Mom makes the choice for me

As I was pondering who to test the stickers on, my Mom walked into the room.

For a moment, she just stood in the doorway, before giving the trash piled up in my room a pointed look.

"I thought I told you to clean up in here young man." She said, scowling at me.

"I was going to Mom! But I was really tired last night from the tour, and I just woke up--" I started, only to be talked over a moment later.

"No excuses. My one requirement for me letting you go on that stupid Watchtower tour was that you would clean your room when you get back. It's already 2pm, and you haven't even started!" She said, nearly shouting at this point.

"I swear to god, you're just like your useless father! Why couldn't you be more like your sister Laurie?" She snarled, turning around to look at one of the various piles of clothes in my room. "You're lucky to be living in such a nice house, and you're throwing it all away like a failure--!"

SMACK

The loud, ringing sound of what I had just done seemed to echo in my room.

My mom stopped her tirade in shock, and almost mechanically her head turned around to look at me.

"What... did you just do?" She asked, with deadly calm.

"I slapped your ass, I thought it would be obvious." I said, looking directly into her eyes.

For a moment, I could swear I saw **** in her pupils.

"After all," I continued quickly, "Isn't it normal for a son to be able to slap his Mom's ass?"

A second passed.

...

Ten seconds passed.

...

Then Moms mind seemed to reboot, and she gave me a confused look.

"Of course, you can slap my ass whenever you want, but I was in the middle of talking." She said, giving me an annoyed look.

...

Holy shit they worked!

...

SMACK

Just to be sure, I smacked her ass a second time.

"Ow, honey I was still in the middle of-"

SMACK

And a third time.

"Let me finish then you can sma--"

SMACK

And a fourth time.

At this point, Mom was properly chastised.

"Fine, just hurry up and finish spanking me. Then I can finish lecturing you." She said, letting out a long suffering sigh.

Seeming to want me to stop spanking her as soon as possible, she did something I never thought I'd see her do.

My mother, fully in view of her 18 year old son, bent over my desk, arched her back, and pointed her ass right at me.

And then she wiggled it.

Holy shit.