(Tobias POV) Verse 10- Days with Powers Pt.3

By the time I arrived back home, I was lapping for air like a dog, completely out of breath and drenched in sweat. Above me the skies were marred with a mixture of cool tones, highlighting the summers evenings arrival.

I was too tired mentally to think of much so I dragged this robust frame of mine up the stairs until I reached the front door.

Once I entered I found myself surrounded by dim lights, most importantly I could smell a strong perfume wafting against the air.

‘Why are the lights turned off? Is Mom home? What is she doing?’ I wondered but decided to stroll casually through the darkened front room.

I removed my shirt along the way with the idea of jumping into the shower as soon as I possibly could. My eyes busied around the room until I noticed the door slightly opened, allowing the indoor light to cast lengthy shadows against the ground. I approached what would be my Moms bedroom door with the intent of discovering what she was doing.

The door squealed open as I gently pushed it open. That previous scent of strong perfume was by far at its heaviest around here. I entered with a habitual yawn but was soon left **** on air once I saw my mothers lewd pose against the bed.

She laid on her side dressed in skin tight lingerie which barely kept her greedy bosoms in place. She wiggled her hips and her ass almost spilled out. Her skin was porcelain white and smooth. And watching those fiery curls fall down the side of her face, resting on her large fleshy hills was a sight to behold. The entire picture was like a dream, and my mouth couldn’t help but fall open.

“Wh-wh-what are you…”

I barely managed to stammer before her playful giggles drowned my voice in place.

Jaquelin: “Shh I’ve been waiting for you my love. Come…come and fill me up.”

“F-f-fill what up?

Jacquelin: ”I heard about what you did today, all the neighbours are talking about your heroics. I don’t know what’s changed, but…daddy deserves to be rewarded “

Her sultry voice sent a shiver running down my spine. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, torn between a forbidden arousal and a sense of true fright telling me to run away as far as I possibly could.

Mom sprang upright to her feet covered in fishnets and gracefully stepped across the floorboards like a majestic fairy. I noticed a slight stagger in her movements, before I swiftly locked eyes with the half drunken bottle of wine seated on her dresser. Suddenly this was all making a lot of sense.

I felt her warm slender fingers tracing the muscles against my abdomen. Her fingers drew circles around my pectorals, then she brought her veal coloured lips closer and gently teased me by making playful licks against my nipples.

Jaquelin: “Let me make you feel so good baby…mmm? Look your little friend is so excited to see me.” She slurred whilst she lowered her hand to trace the outline of my shameful arousal.

I wasn’t sure if it was the idea she referred to my cock as ‘my little friend “ or the shameful truth that I was very much aroused by all of this. But my mind suddenly switched on, and I split the two paths away from the entanglement within my mind. There was clearly two options here. And the choice would certainly determine the sort of Man I was.