Mom interrupts you

Cait stays quiet, you hear mom coming out of her bedroom. "Fuck," you whisper under your breath, your heart racing as you quickly return to your seat. You try to act casual, taking slow, deliberate sips of your coffee as you glance towards the kitchen entrance.

You freeze in your seat, your eyes darting between Caitlyn and the kitchen entrance. The tension in the room is palpable, the air thick with the scent of perfume and the sound of your own racing heartbeat.

Karma walks back into the kitchen.

"Sorry kids, I have a thing at work" she explains. "They need me in the office ASAP" she continues. She turns around and goes upstairs.

The sound of Karma's footsteps echoes from the kitchen as she heads upstairs, leaving a stunned silence in her wake. Caitlyn and you sit frozen in your seats, the events of the last few minutes playing out in your minds like a perverse replay.

Caitlyn is the first to break the silence, her voice shaky as she speaks. "I...I need to go change," she stammers, pushing herself up from the table.

You sit alone in the kitchen, your mind reeling with the implications of what just transpired. Karma, comes back down the stairs. She is dressed in a see-through satin shirt that shows off her ample cleavage and a lacy black bra underneath. A grey pencil skirt hugs her hips and ass, and she wears black stockings and heels that make her legs look like they go on for miles.

You stare at her, your mouth agape, as you try to process what just happened. Your mother is the epitome of sexy, and you can't help but imagine what it would be like to be with her.

She walks over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder.

Your mother gives you a knowing smile and a wink as she leaves the house. "I'll be late tonight, make sure to keep your sister company," she says as she walks out the door, her hips swaying seductively.

You are left alone in the kitchen, your mind reeling from the sight of your mother's barely-covered body. The see-through satin shirt exposes her upper body curves, revealing the lace of her black bra underneath. Her pencil skirt hugs her ass as she walks away, leaving you alone with your thoughts.