Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

White Slut's Club: Ep9

Mom, as if reading my mind, as she playfully grabbed an oyster, pulled down my chin, and popped an oyster into my mouth, saying, "I imagine Jake is very well endowed."

"He sure can reload quickly," I said and then covered my mouth realizing what I'd just said. Oops!!

"What does that mean?" Mom asked, leaning forward suddenly with great interest.

"Nothing," I said, even though I knew I was about to be interrogated by a woman as thorough as Jack Bauer... she always broke through my barriers.

"What have you done, Missy?" she questioned. No, let's stick with the word 'interrogated', because that's exactly what she always did to me. Mine was already a lost secret, but I went through the motions. "Technically nothing," I answered.

'Well it's obviously technically something according to the redness of your cheeks and your sudden inability to look me in the eye," she correctly assessed.

"I didn't cheat," I clarified.

"I didn't say you did. But I'm not asking for what you didn't do."

I then broke down as I knew I would, and described the entire day... the stockings, which I'd put back on after the spa, the choice of coffees and which one I'd chosen, and the donut.

Her first response was odd. "Did he choose the beige stockings for you?"

"Yes," I nodded.

"Interesting," she said with a slight smile.

"Why is that interesting?" I asked, thinking that the cum coffee and cum donut were the really interesting parts of the story.

"Oh, nothing," she answered, although it was obviously something. Instead she asked, "Did you enjoy the coffee and donut?"

"Yeah," I admitted, "actually, I did," as I popped another oyster into my mouth and had another large sip of wine... already well on my way to tipsy.

"That is the most creative thing I've ever heard," she said.

"I can't believe I drank it and ate it," I said, still shocked at how weak I was becoming around this guy.

"I would have done the same," Mom mused.

"I've just realized oysters and

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"Finish your wine. I have a few

"You do?" I asked.

"We do," she nodded.

"Where?"

"That's a surprise,"

"Tell me."

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