Soft Steps And... Someone Waiting For Aaron

Aaron slowly and quietly made his way through the large mansion and up the stairs. Sydney, still **** had put her arms around Aaron's neck and nuzzled into his chest. Her warm breath on his chest causing him to shiver slightly.

The huge mansion seemed almost deserted with how quiet it was, Most of the servants having retired for the night to their personal quarters.

It still amazed Aaron how light Sydney was as he carried her quietly up the stairs and toward his room, almost as much as how soft and warm she was., "Women Are Like This.," Aaron reminded himself and shook his head. Aaron was kind of sad once they reached his room because he would have to put her down. He very much enjoyed the sensation of a Woman in his arms. The sensation brought to mind memories of carrying around his younger Sister Monica on his back when they were kids or pretending she was a princess and he was her knight, and carrying her to safety after defeating The Villain.

"Father!," Gog chirped as he neared his door.

"Yes Gog I Know.," Aaron replied grimly.

Roughly An Hour Ago At Almost The Same Time Aaron Began His Fight For Survival...

Cyndi nervously paced back and forth in her Son's room., "I Know He Said He'd Be Late and Not To Worry But What Is Taking Him So Long?!"

Cyndi was anxious for obvious reasons... She was worried about her Son as Mothers are want to do. Cyndi had even called Omen and talked to Aaron's Boss who informed Cyndi that her personal driver would be bringing him home after his meeting at Stark International. When Cyndi heard the words 'Meeting' and 'Stark International' she had to stifle a squeal of joy.

It goes without saying that she knew that Aaron was a huge admirer of Tony Stark who was his idol. She smiled remembering the time Aaron had gotten to meet Tony and talk with him at a tech party a few years ago. Aaron was so excited even though he hadn't told anyone about it. She was his Mother and she had ways of finding things out but as happy as she was she was also a bit sad as she recalled the time that Aaron had found out that his hero had died on the other side of The World in a tragic accident while acting as an ambassador of Stark Industries in The Middle East. He was inconsolable for weeks... He didn't eat, he didn't speak and he barely slept. It was terrible and there was nothing she could do to help.

It goes without saying that she was happy for her Son because he would be able to visit a place he had always dreamed of seeing but at the same time she was filled with apprehension and worry because she was afraid that her Son might be reminded of a dark time in his life and now that he was finally on the road to recovery she didn't want anything to impede his progress forward.

Cyndi tried to tell herself that her Son was just running late... A perfectly plausible reason, After all visiting Stark International had been a dream of his for so long that he probably just lost track of time. She could see Aaron wandering around Stark International's huge factory complex like a kid in a candy store and it really gave her a warm feeling deep in her chest but at the same time it made her miss Aaron even more.

She just couldn't stop worrying about her Baby Boy and like most things... Worrying made Cyndi Horny. It was one of the drawbacks to being Genetically-Enhanced. Women have a much higher sex drive than those that haven't been enhanced and Cyndi was an **** case because she spent most of her waking life constantly aroused and at night her dreams were like a non-stop highlight reel of the greatest porn films ever made.

Cyndi was becoming almost frantic. She was almost at her wits end. She had already exhausted all of her toys, her fingers were sore and she had fucked her husband Garrent into a deep state of unconsciousness.

"I Knew Coming Here Was A Mistake.," Cyndi thought as she turned to leave Aaron's room but after taking a couple of steps, Cyndi found herself feeling weak kneed and dizzy. Cyndi stumbled and almost fell.

"God I Can't Get Enough of This Smell.," Cyndi moaned, falling to her knees beside Aaron's bed, grasping a handful of sheets and inhaling deeply. Cyndi moaned, still breathing in Aaron's scent., "God I Can't Believe How Much He Smells Like His Father."

With that thought set deeply in her mind, Cyndi's back arched and she threw her head back., "OH AAAAAAAROOOOOON!"

She was so turned on that she came just from smelling her own Son's sheets. She had already cum more than a dozen times today but this one was by far the most intense. Cyndi fell across the bed, practically **** as her wetness trickled down the inside of her thighs. She hadn't even fully regained consciousness yet and her fingers were already in search of her clit. Cyndi was breathing heavily as she lifted herself, several fingers already working their way inside her wet snatch. Once she was comfortably back on her knees, her free hand began massaging her nearest breast.

Cyndi's entire body ached, Sore from masturbating and cumming so much already but she couldn't stop herself and what's more she didn't want to. Her fingers delve deeply into her frothing slit as her other hand took turns aggressively kneading her breasts. Cyndi's entire body shook with desire, causing her to lose her balance and fall back onto the floor but she didn't stop fingering her tight pussy for even a second. Lost in her own little World of pleasure, Cyndi kept masturbating until she eventually came so hard that she passed out. Her own Son's name the last word to escape her lips as she lost consciousness with a board smile on her beautiful red lips.

Aaron firmly gripped the door handle to his room and took a deep breath before opening it and entering. The door closed behind Aaron and he carried the still **** Sydney over to a nearby sofa and set her down gently though it took a bit of effort for him to get her to let go of him since her arms were still around his neck but once he did he felt a sharp prickle on the back of his neck followed by the soft sound of rhythmic tapping from behind him. Aaron turned and just as he had expected his Mother was waiting for him. He had purposefully ignored her presence, pretending that he was unaware that she was waiting in his room for him but the truth is he knew even before Gog attempted to warn him before entering his room.

Aaron gave a small bow and greeted his Mother., "Hello Mother. I apologize if I made you worry."

Aaron's words were carefully chosen and of course sincere. He didn't want his Mother worrying about him but somethings were simply beyond his control like it or not. She was his Mother after all. It's kinda in the job description.

Cyndi cocked an eyebrow, looking at her Son curiously, a teasing smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. Aaron swallowed hard as he took in the sight of his Mother who was without a doubt the most beautiful Woman in his life. She was sitting not far from his bed in one of the comfortable chairs from one of the numerous work stations that dotted the room giving his room a homey little bedroom slash laboratory feel. Of course, Given what his Mother was wearing, It was difficult for anyone looking at this scene to not conjure a variety of porno-esque scenes to mind.

Cyndi was dressed in a sheer, wispy black négligée that left little to the imagination with just how short it was. Sitting there like a Queen on her throne, Cyndi sat with her legs crossed and the négligée did little to cover her long, sensuous legs or to hide the curve of her incredible ass to say nothing of her breasts which were on the verge of spilling out if not for her hard nipples keeping them from enthusiastically exposing themselves to The World. It would be a lie if I told you that Aaron wasn't even a little bit aroused by Cyndi. The truth is he was fighting to keep himself from getting erect. He loved his Mother as a Son should but at the same time he had to admit if only to himself that she was a Beautiful Woman and not just his Mother.

Cyndi licked her lips, eyeing her own Son's crotch as she got up, making sure that Aaron could get a good look at her breasts thanks to her plunging neckline. She smiled in satisfaction at seeing her Son's cock twitch. Standing up, Cyndi strode over to where Aaron stood and putting her hands on Aaron's shoulders and looked him in the eyes., "Putting aside the fact that you carried an **** Woman with an obvious leather fetish into your room...," Aaron winced at his Mother's reference to Sydney's tactical skinsuit., "... Why are you so late? Did things at Stark International go that well?"

Aaron's eyes glowed faintly, showing a hint of surprise., "She Knows About My Meeting At Stark International? Does She Know About The Attack? I Have To Be Careful."

Aaron cleared his mind and relaxed his body, trying to ignore the warmth radiating from his barely clothed Mother's incredible body., "I hope you haven't been annoying my boss worrying about me."

Cyndi blushed., "It's a Mother's prerogative to worry and besides don't we have more important things to discuss right now?!"

Aaron knew exactly what she was talking about but he played dumb anyway., "You mean like why you're in my room dressed like that?"

Cyndi looked down at the nothing she was almost wearing and smiled., "What you don't like it?," Asked Cyndi as she sensuously tugged at a small bow holding the front of her négligée together.

Aaron gulped loudly and Cyndi's smile grew.

"No wonder my Sisters are so much trouble.," Aaron smirked.,"They get it from you."

Cyndi pulled away from Aaron and put a hand on her chest, feigning shock and surprise. Both Aaron and Cyndi laughed heartily.

"But seriously...," Cyndi stopped laughing and poked her Son in the chest., "... We really do need to talk about 'Her'!"

Cyndi pointed toward the **** Sydney and nudged Aaron's shoulder, causing him to turn in the direction of where he had put Sydney down to rest.

"Can I assume that that lovely young Woman in the skintight outfit is Ms. Sinclair's personal driver and not the elusive Girlfriend I keep hearing about but have yet to meet?"

"She Even Knows About Sydney?," Aaron thought.

Aaron scratched the back of his head nervously., "Well you see...," Aaron cleared his throat then jumped as his Mother walked by patting him on the ass.

"Don't worry about it. It's just annoying that my Baby Boy has a Girlfriend and I can't meet her.," Cyndi lamented, still walking toward Sydney.

"I told you I've tried but she is worried that when you meet her you won't think she's good enough for your Son.," Aaron stated with a rare hint of emotion in his voice.

"Oh?," Cyndi quickly turned to look at her Son., "I don't have to meet her to know that she's not good enough for you...," Aaron was about to protest but his Mother silenced him with a wave of her hand., "Before you say anything I feel the same about all my children... As a parent I have impossible standards. You'll understand when you hold that tiny little life in your hands for the first time...," Cyndi moved over to where Aaron stood and gripped his arms., "... And nurture it year after year and see that beautiful life grow into something even more beautiful than you ever could have imagined... But If she makes you happy I'll be happy."

Cyndi shed a small tear., "I just wish she was a little braver.," Both Mother and Son laughed at that.