Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Mom Does Anything:>Ep29

I disconnected the call, thinking about my words for the next half hour. Love you. If | loved her, then why was |

willing to fool around with my mother? But Mom's the first woman you loved.

Was that my mind, heart, or cock whispering those words of wisdom to me? Logic versus feelings versus

horniness--along with a little bit of truth from each of them. Jenna had been my neighbor for my entire life. Our

parents had babysat us, and Jenna had been just a little brat until the day she wasn't. Until the | noticed her tits.

(That's a good reason to fall in love.) But, | did love Jenna, yet | had never dated anyone else, either.

| picked up my phone and spoke to the voice command, asking, "Mr. Internet: Is it okay for a man to justify

cheating on the woman he loves?"

The clock on my phone said it was ten minutes until eight, so | killed the search before it had a chance to answer

me, and | left my room for a shower. | didn't need a shitty Al tellingthat | was a terrible person. | finished

showering after eight and dressed in a pair of basketball shorts with my boxer briefs beneath and a tight shirt. |

had my phone in my left hand, ready to take spictures and videos of my mother before | attempted to do a

whole lot more.

| half-trotted downstairs, my muscles were loose, and my steps were light. | didn't see Mom in the living room,

though the dark curtains were open, while the transparent curtains remained shut. | peeked into the seldom-

used great room, and it was empty as well, so | spun on my heels and walked down the hallway that led straight

into the kitchen. Halfway there, | heard the faint sounds of French music, the kind that deserved playton an

old phonograph. I didn't know French, but my mother did, and | knew she listened to those songs whenever she

needed srelaxation in her life. Was that a good sign or a bad sign?

When | exited the shortcut hallway and stepped into the kitchen, | saw Mom in the sposition as | had seen

her yesterday morning. She sat at the breakfast table with the light streaming into the house through the

breakfast area's swinging glass doors. Mom had the morning paper in her left hand, which tilted her body away

from me, but not much.

She didn't look at me, and her right arm lay curled around her waist. She wore an off-the-shoulder, rib-knit, long-

sleeved T-shirt that was violet in color and seemed to make her flaxen hair brighter. Her elf-queen profile looked

sharp this morning, and she was wearing makeup that highlighted the regalness of her features. She sat with her

legs crossed, her right over her left, the hem of her shirt barely covering the tops of her thighs while revealing

the entire side of her leg and the cheek of her ass to me. Whatever she thought about last night, it hadn't

stopped her from wearing a G-string this morning.

That had to be a good sign.

It had to be.

"Good morning," | said as | entered the kitchen and walked behind the kitchen island, ignoring the fridge and

leaning against the island's marble top.

"Good morning," Mom said, not looking up at me.

"Did you sleep well?"

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"I had a good tlast night." | placed my phone in front of me, sliding my right forefinger across the screen and

selecting the camera icon. "A real good time."

"I'm sure you did," Mom said, her voice sounding measured and controlled, her breathing deepening as she

spoke.

"You didn't?" | asked as a tingling sensation rode the length of my shaft.

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"I'm keeping you out of trouble," Mom said. "How | feel about last night doesn't matter."

"| liked it, just saying," | said, matching my tone to my mother's, then uttering a sigh that made my mother roll

her eyes. | smiled. "You didn't like it just a little bit?"

Mom tightened her lips and tilted her head further to the left. Was she smiling? Could | guilt her into a smile, the

way | had when | was younger? She must have liked it, or else she'd be wearing pants today.

"You know," | said, elongating those two words, "if we could keep last night going, I think--I'm not promising

anything--but | think I could stay away from Jenna--sexually--until we were sure we were responsible enough to

handle sex." "You think you could?" Mom asked. It sounded like a question, despite her flat delivery. She

uncrossed her legs, and her thighs rubbed together in the smallest of movements possible. "I think | deserve the

promise of a stress-free month for what | was willing to do for you last night."

My cock swelled with my mother's words. The head thickened faster than the body as the corner of her mouth

pulled into a smile. "I thought staying away from Jenna last night was what | was doing for you," | said as my

member filled up my shorts.

"Promisea stress-free month," Mom said.

"I'll promise you a stress-free month," | said, "as long as you keep my mind off Jenna."

Mom waited and waited with the newspaper held in front of her. Was she thinking? Was she reading? Was she

toying with me? Teasing me? My skin tingled as | waited for her answer.

"Did you want to take spictures of me?" Mom asked. "Before | go upstairs to work?"

"Yeah," | said, licking my lips. "I do. Something like... last night?"

"Con," Mom said. "Let's go to the living room and remember that I'm still your mother."

| nodded my head as my mother

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of her ass cheeks. As Mom left the

kitchen, | followed her to the living

room, where she walked to our couch

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