Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep58

I showered, I rested, then I decided to work out. We had a spare upstairs master suite that dad and I had converted into a small gym. We had a treadmill, an Olympic weight bench, dumbbells, a pull-up, and dip machine, and just enough room to use each machine without having to tuck anything in. I skipped cardio and performed a lightweight/many reps routine, working hard, but not so hard I wouldn't be able to give my mother the fucking she deserved.

What a weird thought, I thought. Giving my mother the fucking she deserved. Never in my life had I imagined myself thinking something like that for any reason, but now it seemed as natural as breathing.

I took another shower, humming "Never Going to Give You Up" by Rick Astley.

Jeans and a plain black T-shirt made up my outfit, and I was downstairs, sitting on the couch with my phone off to the side when I heard Mom's office door open and close. I heard the opening and closing of her bedroom door; then it opened again about ten minutes later.

Mom came downstairs, dressed in a high-on-the-thigh, gray tennis skirt. If she bent over, she'd be showing muff. She also wore a dark blue polo shirt with a white collar and trim. The fabric hugged her littlish tits, and by the way they bounced and her nipples stuck out, I could see that she wasn't wearing a bra. She still had her hair worn back, though it looked neater than this morning. She had her purse on her left arm and her sunglasses on her face, and as she cleared the last stair, she tossed me the keys to her Mercedes SUV.

"I want to go out for lunch today," Mom said, heading for the door. "To Biggie's Burgers. You can drive."

"Your car?"

"Yeah," Mom said, "it's harder for most people to look through my windows than yours when we're driving. You never know when we may need our privacy."

I followed my mother outside. We were driving through our neighborhood five minutes later, on our way to the fast-food drive-through with Mom's purse in the backseat and my cock growing in pants every time she tilted her head to look at my crotch.

"How are things with Jenna?" Mom asked.

"Good," I said, shrugging, my eyes glancing at her lotioned legs. "She's frustrated."

"And you?"

as much as I used to be." I smiled. "But, it's hard when

"You are being careful?"

I nodded.

Mom said. "Tell me, what

I said, my cheeks warming enough to tell me

Mom asked.

I shrugged.

lips. "They look

and my cock swelling.

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you touched that pretty little pussy she was showing off

I said,

"Have you fingered it?"

"Yes."

whispered. She

pushed against my pants with a

you yet?" Mom asked, her

for our first time together, but

right hand slid along her shoulder strap, tugging it further