Act 3 The heat is on and getting hotter 1

It might have been my imagination but when I entered the kitchen this morning it seemed to me that my mother was wearing far less clothes now than she did yesterday morning. I tried not to stare but I could actually see her breasts through the blouse she was wearing. "Morning mom." I said as I poured my cereal into my bowel made my coffee and sat to the table. "I hope you slept well."

"Hum, yes I did sleep well I hope you did as well." She said as she sat across from me. I had not slept well, I had visions of my mother having orgasm after orgasm and then her hand inside of her bathing suit bottom. I had a damn erection all night long. "What time will you get home from work? The rehearsal starts at two."

"I will be here by noon mom." I said with a smile. "Which car do you want to ride in?"

"Oh I think the Mustang will do after all it is a sexier car than my own." My mother said and I was sure that she winked at me. "I sure hope that Stanley has a better script and a better idea of how he wants to present this play."

As my mother talked I kept wondering if what we were working on was really a play or was it something else? I for one could not see the people of this town going to see any kind of nudity on stage so what was Stanley Roe up to and how did he manage to lease the theater?

I arrived home from work in plenty of time. My mother was in the kitchen looking radiant. "Wow you look great mom. All this for the dry run today?"

"No silly," she said. "We are going in the same car remember? I am supposed to be your girlfriend so we have to act the part." She smiled as she smoothed the skirt with nervous hands. "I don't want Stanley getting any ideas." I shrugged my shoulders feeling just tad uncomfortable after all we will be riding in my Mustang and that would mean close quarters. "Honey, just for your information." She said as we exited the house. "We have to make this make believe boyfriend- girlfriend look good so we may have to exchange a kiss or two. I have no doubt that we can make this work."

Kissing? Oh shit! That is what I'm thinking. Kissing my mother like she was my girlfriend? That will not be easy. Things were starting to go sideways real fast.

We arrived at the Regent Theater a few minutes early and we kind of went over a plan that would make everyone believe that we were more than friends. "Don't worry sweetheart everything will work itself out just fine." My mother said as we entered the theater holding hands. It felt weird but I was also feeling something that I should not be feeling and that is aroused.

"Ah, the love birds are here very good." Stanley Roe said with what would be called a shit eating grin. "The men's costume arrived at last along with a revised script."

The curtain went up on stage and it was clear that work had been done to the props since I was last here. It looked more like a dungeon than anything and I made a comment about it. "Ah yes, this is just one side." Stanley said as he pushed a button and the stage actually turned! I didn't know that the old theater stage could do that. On the other side it looked very much like a regular jail or at least one that you might see in some old movie. "This is where it starts." Stanley said as he handed out the revised scripts. "The weapons that the guards will carry look very futuristic almost "Flash Gordon" like.

I went to the men's dressing room and found a black latex outfit that not only looked wet but was form fitting and if I got an erection while wearing it the damn thing would be seen by all. I noticed that there was some kind of badge sewn onto the fabric. This was the future look?

Stanley seemed pleased by our outfits and he clapped us all on the shoulders. "Your girlfriend's jaw will drop when she sees you big guy."

The girls soon returned to the stage wearing not the jumpers like the last time but a Masquerade mask and leather bustiers and leather shorts. This was not some kind of play that was for sure.

My mother saw me and smiled licking her lips once or twice. Was she turned on by what I was wearing?

"The change is simple really." Stanley said. "While the story remains the same the police of the future are trying to find out who was behind the theft of the government plan to takeover a new planet and there is only one way to do that."

I felt I had to speak up. "This can't be a play then can it?"

"You are right it isn't a play any more, the writers are now doing this for a new science fiction station and we have rented this theater to do the show in."

We started off with the opening where I was to spank my mother but instead of handcuffing from behind I had her arms stretched out in front of her. I did the spanking without making her cum this time but it must have been close to happening just from the way she looked at me.

"Dear god I was so close to having another orgasm." My mother told me while we were on break. "I like your outfit, it doesn't hide a thing does it?" She teased me by gently touching my crotch. "I've never done anything for TV before, it should be fun." Some one was approaching from behind me and my mother quickly locked lips with me. "Now baby when we go back on stage you just do everything that we practiced."

Each one of us went through the routine again and I swear that each time my mother got closer to having another orgasm and each time she stood up she smiled and winked at me.

After the second break Stanley informed us that he was going to change the scene to the new set. The girls went off to change while the men just hung around and talked about nothing in particular.

I was starting to get antsy when my mother and the other women failed to return from the dressing room but Stanley assured me that all was well. The lights came up and to my shock and surprise I saw my mother on stage with a rather large leather studded collar around her neck, she was wearing a black almost see through bra and panties. Her arms were stretched out to the side tied to two posts. Stanley saw my look of outrage? Lust? Fear? "Don't worry, Mary Anne is willing to do the scene but with you only."

It looked to me as though my mother had been crying but she could also have been acting. Stanley told me that I had to use a small flogger which he assured me would not break skin or really hurt my "girlfriend."

I started the scene calling her names and when she told me to "fuck off." I used the small flogger on her nearly bare backside. When she bucked against the restraints her bra slipped and her nipples showed and deep inside I wanted to kiss them and suck them so in a way I was glad to be standing behind my mother otherwise she would see my damn erection. I hate this damn latex outfit it is very revealing.

it wasn't easy watching my mother squirming about, her beautiful ass stuck out like a beacon and I used the flail as she tried to say her lines about being innocent of stealing any plans. Her voice seemed to rise with each blow from the small whip and more of her breasts became exposed I was sure that she was having an orgasm and she was talking louder to cover her climax. Stanley finally called cut and I immediately released her from the ropes that held her arms apart. "Are you okay Mary Anne?" I remembered to not call her mother. I held her in my arms my hand brushing against her mostly naked breasts. "I didn't hurt you did I?"

"No, you didn't hurt me honey," she said as she stroked my cheek. I did see a tear in her eyes but she was smiling. "I guess I'm going to need another bra." She said looking down at her exposed breasts. She didn't bother trying to cover them. "You were wonderful with that whip honey." She said as she kissed me. "You made me cum twice that is why I spoke so loud." She blushed and laughed. "I think that we impressed Stanley and the others."

"Miss May, you were fantastic, your struggle to not give away secrets really showed. I liked the tears and your breasts being exposed the way they were was pure magic."

"The slipping of the bra was an accident." Mary Anne said while we sat on a bench along one of the off stage walls. "That happened right after your first hit with the whip." So far my mother did nothing to cover her breasts; in fact she caressed them and declared, "My nipples are still hard, go ahead an feel them honey." As surprised as I was I did as she asked after all I am supposed to be the boyfriend. She was right, her nipples were hard and I said so. "Give me a few minutes while I take care of a few things." She said as she stood up to head for the ladies room. I could see the red marks from the whip on her ass and I was glad that I did not make her bleed.