"Who were you going to meet last night, mother?" you sneer.
"I...I had a c-company meeting." she responds with a look of uncertainty on her face.
"In that dressing grown? Don't lie Joan."
"Fine! I was going to meet my boss, Mr Paul Onderson."
"That arrogant bastard?! Why? For what?" You had met him before, and you didnt like him one bit. He treated everyone else like dirt and thought that everyone was lower than him.
"We made an arrangment in the afternoon. He said that if i agreeded to have sex with him 3 times a week, he would pay me an extra three thousand and give me preferantial treatment." You are a little surprised at this. But this was not unexpected for you. You knew that your mom was so hot, men would be hitting on her day and night. But you are surprised she actually agreed. You didnt know your mother was such a whore.
"Well Joan, I suppose i cant stop you from being a whore, but then, you'll have act like one to me too."
"You, you-" You cut her off before she can spit out her profanity.
"Lets state the agreement shall we? You will fuck me whenever i request it, on no cirumstance will you refuse to fuck me in anyway i see fit. Also, i get to sleep with you every night should i wish to, bathe with you, and touch you anywhere and anytime i want to. You will strip whenever you are in the house and when i tell you to. In return, i will keep quiet about last night and i will hide the pictures. Do we have a deal?" She glares at you furiously, fuming. Then, gives an almost invisible nod.
"Good, first thing i want you to do, gimme a blowjob." |