Especially in such trying times. Maybe he wasn't the only one who needed support for his trauma. Summer was going through a rough time right now too with the wound inflicted on Ruby and Yang.

A physical release felt so good for Jaune right now after all he'd gone through. If Summer needed one too… who was he to condemn her?

He wanted to return the favor to her. In his wildest fantasies he'd performed incredible sexual favors for girls like Weiss and Yang. He'd squeezed their tits and asses. Shoved his head between their legs and lapped at their sex until they screamed. Pinned them to the bed and pumped their pussies until he'd filled them up with cum. However, being in an actual position to do that with a woman was far more intimidating than he ever could have imagined.

He hadn't even so much as touched Summer since this had started.

"Summer, can I…"

She regarded him with interest. "Hmm?"

"Can I touch… your boobs?"

She smiled. Her strokes on his cock slowed, but were still arousing and satisfying. "I think that's only fair."

Jaune's focus returned to her chest, on the uppermost breast that rested there while Summer laid on her side. He reached out, tentatively taking it in his hands, giving the large and full thing a squeeze.

A soft, throaty moan sounded from Summer's closed mouth, sending chills down Jaune's spine and spurring him on further. He squeezed again and again, kneading it like dough with as much vigor as he had done while attempting to give her back its massage.

"It's been so long since I've been touched like this…" she whispered. Whether it was in response to his own touch or not, Jaune didn't know, but Summer began to pick up the pace and jerked him off with ever increasing speed.

Jaune didn't want it to end, but the combination of Summer's hard strokes and the squishy feeling of her breast had pushed him to the point of no return. He squeezed down on her boob as tight as he would grip Crocea Mors' handle, earning another soft cry of pleasure from the woman.

It was too much, and Summer's rapid pumping pushed Jaune further than he had ever gone before. He tried holding back as much as possible, and for long seconds a painful pressure built up as he desperately sought not to cum. However, Summer gave him no choice, and her expert handwork forcefully expelled a fountain of cum from his hard, throbbing cock.

"Oh, Summer. Oh gods, Summer…"

It shot straight up into the air, arcing down before splattering on them both. Multiple shots hit both Jaune's chest and stomach, as well as her own exposed side and breast. Loud, audible breaths and moans escaped Jaune's lips as Summer continued to milk him well past his limit, taking immense pleasure in his own orgasm. Those loving silver eyes never left his even as they were both being splattered by his spunk.

A sudden cold feeling took hold of Jaune's dick as Summer released her grasp on it. He saw how she examined her hand, as well as the thick, white goo which covered parts of it. "Oh you had so much," she commented calmly. "How long has it been, dear?"

Too long. Far too long. Beacon and its co-ed dorms didn't exactly give a teenage boy a lot of privacy. It was almost criminal how they forced boys and girls in top physical condition to room together like that.

Summer took the white top that had been laying next to them on the bed and wiped her hand clean of his cum. A moment later she used it to wipe her breast and stomach as well. She folded it in half and handed it to him. "It looks like I'll need to do some laundry today," she motioned to his now soiled hoodie.

Jaune looked down at his heaving chest to see that there were indeed a few long streaks of white on his black sweatshirt. Totally worth it.

The sudden buzzing of a scroll sounded from the table next to them. Summer reached over and read the message which she had just received.

She stood up immediately. "That was Yang," she said, moving over to her dresser. A moment later she produced new shirt and slipped it on over her head. "Just leave your hoodie in here and head downstairs. We'll talk later, Jaune."

Without another word Summer opened the door and exited. Jaune lay there, his softening cock still out and a tank top in his hands in order to clean himself up.

He didn't know what the future would bring, or when, but all he knew was that he couldn't wait for it to come.

He couldn't wait to cum again either.

Author's Note: The cougar has struck, and days of sexual tension has been unleashed. It's only just the beginning.

Summer as usual continues to be extremely fun to write. Writing a sweet Supermom who has urges and needs just like any other person in the world is different, especially when those needs are directed at a guy who at his age likely wouldn't say no to such a proposal.

Anyway, thank you all so much for reading as always. More to come in this story, and in fact, more writing to come later today. Expect to see the next chapter of My Abominable Monster Classmates Can't Be This Cute soon!

I hope you enjoyed the chapter.