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Mom's in Charge Dad, sorry!

By: drewty



My mom is one of the hottest women around town. She has bleach blond hair is a super sexy petite at 4'9" and about 87 lbs. Even at her smallish weight she still has a wonderful curve and a fairly good-sized A-cup. I know because as her 18-year old son I am having a fantasy of buying her a racy lingerie set as a private Christmas gift this year! 

My mom, Amy Sethwick has been married to my Dad, Tom for 21 years now. My dad is a good man and severely over-worked and underpaid by the telephone company that he works for. He is about 5'9' and 225 lbs. with quite a belly now that he's getting up there a bit in years. (he's ten years older than my mom) 

My mom has been acting quite naughty around me lately and it's been exciting me to death! Whenever I can be near her I am and she'll walk right up to me and get in my space and rub her chest right up to me. (I'm not very tall, about 5'6" and 150 lbs.) It makes me so hard and I know that she's caught me more than once lately. She's been wearing black stockings and short skirts to work lately, everyday!

I quit going the local community college with the boys in favor of catching a ride in with mom and "catching" a quick view of her hot, shapely little legs and sexy open toes. (Mom NEVER wore any closed-toe shoes. She once made it a point to call them gross and totally nasty) Needless to say, she had perfect feet and nail polish every day of every year, and always "slut red." (her words, not mine, as I heard he say on the phone to one of her friends before.)

Her new diet consisted of getting down to 78 pounds the "hard way" which meant literally about 4 diet sodas a day and maybe two pots of extra strong coffee, a small salad with no meat or dressing at noon and a ladies protein bar for dinner. (of which she would never finish.) She would top it off with three or four vodkas straight out of the bottle and her "trail mix snack" a mixture of Advil, sleeping pills, a diet pill, a bronchial dilator, (which she would hit like, 4 times even though she had no trouble breathing. I think she liked the buzz!) My mom was a super-sexy pharmacy, but we all had our faults. 

After her drinks I would go out onto the deck with mom so she could chain smoke half a pack of menthol cigarettes. Sometimes we would play a game to see how fast she could smoke a half-pack. Twenty-four minutes is her record! (with each smoked to the filter) She liked to hold my hand while she smoked. I would love to put my hand over her wrist and always be astonished at how hard her heart was beating. "A high heart rate", she would say, "burns continuous calories. And I love the feeling of it too!" She would always smoke a full half-pack in about half an hour! She only smoked at night and the combination of her lifestyle and her rapid smoking always made her extremely buzzed.(This was great for me as she would start talking a bit saucier and lean all over me a lot!)

I always thought that was so sexy of my mother, to try to stay super-hot at all costs and I was constantly complimenting her. Tonight after her smokes she wanted a couple of more shots so I was upstairs in her room (mom and dad go separate now) and I was pouring her vodkas while drawing her a bath, I told her about a girl at school. (it was totally made up but I used it to say the girl looked just like her) Totally lame, I know, but mom came up to me and kissed me on the lips and patted my butt and I was in heaven! 

A couple of times when mom got so close I would go to touch her just out of instinct but each time she sternly rebuffed me and today was no exception! I tried to linger too long on the kiss for just and extra second and she pulled straight away and gave me the all the sudden motherly, "Now, now." Yeah, it wasn't "now , now" when you got drunk at the mall with your friends and I came to pick you up. I wonder if she remembers the long tongue kiss she gave me or the crotch grab? (she was pretty drunk and I've never discussed it with her) Mom took a few more deep hits of her inhaler and said good-night.

Mom's going shopping today and I'm coming along. "It's just me and her today," I told my dad, with a dumb expression. (I'm buying that lingerie for her today with some money I took from Pop's wallet.) We'll stop by the pizza place to get me a slice and get mom 4-5 vodkas and maybe she'll be in a cheerful enough mood to let me in the changing booth with her like the last time we went shopping. Maybe we'll stay at the pizza place for like, five or six vodkas today. I'll get mom talking and she'll just keep tossing them back like candy! God I love watching that woman drink! 

I'm applying all of my efforts to my mom now and my mom IS the boss in the family, absolutely without question. I think it's a smart thing to hang with her because she's the one with the 5.8 million dollar trust fund as well! I love you mom!

Mom's in Charge Dad, sorry! Ch. 02



If you remember the last story it's all about my mom, Amy Sethwick. I guess I should have mentioned that my name is Josh. (A little embarrassed maybe) I am her very horny 18 year old son and my parent's only child. I go to the local community college but not very much lately as I hang with mom all of the time. In the last story my mom was starting to become very flirtatious around me and we started to become "Buds." We were more like two peas in a pod with all of the time we were spending together.

In the last story we were at the mall getting ready to go shopping which was mom's favorite pastime and only hobbly. I touched briefly on the fact that my dad was a long-time phone company worker who makes $36,900 yearly and my mother, by virtue of generations of hard work by her family, has been living off the interest of a 5.8 million dollar trust fund. 3.5% a year keeps her in all of the new hottest shoes and sexy ankle bracelets she can get her hands and feet on. My mother has no interest in working, exercising, eating, my father, or any of the rest of the family. She likes to shop and she likes me!

Like I was mentioning before, I aimed to get mom that super-hot set of lingerie I saw on the Victoria's Secret web site so I told her while we were at the pizza grill that we would need to split up for the first hour of shopping. (We always went for 3-4 hours) Mom was on her sixth vodka and I was done with my pizza so we were ready to roll! Mom hardly eats so it's amazing to me just how much liquor she handles, and it's very sexy and exciting to me for some reason to watch her drink. 

Amy, as she makes me address her only when we go shopping for some reason, was wearing the hottest 4" heels with a sexy, very light tan pair of Capri dress slacks that were pretty much painted on. She topped off her ensemble with just a tight, white spandex T-shirt tank top that showcased her tiny little perfect nipples and small but firm peachy "Pups," as she sometimes referred to her cute little teacup sized boobs. 

Mom never wore anything but a thong and you could clearly see her tiny butt shake a little when she walked even though at her weight, about 82 lbs, she hardly had any body fat. Mom was going to go get her bleach blonde, shoukder-length hair ironed and get a pedicure while I was on my own. Before we parted mom hugged me close and gave me a quick rubbing with her chest and a devilish looking smile. We agreed to meet back at the pizza grill in an hour. Mom would need to refresh herself or as she liked to say, "I just need a few minutes to re-focus." What that really meant was a few more vodkas! With a raging hard-on I began my slow, penguin-like walk down to Victoria's Secret.

When I got there I asked the young girl there to show me the hottest lingerie and settled on something like I saw on the Internet. It was the last extra-extra small size super-petite they had and I paid with dad's $50 bill! I had the sales girl gift box it and put a red bow on the box. I walked around a bit and by the time I looked at my phone again it was nearly an hour and so I started to walk to the pizza grill. 

Mom was already at the bar having a vodka. When I looked at her my heart began to flutter in my throat. God, she was so hot! Her sexy toes were all done up in super hot slut red and she had a new ankle bracelet on to go with the one she already had on. Her hair was ironed perfectly straight and she had a TON of makeup on including the hottest porn-star style blush, reddish eye shadow and stop-sign red lipstick on! "How do I look honey?," she said, standing up. 

I stammered for words and somehow said, "You are the hottest mom anyone could ever have. You could be on the internet!" She blushed a bit and I stared too long but what a great moment it was! It wasn't the greatest thing to say but mom liked it! 

After 3 or 4 more vodkas mom was ready to "Get down to it" as she liked to say. Of course, getting down to it meant spending 500.00 or so on some outfits. Mom always used the compant credit card, never her own money! Walking arm in arm mom brought us over to Dimi's, the super high end petite and small lady's store. Mom was a super-petite 4'9" and around 82 lbs. currently and she's on a super-strict diet, besides booze and her "trail mix" of course! (Laughs)

I always got a raging boner in Dimi's while looking at all of the hot clothes and hot, petite woman that shop and work there. Mom said she was there for one thing today, "Swimsuits!," she said, like a little teenage slut. Mom never got anywhere NEAR the water but that didn't stop her from owning at least twenty stunning, sexy suits that quite frankly made her look like a twenty-five year old hottie! (Mom is actually 43)

We shopped for about 4 or 5 extra-extra small petite suits to try on and mom picked up a pair of 4" white open-toe spike heels to try them on with. Mom, being the master manipulator that she is told the pretty young sales lady that her boyfriend, me, had to go in the changing room with her because she had MS and need to be helped. Mom was always super-bitchy to any sales staff right off the get-go and no matter what! I would just kind of shrug my shoulders and get a hard-on. She would say the most demeaning things if she couldn't get her way, like, "Maybe you should either quit or get a real job you little bitch!" Luckily, the sales lady bought it and we went into the changing room and selected a booth at the very end. 

Of course, mom wouldn't dream of letting me get a good eyeful as she made me stand back-to-back with her while she disrobed. It took all of ten seconds for her to be completely naked. My emotions were on super-adrenaline as I felt her fumbling around to put the first skimpy suit on. She said, "Presto" as she was slipping into her resort-style slut spikes. As I turned around I must have made a slight noise and my eyes got really wide looking at mom in this completely hot one-piece with a diamond tummy cut-out. Mom gave me a super hot smile and licked her lips and then bent down and pouted like a naughty 18-year old!

The cut out went down so low that I could see the bottom of her wonderful boobs a the top and just the top of the wisp of pubic hair that she keeps between her belly button and pussy. Okay, so I've tried to sneak a peek before! "I suppose I'll have to trim just a little to get away with this one but it would be worth it. What do you think honey?" 

"I love it Mom!," I stuttered. Then with a raging boner I gave her a big hug. I know she felt it because she kind of grinded into me with a sexy little hip shake, but only for a second. 

Then, she gave me an evil wink and whispered in my ear, "This one will be on the house," and gave me a cute, soccer mom-like high-five. Then she started throwing her clothes on giving me her barely existent panties to hold onto. I shoved them into my packet. They were the size of a gum wrapper! Mom was acting extra-bitchy, tossing the suits on the counter and clicking her credit card impatiently. Today was a big shopping day and after 10 vodkas, 5 swimsuits and a $700.00 bill my mom was getting pretty tired. 

We hopped in the car and I drove home. Mom dozed off on the way back which was around half an hour. I had the strongest urge to pull over and rip her clothes off! My heart was beating double-time all of the way home. I walked my mom from the car to her room and helped get her out of her pants and into her bed. She let me get her pants off but that was IT! At least I got to see the swimsuit again. My mom always knows what's up! (Even when she's buzzed) I laid the box with the lingerie on top of the bed next to her with a note, I will always love you so much mom! from Josh.



Mom's in Charge Dad, sorry! Ch. 03



I know I've told you a few things about my mom, Amy, but she's so deliciously complicated that I could literally talk for the next year and barely, and I mean BARELY scratch the surface! I'm Josh, her 18 year-old son and biggest fan! Mom's so hot I don't hang with my friends much anymore and she loves the extra attention I give her. 

Of course, you already know she's barely 4'9", and down to near her target weight now, of 79 lbs. Mom's 43 but looks around 29! "Just three lbs. to go honey," she said to me this morning. She has skinny,yet shapely legs and has small but "peachy perfect" tiny but priceless breasts. Mom is the type of woman you always want to be close to because she's always been a super-caffeine addict and she'll hug you out of nowhere when she's telling a story or something. She is so tiny and hot!

Mom's hair is bleach blonde and always ironed and straightened with a TON of makeup on her already beautifully hollow face. She always has a light tan and only wears open toe size 3.5 high heels whether she has stockings on or not. 

Mom has a position on the board of her family business and even though she does absolutely no work she collects a 125,000 salary in addition to the tax-free 203,000 interest payment she receives from the trust fund. Mom has without question some of the sleaziest business ethics ever to be seen! Needless to say, mom made no bones about her love of spending! (Especially company money, even though she doesn't even work!) 

Monday morning: sometime around 8:30. Remember that just last evening, after putting mom to bed early I left my early Christmas present for her on the bed. With my father gone before either of us even wake up we always had the house to ourselves six days a week. My Dad worked on Saturday too. 

So mom calls me down for breakfast, (ten cups of coffee for her, whatever for me) and she has her usual sweats on but as soon as I come down she rips off her top and bottom in almost one motion and I can see that she has the lingerie that I bought for her on which of course was size extra-extra small, super-petite. As I sit down to catch my breath mom can clearly see the effect she is having on me and sits right on my lap! "This is new," I think. And, since this is a super-tight sheer piece I can see everything, from mom delicious little boobies to the wisp of hair she keeps above her pretty pussy. Then, after a few delightful seconds, she pops off of me, pours herself another cup of coffee and puts her sweats back on.

If there's one thing I've learned with mom is this: Don't piss her off! If she pulls something hot like this, and it was happening more and more often, always let her control the situation. I did not want mom's silent treatment. She could be particularly cold and brutal on so many levels. Mom was so happy today as she was down to near her target weight and she wanted to "Get down to it," which meant of course, shopping with mom! When I went upstairs to get ready there was an envelope with a note from mom in it.

Josh, thank-you for the sexy surprise. I'm glad you think I'm still hot enough to wear it! I'm still trying to lose more weight and I hope I didn't look fat this morning in it! 78 pounds or bust! GO MOM! laughs

I have the authority on my board to employ a driver and I can pay up to 70,000! My plan is to find some cheap labor and let you collect the difference as salary. I would like you to commit to working for the family business and quit college ASAP. I'll make sure you make more than dad for doing nothing! laughs

Amy -your mom

My heart was in my throat as I thought of my days of doing absolutely nothing but hanging with mom all day! Of course, I ran downstairs and told her I was all in. I gave her a great big hug and actually picked he up under her thighs and brought her up to me for a quick kiss. It worked, but only for a second. 

Within a week mom had a Lincoln town car service outsource for a 30,000 year contract. I was now, at 18 years old, making 40,000 a year! My mom was flexing her muscles and it was impressing me to say the very least! 

On the following Monday we got up and mom said she wanted to play the "Shopping burn game." "Uh-oh, I was thinking in my mind." My mom is a very devious lady sometimes and she would occasionally like to stir up some trouble and maybe get someone fired to get her kicks. It could get kind of nasty sometimes and I could tell mom was gearing up. She had already downed a FULL eight-cup pot of coffee before I even got up and was brewing another pot. She asked me to help her plot out a good game and I couldn't resist! This is something that my mom often did,even when I was younger but she gradually revealed that it was a game she liked as I got older. I said, "Mom, how about the usual." She laughed and said she was hoping I would say that.

The game was played at stores or a mall around 45 minutes away. It would be at a store that mom had recently spent a lot of money in and she and I would walk in and start browsing. Then, mom would target a young salesperson, usually the hottest girl in the store, and start an argument with her about something. Then mom would complain to the manager, and just completely lie and say anything to get the worker fired. And if she heard what she wanted the rest of the day was going to be GREAT! If not, it was a mission. My mom would spend the next week, month, whatever, threatening the store with lawsuits, hiring her own attorney, whatever it took to make sure, "That whore is fired," as she would say.

As we were getting ready mom opened up her bedroom door and asked me to help zip her up. "This could be good, I thought." Mom had on a super-tight, even by her standards, extra-extra small size petite white dress that zips in the back. She looked like such a slut! Her face was fully made up with a dark burgundy lipstick and her usual ton of perfectly applied makeup. On her feet were the prettiest navy blue open toe pumps and she threw a tiny blue sweater tied over the top of the dress. She looked like a little doll and I wanted to touch her so I started massaging her shoulders from behind like I often do. Of course, I got a little frisky and mom said, "Let's go get someone fired!," and we were off.

Needless to say, I'll spare you the details, mom was in a great mood after making a store manager cry. I told you she was a devious lady! On our way home in the town car mom told me she loved me and kissed my cheek and nuzzled my neck. We were laughing hysterically while imitating the manager crying! She put the privacy screen up so the driver couldn't see us and took her shoes off and put her beautiful size three and a half's right in my lap with her left foot sitting right on my now hard cock. This was her way of telling me to give her a foot massage and it didn't take too much persuasion!!! 

I started sensually feeling and gently tickling her ankle like she liked and then attended to her all of the 45 minute ride home. Just before we got home she told the driver to take us to Graci's. It was a place mom often took me for lunch. Mom was coming down off her caffeine high and needed one thing. "Vodka," she shouted! I got down in the legroom part of my seat and and picked up mom's shoes. Looking up at her, she crossed one leg over the other, almost giving me the view I craved, and let me put on her shoes. She actually let me linger while doing this and I literally took like, a full two minutes to put her pumps back on as I was massaging her ankles and blowing on them as they were right in my face! 

In the restaurant my mom was on a mission to get to the bar and ordered me a diet soda and her two chilled double vodkas, which were both gone in less than 5 minutes! We got a table in the corner and mom ordered, get this, a 20 ounce beer glass with ice halfway, and the rest filled with vodka. The staff knew better to question mom! She came quite a bit and had an account there. When the hot young waitress came back with the drink mom barely acknowledged her, and man, by the looks of that drink it had to be at least 8 shots! 

Mom hated any wait staff and was always super-rude. For instance, even before the waitress could open her mouth mom ordered for her and me quickly, with no pause and then, without looking at the young gal, just tossed the menus on the table. Of course, although it was extremely embarrassing, I found mom's behavior very hot!

Mom ordered a side salad and I got a burger. Mom looked so wonderful with a good buzz on and all of a sudden I felt something soft and pleasant in my groin area. Mom took a HUGE straw of vodka and did a playful "Shush" as she kneaded my hard cock with her perfect foot for a few divine moments. Once, I looked down and almost came but I pulled it together. Mom was slurring and stumbling a bit as we left but in very high spirits indeed! After we got to the door I picked her up and carried her to the car. She looked up at me, child-like but with a filthy smile! I brought her in the garage and carried he up to her bedroom where so kissed me on the cheek and pushed me out the door playfully.

I was so turned on by mom I wanted to leave her a hot e-mail but I kind of chickened out...here's what I wrote:

Mom,

Thanks for a really fun day! We showed that little whore, huh? I love going shopping with you and I'm making you a pledge: No matter what I have planned, if you ask me to go shopping, I'm there, no questions asked! I love you so much!

PS - you looked smoking' today!! - Josh



Mom's in Charge Dad, sorry! Ch. 04



On Wednesday I got up at 9:30 to the smell of coffee permeating the house. When I say mom drinks coffee I mean the gourmet kind and she uses DOUBLE the amount and drinks about two POTS every day! When I came down and looked out the sliders to the deck I almost fainted at the sight of my mom getting some sun with the just the tiniest size xxs string bikini that we picked out the other day. Mom is barely 4'9" and super-sexy and skinny. She also, as you know, dresses not only well beyond her age group no matter what the setting but also, like a total whore. Our house takes the morning sun in the back and we have a small private deck. 

I poured mom a massive cup of black coffee in her 20 ounce mug and walked out and handed it to her. She was already on her second pot! She had the red string bikini on, xxs size super petite and I could see that she had to shave everything to pull it off. She said, "Hi honey,down to 81 pounds! That's my lowest in twenty years," in her sweetest to die for voice and I sat down next to her in another sun chair. I admired her nearly naked face-down body and had to admit that the tiny look suited her just right! "Honey, I'm really going to try it this time, I'm getting down to 78 lbs! You've been helping me so much." 

I can't possibly mention all of the sinister thoughts I was having just then but one of them was telling me to pull her thong out of her ass and start furiously licking away! She popped up and spun around and asked me how she looked. With the thong part of the suit not even visible I was nearly choking when I said, "Great!" That's all I could get out. Mom seemed pleased by my stammering and walked her sexy ass in with her coffee, topped it off and went upstairs. "What a fool I am," I thought. Another chance to get closer to mom and I blow it.

Mom came down dressed in a hot black skirt with stockings and her patented open-hoe shoes, (as she liked to sometimes joke) and said we both needed a vacation and she was going to the travel agent to send us to Aruba for the month! "What about dad," I said. She looked at me with a mixture of contempt and annoyance and said, "Dad has to stay home and work, he'll be fine. You, young man, are technically my employee and are thus needed in Aruba." She said goodbye and asked if I would go shopping with her later and I said yes. 

When I came how from playing basketball with some friends it was 6 and dad had just gotten home and was watching TV in the living room. Mom was filling him in on the travel arrangements and Dad was just nodding his head in agreement. Mom said, "Why don't you take your father to the baseball game tonight?" I said sure, not really wanting to go but knowing it would be the right thing to do and would make her proud of me. The game was a double a ball team and it was actually a pretty decent game. I told dad about permanently working for mom now and he applauded my decision. 

When I got home mom was already asleep and dad turned in as well. I went up to my room and there was a note on the bed.

Josh,

Thanks for taking dad out to the game tonight. I can't wait to get to Aruba tomorrow. Did some great shopping at Dimi's and bought a few new swimsuits! You'll really love these!  Just looking forward to sun, fun and free time. (like we don't have all the free time in the world!)not like your father lol

   Love,

   Amy, your Mom

When I woke up dad was already gone and mom had already rammed down her usual pot of coffee. She was so worked up it was intense to watch. She informed me that Roger from her family company office would be going along with us. I've heard her talk about Roger before. He's 30 or so and a good-looking guy with dark hair and a good build like he lifts weights. 

Mom wasn't the type to show good sense in an airport so she had a short plaid skirt and high heel spike horns on with a light green top that plunged way, way down so that even if she bent over a little her boobs would show. She looked like a schoolgirl slut on a porn site. I made up an excuse to go get ready so I could do what I now needed to do, jerk my cock! 

Our driver picked us up and we went about 20 minutes to pick up Roger. Mom asked me to sit up front with the driver so she and Roger could talk business in the back on the way to the airport. Mom had recently told me that her and dad don't have sex anymore and she wanted me to keep her secret in case something ever happened. I promised her I absolutely would. The privacy screen went up and I can only guess what happened next but Roger was probably going to get a great blow job on the way to the airport! 

Actually, it must have been more than that based on all the rumbling around and grunting and the occasional, "Fuck yeah's," that my mom would yell out. Me and the driver were laughing our asses off every time we heard it. We even high-fived each other once it was so obvious!

When we arrived at the airport my mom had a devious smile on her face and looked well-ravished. Roger was more of a clueless Joe type and was just there for the ride. We had a two-hour delay when we got to the airport. I'll give you one guess where we went.....that's right, the bar. Mom ordered two double vodkas and Roger got a beer and mom ordered me a diet coke. Roger went to go use the bathroom and mom told me to be ready for a real surprise on the first leg of our flight. Mom had bought us the back three rows of seats on the plane. With her sleazy ethics and Roger around I'm sure it was all paid by the company! 

The plane was only about half full so we'd really have room to stretch out. Meanwhile, at the bar, Mom was looking so hot dangling her shoe half off her foot I just wanted to go in the bathroom and jerk off so bad but I also wanted to stay right near mom. Mom pulled out some lipstick and put a lot on and then hotly puckered up to me and did probably the single hottest thing I've ever seen. She did the blow job gesture with her hand and tongue in cheek. We laughed and I wanted to cum so bad! 

Onboard the flight was uneventful for the first hour and I had actually forgotten about the surprise my mom told me about. She came up to me from behind and told me to move back one row about 5 minutes after she did. She was going back to Roger's row. She whispered to me, "Put the seat back slowly and then look in the gap between the seats." 

My heart was pounding as I was pretty sure I knew what I was about to see! I waited the full five minutes and did as I was instructed. Roger was asleep near the aisle and mom was straddling the other two seats. I quickly sat down in such a way that I could see my mom's head hover near Roger's dick. He woke a bit but pretended to be asleep I guess as my mom pulled his cock out and began sucking on it. She looked directly at me and stuck her tongue out like a school child! (Almost like a na-na-na-na-na, you can't have it!) and then licked at his cock head for a whole minute while he spasmed away! Then, she went down for a few lollipop smacks all the while still staring straight at me. She then put his cock back in his pants without letting him come and he pretended to doze off. After she put his cock back she looked at me and did the blow job gesture again and we shared a quick laugh.

About a half hour later I was back in my row and mom came up to visit me. I'm not stupid so I didn't bring up our surprise and we just talked about the flight and the vacation and she informed me that we would all me sharing a suite. She then handed me a travel size jar of Vaseline and said, and I'll never forget this, "Here honey, why don't you go get it out of your system," as she looked at my sweat pants boner and gently patted it as she got up. Needless to say, after about 5 minutes I was in the airplane bathroom whacking out a giant load thinking of how great mom is!

 Thanks for a great day again mom! I really love you! 




Mom's in Charge Dad, sorry! Ch. 05



Josh here again with another story about me and my mom. Just to recap I'm 19, about 5'7 and 155 lbs. now and have been "working" with my mom for over a year now. My mom, Amy Sethwick is a super hot straight-ironed bleach blonde barely 4'9" doll of a woman weighing in at exactly 80 lbs. Mom's forty-three but dresses like a teenage slut ALL of the time! Just to recap my dad's at home working, as he always has, at the telephone company making 39900 a year. 

Mom scammed her company into giving her 70000 for a driver and then got us driver service for 30000 and then hired me as her personal "driver," which meant nothing more than I would hang out with her all day while she did virtually nothing but shop, drink coffee and vodka and act like the wonderful hot mom she always has been!

We were in Aruba on business with her business associate Roger for the entire month of October, and mom just informed me until Nov. 3. She had said to Roger and I that she wanted to "Party very hard on Halloween!" He and I just swallowed hard and grinned at each other knowing what a night that would be! 

Mom had a limo service for us provided by the family company and we purposely dined at the most ridiculously priced restaurants nightly! As I probably mentioned, mom is a naughty, naughty woman when it comes to business. As a snapshot, mom was on the PTA board when I was in Elementary School and she was in charge of the Treasurer position. Mom had a charge account and blew through over ten thousand dollars of PTA money, mostly on booze, clothes and earrings! 

Her dad, and my dad hired one of the biggest lawyers to defend mom and they just kept filing motions and stalling for several months so it looked like they had a case. A closed settlement was reached finally, one year later and my mother admitted no guilt and would only agree to an undisclosed restitution and it all went away. But to see this beautiful doll of a woman and to know she is such a complex bitchy creature has given me more masturbation fuel in my life than any of the porn I have often watched on my computer!

Yesterday was my nineteenth birthday and I spent it with my mom and Roger, her business associate from the family company. As it turns out I overheard the real reason that we were down here and that was to get Roger to severely under-appraise the property that mom's company owns. Then, she would file massive losses on the company's ledger and she would collect 10% That would be in this case, around 200,000 for mom! (You go MOM!) 

During the course of our stay at the time-share mom and I stayed in the one room and Roger in the other. I had never seen them do anything sexual the whole time I was there and believe me, mom wasn't making things easy on us! Some of the swimsuits she wore could only be described as hard-core. I tried my best to snuggle up to her in bed but mom was having none of it! Things were done on her terms only and only if she wanted them done at all!

Mom came in and woke me around 9 wearing just her thong panties and a super-tight shirt that totally showed her hot, hard nipples! She already had her makeup on and her hair straightened too. "Hi honey, good morning. Why don't you help me drink this second pot of coffee and I'll make you eggs." I bolted out of bed at the thought of mom in that thong and of her actually making breakfast, which was rare but not unheard of.

No such luck with the thong though as she already had her sweat pants on. Hey, at least I get to stare at her nipples! Mom poured herself yet another cup of coffee and I ate the scrambled eggs that she made for me and they were quite good indeed! Mom wanted me to take her to Starbucks so she could get, "Super-wired" as she put it. Mom liked to abuse caffeine and vodka and sometimes cigarettes but she wouldn't so much as smoke a joint and she would literally kill me if she ever saw me so much as looking at a cigarette or taking a drink. "Diet coke for my Josh, no sugar for this good-looking man of mine," she would proudly say.

But mom and I were co-workers and buds now so when she wanted me to be there with her I was only too happy to oblige. Mom put on a super naughty outfit with a micro-mini pink skirt and a pink polo shirt about a size too small. The shirt must have been about a young teen size so it was SEVERELY tight and so cute! Mom was wearing some sexy, very light nylons on and she finished it off with a four-inch pair of white, open-toe high heeled stilettos. 

Mom didn't smoke everyday but she still put away about two cartons a month. She loved menthol cigarettes and she had me run down to the store across the road to get her some. I wanted mom to be properly prepared for her caffeine assault. Mom drank FOUR large black Starbucks coffees and smoked 7 or 8 cigarettes in about an hour. She peed like, three times at the cafe! Mom always had to be near a bathroom with her caffeine consumption off the charts as it was.

After getting completely wired mom ranted on and on about something or other and I drove her and I back to the timeshare. Mom said she wanted to, and I quote, "Grease myself up like a tiny little piggy then I'm going to privately lay on the balcony for a few hours." 

I said "Mom, you've earned that right!," and we were back in 5 minutes. 

Roger was home and mom immediately went to our bedroom to change into one of her swimsuits. Roger and I were both pretending to be busy near the open kitchen area so as to see mom walk by and check out which suit she was wearing. It was a game we had been kind of playing since last week. As soon as we heard mom coming we both asked her at the same time if she wanted something to drink. Talk about getting busted as we were both looking, jaws dropped to the ground, at mom in a a bright white string bikini that was also a thong in front! Mom literally had to shave all of her hair and you could still see a small portion of the top of both sides of her pussy. 

Mom just walked out to the balcony ignoring both of us. I followed her out a moment later with a club soda and a wedge of lime and apologized to mom for acting like a pig. She said not to worry about it and we talked for a minute and I tried not to stare at her body. Mom said it was "Piggy" time for her now and she wanted me to grease her up with straight corn oil and a sponge. Like a silly little teenager mom wanted that harsh reddish burnt tan. Who was I to complain, she mostly wore white and it would look awesome of course! Mom let me sponge her down her back and butt even but not the front. She told me she wanted some alone time so I left her oily hot little body to cook in the sun. 

Roger and I were talking about today's swimsuit about two hours later, like we did daily! While she was out on the balcony and we both agreed with a mutual fist-bump that she looked the hottest in her white, completely see-thru bikini. I mean, she couldn't necessarily leave the house in any of them but the sheer suit, oh my!....It was so hot that Roger and I were going to ask her to wear it again and we hatched a plan to bring it up during dinner. I was getting pretty turned on talking about my mom that way with Roger but he was really cool and I secretly hoped that he and mom were getting along.

Forward to dinner: Mom came down from her shower and said, "Vodka!" This is something she often did to signify someone to get her a number of drinks. Roger and I looked like two little puppies running for the bottle and a big glass. Mom was wearing sexy cargo shorts, in some teenager size as the bottom of the shorts didn't really cover all of her cute little butt. She had a very revealing blue bikini top on that completely showed her tiny peachy boobs and nipples. 

Oh, and one new addition to mention: Mom just had her belly button pierced and now had a one and one half-carat diamond stud in! Yes, we were shopping in Aruba too. Mom paid $3,300. for the belly button stud! In mine and Roger's opinion it was worth every cent. She bragged that it was on the company when she saw us staring at it. She cutely pointed to it with both middle fingers and said, "That 's what I'm talking about, on my family company yo," in a streetwise type of hip-hop imitation. It was so cute! Her hair and makeup were as always just like she left a salon. She wore some sexy Scholl sandals but of course, the ones with the high-heels. Mom's feet a truly a sight to behold. Her toes are always perfectly made up and today was no exception with that "Slut red," painted on them. 

Mom sang Happy Birthday to me in her Marilyn Monroe voice while sitting on my lap and moved around just enough to get wood. Once, she grinded a bit harder and smiled her sexy smile just to let me know that she was aware of it! Roger watched and I know I saw him go to grab his dick, almost instinctively like he just had to touch it for a second. Mom whispered in my ear that she had a special birthday present for me later on but now she whispered, "I just want to drink a lot of drinks and and smoke my cigarettes after dinner....will you come hold my hand when I smoke? Since it's your birthday I'll sit on your lap too." 

This got me so hard and I said, "Mom, I will be here with you every single day for as long as you want me to." 

"Thanks Honey," she said, almost absently, and then declared "I want some drinks!," and then whispered to me to go get her pills, which meant 2 Advil's, her inhaler, and the pain pill that she took 3 times a day.

When mom found out that one of her friends had fibromyalgia she drilled her with questions so she could get a doctor to say she had it. Mom knew her friend Kim had the best pain pills and she, although not in pain, loved taking them for the boost in the morning and then to help her keep on rolling all day. Lately, upon her friend Kim's advice, she had taken to snorting them. 

During the time mom was singing to me Roger was carrying out a plan that we had hatched earlier to get mom pretty lit up. He had chilled six shots of vodka and poured it into six separate shot glasses for mom to down like a sorority house whore! When we showed her she got so excited she walked right over and like a surgeon, methodically rammed down each shot within one minute! She kissed me and Roger full on the lips after hammering the last shot down. Mom immediately went to the bedroom to snort her pain pill. 

When she came back she was dancing around to some music we turned on and letting Roger and I grind up against her quite a bit. (So hot and over the top) Roger blurted out something to her about he and I, "Having to talk to her about something." I felt a knot in my throat as Roger threw me to the wolves by not saying anything. Mom looked at me with her,"So......." expression. 

I just blurted out, "Roger and I were talking about our favorite swimsuit of yours and we both agreed is was the sheer white bikini." 

Mom wore a devilish smile and said, "Well, I didn't know that I had two little perverts to please for the rest of the month." 

Roger then meekly asked her if she would wear it tomorrow. 

All mom gave him was a stern, "We'll see!" Mom was apparently not very happy about this exchange so I quickly set the table and we sat down.

We ate a quick meal and mom ate half her protein bar and her and I went out to smoke. Of course I don't smoke, mom would disown me! But we love to play this game where she smokes a half pack as quickly as possible and her heart really starts pounding and I'll hold her hand and sometimes she'll let me listen to her heart pounding out of her chest. I know, it's weird but my mom is a very complex woman and so, so hot! Tonight she really got really revved up and gave me another lap dance although this one was more show than grind. "It figures," I thought, "Her buzz is wearing off." 

Her face was so flushed and beautiful as she lit like, her eighth cigarette. "Mom, you're so hot when you're wired like this." 

"Wait until we get back and then go to the bedroom and sit in the corner chair. It's birthday present time," she whispered in my ear and licked the inside of it just a little. As she was walking away she did a little gesture that has become a devious inside joke for us. She did the juvenile blow job gesture while pushing her tongue out in her cheek. It's just something mom and I laugh about. Of course, the last time she menacingly made the gesture, in the airport, the next thing you know I'm on a plane watching her tickle the top of Roger's cock with her tongue while she's looking right into my eyes!

I stared out at the sunset for a few minutes but then quickly got up, not wanting to screw my birthday present up, and ran into the timeshare only to see mom and Roger locked in a passionate kiss. He had her up off the floor and was holding mom like a little doll and they weren't so much as kissing but playing tongue tag. They were being really perverse about it with a lot of moaning and both of their eyes closed and it was weird because she or Roger would not even acknowledge me! 

Mom dismissed me with a decisive motion to me toward our bedroom. Determined not to mess anything up I quickly go back to my orders from mom and sit down in the chair in the corner of the room. I was a bit put off...I really do want more sexual attention from mom and I know it will probably not happen but I still hold out hope. It's not that I never had girlfriends but once you've been sucked in by my mom, you just don't want anything else! 

After about 10 minutes mom came in dressed in the lingerie that I bought her a few months ago and she was holding the most outrageous pair of clear platform heels! She sat on the edge of the bed and motioned for me to come over to help her put them on . "My pleasure mom!," I thought.

She made a big deal of keeping her arms crossed so I couldn't see her boobs and she was sitting just so that I couldn't see her sexy pussy. I then

helped her into her "party girl" shoes. It was such a rush that most of it was a blur. "Go over to Roger's bedroom door in about two minutes. I'll leave it open. If you hear noises then crawl in and sit down on the floor in front of me. Be very quiet coming in."

I almost fainted in the room after she left. I quickly went into the bathroom to splash some cold water on my face to help me pull it together. In 19 years this would have to be the best birthday present ever! I waited what felt like an hour but looking at my phone it was exactly two minutes. I crept down the hallway and it wasn't too hard to be quiet really as I only had socks on and the floors were carpeted. Also, it was a ground-level unit so there wasn't the creak of the floors to contend with. 

As I got to the door I could see the room was dimly lit and I heard some of the hottest noises I will probably ever hear live. I crawled in slowly and saw mom sucking Roger's cock! I kept crawling, watching my mom all the way for instruction. Finally, I was into the room so that I was less than 3 feet from mom's face going up and down on Roger's hard rod! Roger was clueless as to me being there, evidently from mom's awesome planning! Mom had a black nylon robe on that went down to her knees but I could gather that Roger was very busy down there by the way mom was wriggling around! She's such a great planner, plotter and manipulator. I really couldn't see any of mom naked but who cared when she was bobbing up and down on a hard cock like that!

Roger wasn't porn-big but had a good-sized boner and next to mom's tiny face just about any cock looked huge. Mom was pretty much a professional cock-sucker from the two times now that I had seen her in action. She could go deep, gag and spit on a dick like a porn star and then she could be sensual, licking the top of the head and "popping" the penis head. 

Mom was putting on a slow clinic right in front of me and her expressions were priceless. Mom motioned me closer and I crawled in to about two feet away. She smiled at me and stuck her tongue out and then did the "fishlike" thing with just Roger's penis head in her mouth. 

His legs were at the foot of the bed under the covers and it appeared he was eating mom's ass hole and pussy. The reason I say that is it seemed she kept switching her hip positions to make him get both. At one hot point, she took her eyes off of me and looked back and said, "Yeah you fucking get it, just like that!" It startled me because the only time I have EVER heard mom swear was when she was cussing out my dad. She then looked back at me and smiled and held Roger"s cock like a microphone and pretended to lip-synch for a second. I could see a lot but not a lot of mom really, which was maddening. 

Roger was making soft groans like he couldn't last much longer and my mom was starting to put on a show now, licking the top of his cock, doing lollipops, gagging and spitting on his cock like a porn star! Mom motioned me closer and I crawled in to less than a foot away. Mom stared into my eyes and made love to Roger's cock with her mouth. She then motioned me even closer and put his cock in her hand and started to pull him off. She stuck her tongue out at me and gave me "The gesture" but this time used Roger's cock to perform it. 

Then, out of nowhere, she locks eyes with me and sticks her hot little tongue out about an inch from my face. I briefly tongue tag Mom before she gets back to work on Roger's cock. She gives me an arrogant b-bye gesture and I slowly crawl away. To cover for me leaving she started gobbling and gagging on his cock a bit to make some noise. As I was about one foot outside the door and just getting to my feet I heard Roger groan pretty loudly and I could easily guess what had just happened!

Surprisingly to me mom rolled into bed just about a half hour later. I must have done a good acting job to look like I was sleeping as she just slid right into bed and dozed off. I tried to make myself peek to see what she was wearing but did not want to rock the boat in any way! 

Mom was up by 3 am, as was pretty usual for her and in the bath. She typically took 2 hours to get ready with putting on her makeup and ironing and straightening her hair. My mind began to wander and I thought of Halloween......

I couldn't sleep and with my heart still pounding I wrote mom a quick e-mail and then went back to lie down. Here's what it said....

Mom,

Thanks for the best and most thoughtful birthday present EVER! That must have required some careful planning and intelligence on your part. Not only are you the HOTTEST mom on the planet but you are also very smart and a great strategic businesswoman! I am so proud of you and truly honored to be your son! (dad's son too....NOT!) Roger's cooler anyway! laughs I'll do anything for you and I love you! 

Josh 

PS- I was thinking of a few ideas for Halloween costumes. I realize mom, how important this is to you and I wanted to take you and Roger out to lunch to discuss it! -Josh