Two years ago, Dennis caught his mother cheating. He wasn't just mad she cheated, but after watching her have sex, he can't stop thinking about her. When his father takes her back, Dennis has to deal with his lust for her every day. When he catches her again, Mom begs him not to tell, and says she'll do anything he wants. Dennis decides to take her up on that offer…and Mom's really in trouble now!
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He slid his phone from his pocket, “Going to call him right now, so like I said, better start packing all your slutty little dresses and shoes.”
“Please don’t!” Mom lost all pretense of trying to stay calm and use her twisted logic on him. “Please honey, please don’t tell your dad! I…I’ll be good I promise!”
“Good? As in a good lay for your next boy toy? This is the second time, you’re not going to change and now you can fool around with all the young guys you want.” He smirked, “Course they have no money, so you’ll have to get an old one to pay for you.”
“Dennis please! I’m your mom! Don’t do this to me! Don’t do this to your dad, or all of us! Please!”
“Too late.” Dennis was done with it, it was fun hearing her beg, but he couldn’t play this up any longer, time to do the right thing. “Calling dad now and…”
He stopped when she dropped to her knees in front of him.
“I’ll do anything Dennis! Anything you want, I’ll get it for you! Anything you want me to do, I’ll do it!”
He looked down into her wide blue eyes and that trembling lip, then his eyes lowered he found himself staring down her dress. The sight of her on her knees, begging and saying his name, her face was a foot from his crotch.
He was glad she was looking at his face because there was a very noticeable bulge growing between his legs. He looked back at her face, those full red lips, the big eyes, that long dark hair.
“Anything?” he whispered, unaware he was going to speak.
“Anything! I promise! Please?” She clasped her hands together in a classic begging pose and he thought of them bound, or behind her back, just using her mouth to…
“Take your shirt off.” He spoke so quickly, he’d surprised himself.
“Okay, I’ll…” She stopped and stared at him. “Did you just ask me to take my shirt off?”
Shit, he was screwed! No, she was. He had the pictures, proof of what she did. What would she have for proof if she told dad her son wanted to see her naked?
“No, I told you to take your shirt off.” He repeated and when she didn’t move right away snapped, “Now!”