Perfect

William knew it was weird, but he wanted to see how far he could take things. It was one thing to get his mom to have a great day, another to get his boss to be a little more flirty, but this? There was just no way in hell his mother would dress up in lingerie for him without some sort of magical interference. If this worked, the sky would be the limit.

Sitting on his queen-sized bed, butterflies in his stomach, William knew he could have chosen something else, something a bit less risqué. Maybe it was because he was feeling a bit randy despite having came twice that day already, but before he knew what he was saying, he had already blurted his instructions to his mom.

"Put on some lingerie and come to my room," he had whispered to her in the hallway, nervous about that his sister might hear his orders, "but make sure that Morgan doesn't see you."

She hadn't argued. She didn't even bat an eyelash. She just smiled, agreed, turned and walked to her room.

Instantly, William felt guilty. This was, after all, his mother! William knew that he had a bit of a perverted streak, having cum in a coffee cup to try to trick his sister to drinking it just that morning, but his mother? He wasn't into that... was he?

William stood up and began to pace his room, the soft carpet beneath his socked feet feeling soothing. His mother was a beautiful woman. She was in great shape, thin waist, large breasts, nice ass, hot enough that William's friends had always held as objects of their adolescent lust. When he thought of her like that, he could see their point...

No! Stop it! William stopped pacing, closed his eyes, and shook his head. Why was he allowing his mind to go there?! She was his mom! His hot, completely mind controlled, totally obedient mom...

William's penis twitched in his underwear.

Maybe he could put the genie back in the bottle. Maybe he could discipline himself into never thinking that way about his mother again. William was a good guy. He could do this!

That's when his door opened, revealing his mother, his beautiful, hot, obedient mother, wearing nothing but a see-through pink babydoll and a matching g-string. At the sound of the door closing behind her, William felt his resolve disappear.

"How's this?" she asked him, still smiling, showing off her body.

"Perfect."