Mom's New Job (for nefarious_pride)

AaronTraugott

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Aaron missed his mom. She had gone back to work only a couple months ago and already he was starting to feel the separation. There was no one to greet him when he got home from school, no one to clean up after him, and no one to make him dinner. More importantly, he missed watching her do all those things too.

His mom is what his friends called a MILF, and she played the part. She always wore skimpy outfits when his friends came over, and that was often. She loved to host pool parties so she could wear her skimpy bikinis around the house. She always seemed to be dropping things in front of them so she would have to bend over and pick them up. She was nothing but a constant flirt, and she enjoyed the attention his friends lavished on her. Aaron wasn’t sure if it made her feel younger or what, but he used to hate it.

That is, until he got older. Over time he slowly began to recognize how sexy she really was. He would notice things that he hadn’t before, like how long her legs looked in high heels, or the extra amount of cleavage she would flash accidentally when wearing her loose fitting robe.

It eventually became an obsession with him. Trying to catch a glimpse of her by peeking under the gap in the bathroom door or walking in on her accidentally when she was getting dressed in the morning were some of his favorites past-times. Whenever she was wearing a low cut shirt, he loved get a face full of cleavage by rudely reaching across the dinner table, and consequently her, to get the salt. Small little teases like that fueled his imagination enough to help him get off to her later that evening.

Now, however, those days were behind him and he spent his days lying around the house after school regretting that he hadn’t pursued his fantasies further. By the time she got home from work she was too exhausted to do anything but go to bed. He rarely got to see, or lust, after her anymore.
 
Caressa had been a stay at home mum for as long as she could possibly remember. Her marriage had been perfect, her husband had been perfect, and her only son had been perfect too. Guess nobody really told her about the change of events. When things go well for too long one begins to forget about balance and the universe. The divorce had been slow at coming into effect, but it eventually did, and for some months Caressa had been quite devastated, for she had forgotten how to be single and survive, needless to say, he had left her with their son. Not that she minded, quite the opposite, she couldn't be more grateful that Aaron had chosen to live with her instead of his father. She loved him more than life itself, and after picking herself up from her depressive state, she had vowed to provide him with all his father could give and much much more. So, she went back to work.

Her time had been drastically minimized and she barely could spend any time with her son any longer, but at least now they were rather stable financially. She missed those days, when she'd prepare her son's favourite dinner, do his laundry, entertain his friends, throw parties..the whole shebang, but in the back of her mind, she knew those days were behind both of them now. Caressa had always been very comfortable with her body, she had light brown hair that fell to her shoulders, piercing grayish-blue eyes and a curvy body to die for. She had maintained herself for her husband at first, then she was doing it for the attention she got from her son's friends, then finally, she was doing it for her son. Sure there is something disturbing about deriving pleasure from being admired by your own son, but it's not like she was bedding him. She...merely...liked...to be..watched. It made her feel younger again.

It was a Friday morning and she was dressed in her usual blue skirt suit, black heels, a white v-neck blouse underneath which showed more than enough cleavage, and hair pulled up in a bun. A few strands of hair fell around her eyes to adorn her face. She carried her suitcase from her room and reached her son's bedroom. Caressa stood there and sighed, she hadn't even properly talked to him the night before. For all she was worth, she had no idea how he was really doing. She seemed to be always tired lately, so she knocked on his door softly, wondering if he was awake yet.

"Aaron? Sweetie? Can I come in?"
 
“Oh crap,” Aaron said to himself as he struggled to pull up his pants, “wait just a minute!”

She had knocked on the door just as he was masturbating to a porn he had going on his computer. As he got his pajama bottoms up, he slammed the screen to his laptop down and turned on the TV to Sports Center. He then dove under the covers of his bed, in hopes to hide his massive hard on.

“Ok, mom,” he said more calmly.

His mom pushed open the door and strode in. She was dressed for work, but still sexy as ever. Her bare long legs with high heels always got him going, not to mention that cleavage. This was not helping him hide his erection in the least.

“Think sports, think sports,” Aaron muttered quietly to only himself. He had almost finished was he was doing before she interrupted him. Stare at the screen, do not look at her chest, his brain was trying to tell him, but his cock ached the opposite. It was fully engorged and pulsing for a release.

“What’s going on mom?” He asked innocently, eyes still fixed on the TV.
 
There seemed to have been a moment of hesitation before the 'ok mom' was heard. Caressa entered her son's room slowly and closed the door behind her with a soft thud. She stared at him lying in his bed and she smiled, her eyes lit up like they always did everytime he was around. She sat by the edge of his bed like she had done many a times before. Her fingers absently smoothing his covers...

"Good morning honey, I'm sorry if I woke you up, but I am on my way to work and.. well we haven't really been talking lately." Her hand slid from the bed and came to rest on her lap, but her eyes never left his face. "And I know..I know..it is my fault that we are almost drifting apart. But you see, I've been working so hard just so you don't have to worry about money problems, you do understand don't you?"

Caressa stole a glance at the television but quickly returned to look at her handsome son. He had grown up so quickly and had become a reather stunning young man. She couldn't be any more proud that he was hers. "I have a few minutes before my long drive today, sooo.. wanna talk for a bit? How is life for you? What have I missed? Is there anything coming up that I should know about?"

She was going on, pouring out her concerns and her thoughts and her questions but strangely enough there was one thing she hadn't realized until she actually stopped talking - Aaron was staring intently at the television, almost determined not to look over at her, and there also seemed to be a rising bulge in his crotch. This wouldn't be the first time Caressa would see her son's erection, except now he was acting a bit funny about it.

"Uhm baby..do you want me to..go? We can talk after I return from work today if you like" she added very softly, the disappointment she felt already seeping through.
 
Aaron’s heart went out to her. She was genuinely concerned about him and here he was ignoring her. Well, he wasn’t exactly. He heard every word she said, he just couldn’t look at her. The proximity alone was keeping him hard.

Then he heard the disappointment in her voice and he instinctively looked over to her.

“I miss you too mom,” he said turning off the TV. Sport Center was failing him anyways.

“I understand why you have to work so much, it just sucks is all,” Aaron said sadly, “I wish we could spend more time together too.”

His testosterone fueled, teenage mind kicked into overdrive trying to figure out how he could see more of her. Then, out of no where, it came to him. An idea which got him to see more of his mom, get out of school, and buy him a couple minutes to relief himself.

“Why don’t I go to work with you today?” Aaron blurted out quickly and excited at his good idea, “It would be great. I know I would miss school, but I’d be learning what my mother does for a living. I could even help you file paper or something, you know.”

He paused a moment letting her process the information.

“And we can spend some time together,” and then lowering his voice to a sadder tone “at least for one day.”

Aaron was hoping to play on her motherly side to let him tag along. Sure she worked in a boring office, but it wasn’t going to be any worse than school. Besides, he wanted to see his mom kicking ass and taking names at work. He wanted to see how her fellow co-workers, particularly the male ones, acted toward her and her low cut blouses.
 
"I wish we could spend more time together too.” He said

She smiled again and leaned in to slide her slender fingers through his tossled hair slowly. "I'm planning to take a month or so off during the summer so we can have it all to ourselves, maybe we can go to the beach or something..and your friends could tag along" she smirked, she thought he'd like that idea. Her hand though stopped its slow stroll through his hair as soon as his own suggestion reached her ears. He wanted to go to work with her?

"Well, I mean.. I suppose, my co-workers can't really say much if I decided to let you tag along. But.. I mean... are you sure? My jobplace isn't the most exciting of places, though if you did come we could have lunch together...talk...and catch up"

"..at least for one day" He added, as if to drive his issue home, and he had.

Caressa stood up and rested both hands on her waist. "Alright, I'm bought. Get up and get ready then, you have exactly ten minutes" She stood there for about another minute, as if daring him to get up with her there and what they both knew was hardened in whatever he wore for bed. Chuckling teasingly she headed out.

"I'll make you a quick breakfast and wait for you in the car..hurry..or I'm leaving you here"
 
The moment she closed the door, he went right for his cock. Images of his mom flooded his brain as he jerked off. He knew he only had a few minutes but this wasn’t going to take very long. His mom’s low cut top had seen to that.

In his mind he visualized her naked in his bed. He saw her stretching her long legs over him as she straddled his cock. He imagined what it would feel like to plunge it into her over and over again, her tits bouncing up and down as she fucked him. As he came, he imagined holding onto her slender hips and driving his seed deep into her, making her cry out with an orgasm of her own.

When he was finally satisfied he had only a couple minutes left. He flew out of his bed and ripped his pajamas off. His cock bobbed in the air, still hard thanks to his youth. He threw on a button up shirt and some regular slacks to look decent for his mom’s work. He ran a comb through his light brown hair a few times and checked himself in the mirror to make sure all was in order.

“Uh, oh,” he said to himself as he realized his now mild erection still showed easily through his Dockers. There was nothing to do about it though, and he raced out his room and down the stairs.

Moments later he jumped in the car, his mom already strumming her fingers on the steering wheel.

“I’m here, I’m here,” he said sensing her impatience, “let’s go.”

As she pulled out of the driveway he looked down and noticed how high up on her thighs her skirt came while she was sitting. He hadn’t noticed how short the skirts she wore to work were. Aaron had never worked in an office before but he imagined that a little sexuality never hurt.

As he stared at his mom’s well formed legs, another thought occurred to him. He wondered if his mom had ever done anything ‘unethical’ at work before. With the clothes she wears it was definitely a possibility, he mused to himself, or maybe he was just watching too many movies.

He didn’t notice, but out of the corner of her eye, his mom clearly saw him ogling her. Even if she had missed it though, the evidence was in her son’s pants.
 
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