He does. And it starts to work it's magic.

Surreptitiously, Frank dosed the coffees, the added some cream to his. He smiled wolfishly at Brittany who still looked uncomfortable.

"I think that went well," Frank smiled. "Your mother seems ok, now that she knows you're safe."

"Mmm...I guess...I'm just...It's just that I'm aching for you Frank...I wish you'd let me stay at your place...you could do anything...anyone...and it doesn't matter...it just matters that I'm with you...my...my owner..."

"Anything and anyone," Frank mused. "Sure about that?"

"I already said I'd bring Addison....and I watched this morning...that girl..." she gave an excited shiver and looked at Frank with eyes that showed her wantonness.

"Remember how much you enjoyed that," Frank grinned, just before Brenda came back in the room. She added cream and sugar to her coffee and sighed after she took a long sip.

"I want to thank you again for looking after Brittany. I hope she wasn't too much trouble."

"She was no trouble at all. I enjoyed her company very much." He smiled at Brittany, who looked nervous and glanced between him and her mother. Brenda didn't seem to notice, taking another long sip of her coffee.

"So what do you do, Frank?"

"I'm retired. I used to be an investment banker. What about you Brenda?"

"I'm just a housewife I'm afraid. Since my dear husband, Brit's father died, I haven't been able to bring myself to go to work. Fortunately, he left us well provided for. It doesn't make up for him being gone. I do miss him so much. A woman needs a man around the house, if you know what I mean." She smiled archly at Frank.

"And when a woman gets to a certain age, she begins to think her best years are behind her," she continued, making an excuse to wipe the counter and show her rump off, glancing back over her shoulder at Frank.

"I don't think you have anything to worry about," Frank grinned, turning his head to include Brittany in the smile. She was looking at her mother with surprise.

"I do work hard to keep in shape," Brenda said. "Still have a nice taut tummy and a fine ass, if I say so myself. I had my boobs done, because my husband, rest his soul, wanted bigger ones, but the rest of me is all natural"

"Mom!" Brittany gasped, her surprise turning to shock.

"It's true, and it's nothing I'm ashamed of," Brenda said, unbuckling her belt and opening her pants. "I'm not afraid to show off to an appreciative man. You are appreciative, aren't you Frank?"

"I always appreciate seeing what a pretty woman has to offer," Frank chuckled, hearing Brittany suppress a whimper.