"We have come in, Mrs. Dianne!" Kye interrupted her sensual reverie, barging through the rear door with Sergeant before him. "The sky is darkened, besides, Olaf doesn't believe many things I say. Oh, come off that shit, he says, and I don't know what to think!"
The crude four-letter word struck Dianne with a bit of an impact, but not enough for her to make an issue of it. She reminded herself that she had to remember all of the unbelievable ingredients that went to make up this boy, this entire picture, plus her own accepted responsibilities to him. Besides, it wasn't as if she'd been raised in a household where such terms weren't tossed about. Though her mother had been religious and her father, somewhat, her dad had always shown a tendency toward ribaldry in his remarks… and many of them dealing with sexual aspects. Both of her brothers had been wild, while her younger sister wrote her letters that Playboy wouldn't print.
"I-I wouldn't let anything that Olaf says bother you, Kye, if I were you," she casually replied. "These American boys are different and can be pretty harsh sometimes, dear…"
"But he is Swedish he says. Did he lie?"
"No. His parents are Swedish. He is an American, Kye, born in this country," Dianne explained, wiping her hands. "Just as your sons will be American, darling, when they are born here."
"Do you think that will really happen, Mrs. Dianne? Will they let me stay?" he questioned excitedly.
"Well… Captain Mark is working on it, Kye. I don't know. Let's hope so, eh? We both want you to remain here…"
"You really mean that, Mrs. Dianne?" he almost gasped out, his young mouth and dark eyes agape.
"Of course I mean it, darling…"
He bounced forward then and kissed her on the cheek while Sergeant barked in a throaty tone she'd not heard before from him. Kye said: "You make me so very happy, Mrs. Ma'am! I want to dance… but instead I'll go take my shower! Thank you! Thank you…!"
His exuberance, his open heart-felt joy, had softened Dianne like a wet sponge. Even her breathing was uneven as she walked to her bedroom. Oh, Mark had to do something! The authorities must be made to understand the necessity of keeping this boy here! His whole future depended on it, and after all, wasn't that the basis of the United States of America?
She began to undress, thinking these things, the pleasant mood her thoughts had woven for her responsible for the little shivers of happy excitement which continued to flutter through her. In the privacy of her shower, those same tiny thrills persisted, and magnifying considerably whenever she let her mind dwell on Mark and what their first night in bed together again was going to be like!
God, she was acting like a wanton little hussy, and reveling in the knowing of it, the sensually incited young woman shamelessly realized as she smiled to herself. And why not? There was certainly nothing wrong in a wife's having erotic desire for her own husband, she happily thought, toweling dry and slipping on her short, green chiffon nightie with its almost see-through over-wrap. She would read awhile and hopefully unwind some, but sleep wasn't going to come easily for her tonight, though she was determined not to do it… and tonight he had even left his door open with the light still burning.
Peering around the frame of the opening, the young wife wearing her usual smile, poised her knuckles to tap against the casing… but never did! Instead, her smile seemed to crystallize into a waxen-like expression of stunned amazement, her large eyes widening accordingly as she stared at the unbelievable scene taking place on the bed before her! At first in those rushing flash of seconds, she couldn't quite comprehend that it was actually happening… it was too lewdly bizarre…! With the door wide open… and lying there totally naked…! But it was! He… Kye was playing with himself, his legs stretched out and locked at the ankles, his nudely exposed young loins straining fervidly upward off the bed to the rhythmic massaging of his hand!
Dianne might have jumped back out of respect for another's privacy had she not been taken so completely unaware by the lewdly shocking spectacle, but as it was there were still a few seconds before Sergeant, lying at the foot of the bed watching his young master's eagerly strenuous actions, saw her and barked his greeting. During that lapse of brief moments before she was recognized, Dianne couldn't help but fasten her widely disbelieving eyes on the focal point of the long, thickly hardened penis which he was clasping tightly in a rapidly working fist! She gaped at its bulbous young head being moistly exposed with every vigorous down-stroke, and the size of his excitement bloated testicles resting against his tightly joined thighs, the racy impression that his genitals were the most developed part of his slim young body registering incredibly in her mind.
Though repelled, as well as feeling a wave of shocked anger sweeping rapidly through her, the already sensually keyed-up Dianne couldn't deny the tiny little tingling sensations the sight of his sizably swollen young penis was adding to her own shameful arousal. Her breathing had reflexively quickened with the surge of blood suddenly pounding through her veins and she couldn't restrain the audible gasp which escaped her, announcing her presence to Sergeant.
Abruptly, at the animal's bark, Kye sat upright, his preoccupied face lighting with its usual lavish smile at the sight of her! And to Dianne's stupefied awe, he continued to grasp hold of his lengthy penile hardness and lewdly continue stroking it while he shamelessly grinned at her!
"You have come to say good-night to me, Mrs. Dianne?" he questioned, flashing his white teeth and dark eyes. "So, you see, you have caught me making myself crazy-happy! But I just had to… I am so filled with joy from what you and Captain Mark are doing for me! My cock, it got as hard as a stone… you see? It always does when I am very, very excited about something, and then I have to do this until it shoots out its juice and makes me feel like I am popping open from head to toe…!"
The abashed young wife could do absolutely nothing but stand there and stare at the obscenely incredulous sight. Her knees suddenly felt as if they were filled with water! She read the innocence on his handsome, youthful face and immediately wondered if he were some sort of mentally deficient idiot! Yet, at the same time she knew that was impossible… Mark would never have brought a degenerate moron into their home…! His casual use of the four-letter word cock… his frank description of the orgasm he was straining toward, plus the inconceivable fact that he had never wholly stopped and was still rhythmically caressing his thickly hardened young cock, was enough to make her wonder if she wasn't losing her own mind!
Later, Dianne concluded that it was probably the intensive flush of blood pounding feverishly through her already wrought-up body which jolted her to her senses when somehow, she heard herself chokingly command: "Stop it! Do you hear me, Kye? Stop that… that horrible thing you're doing to yourself this very instant!"
He did… almost, but not letting entirely free of his husky young, lust-incited hardness, the angered sharp tone of her voice causing his smile to crumble in a hurt confusion. He had only to look up at her usually gentle, beautiful face to know that she was enraged, but for the life of him, Kye couldn't imagine why. He had remembered to close the refrigerator door when he got his glass of milk… had turned off the shower faucets tightly and washed the ring from the bathtub! What else was there that he could have done wrong…?
"J-Just what do you think you're doing to yourself young man…?" Dianne managed, realizing that she had to say something… that she just couldn't simply stand there gaping down at his exposed young loins. The lewd sight of which was in spite of her shock, beginning to have an uncontrollably lustful effect on her. She had moved into the room and toward the bed where he sat upright, still utterly amazed at his expression of innocence… now, hurt innocence… clouding his good-looking, teenage face. Either she had to be going insane, or he was really convinced that what she'd caught him doing was perfectly normal!