Son takes charge

Barbara smiled as she finished making that special meal that Gerald deserved, even if she didn't know why he deserved it.

Looking into the living room where he was sat while he waited for food, writing in his little book.

Unbidden, her eyes were drawn to the massive bulge showcases my his wide-legged posture, which she noted seemed more confident than usual, but she still quickly tore her eyes away.

As such of a mouth watering thing to see that it was, Gerald was her son, she felt guilty about how much his manliness aroused her.

After all, he and Elaine weren't exactly quiet. He'd certainly showed Elaine her place, and the fact it had happened made her feel proud of her son, despite the awkwardness.

Maybe this was what he deserved the special meal for... well, that worked for Barbara anyway.

Now, the food was almost done, but she felt guilty about that too. She'd been trying to lose weight, but at least whatever fat was left was focused in her thighs, ass and breasts, with no cellulite anywhere.

Barbara realized she should only be wearing her apron, as that was now her custom when making food or doing housework from now on. So she quickly stripped and walked into the living room in just her apron holding the plate of food for her son.

Gerald looked up when she entered, and a gleam seemed to come to his eye when he saw her.

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, before speaking up.

"Put it on the table." He said, making Barbara frown internally slightly at the tone but she put it to him feeling powerful after showing Elaine her place in his house, so she put it out of mind.

Leaning down, Barbara set the plate on the table, but she squeaked when she felt Gerald's hand slapping her ass, hard.

Whirling around, she opened her mouth to scream bloody **** at him, but when she spotted that massive, powerful bulge between his legs she realized that he really was an alpha male, and as the man of the house obviously could do as he pleased.

Still, that didn't mean she had to like it.

"Please, don't do that. I'm your mother and it's wrong." She said, trying to cover her ridiculously skimpily clad body from her son's gaze.

Gerald sat back, suddenly seeming even more confident, almost as if her spare thought had changed him in a way.

"I'm the man of the house now." He said with no more hesitation, his voice almost seeming deeper without actually being so, "I need to take care of you, obviously you know my cum is good for you, so..." He opened his pants, and Barbara eyes were glued to the source of her delicious snacks lately.

Looking up, Barbara slowly got down to her knees, licking her lips.

It still felt wrong... but she found she was willing to listen to his suggestions.

The rest of the day was spent repeatedly giving her son all the attention he wanted, and when it was all over, he demanded she sleep with him from now on.

So that night she could feel her sons massive man cock against her ass, giving her increasingly wild, sexy dreams.

So when in the morning she awoke, she decided that obviously a blowjob is the best way to get her son up for school.