A rude awakening

"Time to wake up, Sweet Boy," you hear Rebeccah's mother say through a fog of sleep. "You don't want to sleep the day away."

You groggily open your eyes and see that it is already full daylight. You realize gradually that you are cold. And wet. What is going on? Rebeccah's mother pulls the blankets down and the smell of urine reaches your nostrils.

"Oh goodness!" you hear her exclaim. "What on earth have you done?"

You look down in horror and see that the sheets, blanket, nighty and panties are soaking wet and tinged yellow. You are pulled from the bed and your nighty is stripped off. You blearily allow Rebeccah's mother to pull off your panties, leaving you shivering and naked.

"Come on," she says, bustling you into the bathroom. "It's time for a hot bath."

You watch stupidly as she draws you a bath and puts bubble bath in it, and once it starts to fill, leads you in and has you sit. You feel relieved that she doesn't seem angry, just concerned.

"You soak, while I strip your sheets," she says, and leaves you to your bath.

You go about the business of washing your hair and your body and then see the pink razor on the side of the tub. You shrug and sit up on the side of the tub and using body wash as shaving cream, carefully shave your pubic hair smooth.

When you return to your room wrapped in a towel, your mattress is bare, and you realize it has a plastic sheet on it which smells like disinfectant. You feel incredibly ashamed as you pull your panties over your hips and get dressed. You meekly go downstairs and find Rebeccah in the kitchen eating breakfast while her mother is emerging from the laundry room with yellow rubber gloves on her hands.

"Oh there you are," she says, stripping off the gloves. "Have a seat, Sweet Boy. I'll get you some breakfast."

"Mommy, I'm so sorry. I don't know what happened!" you blurt out. "I haven't had an accident like that since I was a little kid!"

"Oh shush," she says affectionately, pulling out a seat for you. "Accidents happen. I'll get you some eggs and orange juice."

You sit and look across the table at Rebeccah, who is smirking, but not in an unfriendly way. This too is apparently amusing to her.

"So you peed your bed, huh?" she says and you feel yourself blush fiercely.

"Rebeccah, don't tease!" admonishes her mother. "You know very well that accidents sometimes just happen."

Now it's your fiance's turn to blush.

"Yes, mommy," she says, and looks down at her eggs.

Her chagrin is not long lived, however, because soon she goes back to smirking and glancing at you mischeviously while you eat breakfast.

"Why don't you two have a nice relaxed Sunday together while I clean the house?" suggests Rebeccah's mother.

You shrug and follow Rebeccah into the living room where she turns on the tv and starts flipping channels, while her mother straps on an apron and carries the vaccuum up the stairs. Rebeccah chooses another nature show and the vaccuum drones quietly from the upper story of the house.

Again she pulls out a blanket and snuggles next to you, and you spend the next few hours having your penis teased by her lightly brushing fingertips, while her mother cleans the house. Eventually, you are so turned on you realize you can't take any more teasing.