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.

ate another oyster, I said, "I've just realized oysters

last oyster. "Christ, we're going to be two horny, drunk women before this

laughed back,

food arrived and we ate mostly in silence as my tummy settled

done, Mom asked, "Do you want some

"Is cum coated

you like it

me thinking

a little slutty every now

a bad idea," I said, realising that my pussy was

wine. I have a

"You do?" I asked.

"We do," she nodded.

"Where?"

"That's a surprise,"

"Tell me."

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wouldn't be

I hate

one," she said,

be a long stop," I said. "I'm tipsy, horny, tired, and have

as you want," she promised, before adding, "long enough so you won't

my tipsy mind not processing as fast anymore. Either way, I shrugged, downed my wine

getting my second wind of enthusiasm, although my legs were feeling a bit uncooperative. "Remember those words," Mom intoned ominously, which made me super

taxi, Mom too tipsy to

question ever

time for everything," I sighed, my mom a

is the most apropos thing

I'm drunker than I thought, but everything you say

You just used ominous

you have

"How?"

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