Mom the reluctant sex slave

[DannyBoyUK]

Judy heaved a sigh of relief as the final pile of paperwork relating to her tax return was completed. It had taken all day and would now be submitted before the deadline.

Her teenage son Michael had spent ten hours helping her and but for his alert and efficient mind there was no way she would have otherwise have got it done. She was immensely grateful and told him so, using a cliche that she was very quick to regret

"Honey, how can I ever thank you ?"

Michael smiled "D'ya mean that mom ?"

"Of course" she answered "just name it"

"Well, you could be my sex slave for the rest of the week-end" he announced boldly.

Judy wasnt entirely sure whether he was joking. She very much hoped that he was.....

 

[Chronicler]

What is with you?

OOC: What is it with you and your threads. A pattern is beginning to emerge. Are you a teenage boy who's obsessed with fucking your mother. I mean, it's none of my business, you can post whatever you like, I'm just curious.

 

[need a dom]

yeah what gives

im mad curious how u got this whole fetish started how how hwo

 

[Guest]

If it isnt your business Chronicler, why bother posting a message ?

As for need a dom, learn to type and spell.

 

[Chronicler]

Sorry

Sorry DannyBoy to turn this into a debate, but since when was it against the rules to ask a question, and why are you being so malicious Anna? Have you never made a typing error? Geez, I feel sorry for your boyfriend...Oops, no sorry, that's right. You don't have one.

PS. And since we're being so picky, you should brush up on your punctuation, notice :

it isnt

. Lady, get a life, so I can get back to mine.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Judy blinked, then figuring that he was kidding got up and laughed, "Only if you kept me intoxicated the whole time."

 

[DannyBoyUK]

Michael treated her answer with total seriousness - which had not been Judy's intention.

"I'd prefer you sober, mom, because that way we could talk about what we were doing. But if you want me to go to the store on the corner I can buy a whole load of alcohol for you. What sort of drink do you want me to get ?"

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Judy

Judy turned around and looked at her son in shock, "You cannont be serious...I'm your mother!"

Strangely the thought that he wanted her was a bit of a turn on.

 

[DannyBoyUK]

OOC
Goodness gracious how the hell are you, Sugar. Delighted to hear from you again - I thought these two threads of ours had died a death ages ago.

<s>

So as we do not suffer the same problems we did before....howsabout a deal....<s> ? One mom is unwilling and the other willing ? I'll let you pick which <s>.........

 

[SugarDeSpice]

I guess this one will be unwilling

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Judy

A bit of a turn on but not much of one.

"Answer me, you aren't serious are you?"

 

[DannyBoyUK]

"Well, you're a good looking woman, mom.....but I guess if we are talking about who wasn't being serious, it was you when you used the phrase just name it - I'll tell you if I was being serious, if you tell me first whether you were."

He was feeling an awkward pang at having made a pass at her (even though his request had been his heart's desire for many months)

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Judy

Her head is spinning. "Well I didn't imagine you would ask for that."

 

[DannyBoyUK]

"Well.......just hypothetically,mom - if that IS what I am asking for, would you go along with it ?"

Just talking about it was getting Michael excited - even though he was telling himself she would probably get up and slap him at any moment.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Judy

Well I did say any thing...but god, "Of course not, but you aren't serious anyways are you?"

 

[DannyBoyUK]

"Well seeing as you are asking me, mom - er, YES - I would like to do sexy things with you."

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Judy

"But...but...I'm your mother!" She screamed shocked and ran up to her room

 

[DannyBoyUK]

Worried at what he had done, Michael picked up his mobile phone and rang the house number knowing Judy would pick up the extension by her bed.

"Hello" she answered, not realising who had called.

"Mom, please come downstairs - I am sure we can talk about this."

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Judy

Judy immediately hung up on him

 

[DannyBoyUK]

The next sound she heard from downstairs was that of her favourite music - Mike Oldfield - playing out on the stereo. Her son had never liked that CD so it was clear he was trying to make some sort of amends.

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Judy

Judy quickly got into the shower, trying to block out the sound, but it was still playing when she got out so she wrapped a towel around her and stormed down stairs yanking the plug out of the wall, "Enough!"

 

[DannyBoyUK]

"You look good, mommy, you always look good. Can I help it if I am turned on by you ?"

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Judy

Judy shook her head, "Do you actually think I'm going to let you do what you want to me?"

 

[DannyBoyUK]

Softly and trying to avoid looking her straight in the eye he replied "I hoped.....I hoped that if you really wanted to thank me for helping with your tax returns....I mean that wasn't why I did them but when you said you would reward me.....I couldnt help myself but that was the first thing that came into my head."

 

[SugarDeSpice]

Judy

"But it's wrong, and you know it's wrong why would you ask me to do something like that?"