An ode to Grace

With your thoughts cleared, you grabbed your bag and headed downstairs with Sarah to be greeted by a fully clothed Lucy and less-clothed Mom, now wearing a new matching set of underwear you had never seen her in before.

It was definitely not from her usual wardrobe as you could tell that it had been influenced by Sarah or Lucy when they had gone out on the weekend. She clearly looked nervous when she saw you, even more so compared to when she had been nude earlier.

“You look fantastic” you said, admiring the new look.

Lucy seemed to nudge Mom after that as if she had been worried over nothing and you could see a smile on her face that didn’t seem to want to leave, telling you you had made the right decision to compliment her. Just the fact that she hadn’t returned to what she used to wear and had stuck with trying something new was more than enough reason to praise her anyway, finding yourself enjoying getting her to slowly but surely come out of her shell.

After having made sure she was happy however, Lucy pulled a black marker out of her back pocket, making a show of revealing it to you all when she uncapped the lid and passed the marker to you. You could tell Lucy was proud of herself for making it a spectacle and rather than nervous, Mom looked committed to getting this over with so she could figure out what you were going to write on her.

“So, did you come up with anything?” you asked Lucy, having set her the task and wanting to get her opinion.

You already had an idea or two and when Lucy whispered what she thought in your ear, you found out you were already thinking along the same lines. You nodded along while keeping an eye on Mom to try and act out the part, now wishing you could have taken the marker cap off yourself now to add emphasis as you moved towards Mom.

You knelt down on one knee in front of her and reached an arm out to pull her closer towards you, keeping your fingers on her waist to steady her.

Mom sucked in some breath when the tip of the marker finally touched her skin but you kept her in place so her skin would be the perfect canvas. You ended up taking your time so that your handwriting was as neat as possible, wanting this to look as pretty as possible.

You even lightly blew on her skin once you had finished just to make sure the words didn’t smudge, seeing the goosebumps rise on her skin as the colder breath hit her.

Mom could still not see what you had written due to her tits blocking her line of sight but you, Sarah and Lucy got to admire the words.

I gave my son a titfuck today

It felt more like an explanation but when Mom saw you all looking and she dashed away to find a mirror, you heard an audible gasp when she managed to figure out what you had written in the reverse from the mirror.

Mom rushed back into the room but stopped herself from saying the first thing on her mind, what you likely assumed was a complaint over what you had written.

“...Did Grace say what time she was coming?” Mom asked, crossing her arms as she started to get anxious.

Even with her thoughts on the matter, she still made sure not to smudge the writing you had put on her, changing her posture when she found herself about to touch it.

“Not that I know of. But I will be going to pick Emma up so I can check in with her then” you teased, wanting to make sure she knew there was no way of getting out of this.

The reactions of everyone in the room seemed to all be unique. First with Mom being stuck looking flushed, both from embarrassment and likely some arousal still mixed in there. Lucy was still looking smug and she seemed to delight in the fact that she was able to stay home and keep an eye on Mom for you in case she tried to remove the words from her skin. Not that she ever would.

Sarah was the one who seemed somewhere in the middle. Her eyes were still glued to the words that were written below Mom’s chest but she seemed to be off in her own world thinking about something. She didn’t really have an expression you could figure out but you yourself could imagine that body writing and her free use kink would go along well together.

You yourself were quite happy that the body writing was becoming somewhat of a theme for your subjects so you were in a happy mood as you started to consider that now would probably be a good time to actually set off for school.

You refocused Sarah’s attention and motioned that you were getting ready to leave, making her run to the stairs so she could go and grab her stuff. You knew she would take a bit longer than you had so while Mom was doing her best to avoid getting teased by Lucy, you headed to the kitchen to grab something you could quickly eat from the fridge.

Like usual Mom had packed you some lunches and there was some extra fruit that you happily grabbed to eat while you waited, bringing yourself back to where Mom and Lucy still were so you had a bit more entertainment.

“No, it looks good on you. Maybe you should make it a tattoo so it’s permanent” Lucy commented, trying her best to get a reaction out of Mom.

“Sweetie, can you tell her to stop?” Mom asked, almost pleading with you as she spotted you join them again.

“I don’t think she needs that as a tattoo.” you replied, seeing some relief from Mom but Lucy was suspicious of your wording.

“That specifically or she shouldn’t get a tattoo in general?” Lucy asked, finding the issue in what she said.

“Well if she ever wants one, she can get one but if you are asking me personally, I can see Mom looking good with some different designs or even just a different phrase. Something more accurate than just the titfuck thing” you answered, seeing Mom’s eyes widen.

“I don’t think that’s necessary ye…” Mom replied, looking hesitant, her mouth hanging open for a second as she stopped herself from saying whatever she was going to say next.

You and Lucy waited but it seemed she refused to elaborate and for a change, you didn’t think pushing her on this would get her to back down.

Mom did seem to be getting her confidence back as you stood here and now that Lucy’s comments had mostly stopped with you returning, you could see her posture improve and the redness in her cheeks died down.

It seemed that Lucy noticed it as well but when she looked your way you gave her a little shake of the head to tell her to calm it down a little. It sort of surprised you that Lucy was willing to listen but as you went to think on it more, Sarah returned and you didn’t want to lose the momentum of being ready to leave.

Author's note: Back from a needed break :) Schedule should be back to normal but currently some real life stuff has reared it's head and I'm not sure how much time it will be taking up. Apologies if chapters are late but I will try to give as much warning as I can when possible.