Some Fun

Tiffany Domingo was tall, nearly model-like. She stood 5'10 barefoot and nearly six feet with heels on. She always had heels on. Her pricy heels made a click-clack sound as walked through her house and soon entered her kitchen. Tiffany had been out all day with her new friend Katherine Butler. She had met Katherine a bit randomly when she was shopping at the mall a week ago.

The girl was a bit young for her being just eighteen years old. So it was surprising when they seem to hit it off after just spending a day together. Since their meeting, Tiffany had been hanging out with Katherine everyday. The younger woman was good company and she enjoyed it. The two had spent the day together and it must have been fun as Tiffany completely forgot what they did as soon as she got home. Her thick long dark hair pulled back into a low ponytail while she was dressed in cropped jacket over a tight fitting blouse tucked into fitted slacks. Tiffany was dressed nice, though she was always dressed nice, she figured she and Katherine out some place fancy.

She smiled seeing her mother standing blank face at the kitchen island before kitchen mounted flat screen. Tiffany was not surprised to see her mother, she knew her mother would there and she knew TV would done what it needed to do. The spiral always worked. Tiffany was surprised to see her Aunt Emma though and her aunt had same blank look on her face with her mouth even hanging slack. The spiral had taken her as well. Tiffany stepped up the sisters, she removed the remote from her mother's loose grip and turned off the TV.

"Mom can you hear me?" Tiffany asked. Maureen nodded her head, her face still blank and eyes still fixed on flat screen that was now off. "Aunt Emma do you hear me?" she then asked turning her attention to the other woman. Emma nodded, her mouth still open while her continue to stare aimless at the darken flat screen.

Tiffany smirked and licked her lips before continuing. "Mom, Aunt Emma you are both in a hypnotic trance. You will only hear my voice. You will obey it. Whenever I give you command you will obey it without question or hesitation. You will say yes I understand, do you understand mom, Aunt Emma?" Tiffany asked.

"Yes I understand..." Maureen and Emma both said in monotone and in unison.

It worked, Tiffany thought and she as utterly thrilled. She looked at her aunt, "Since you're the interloper I'll mess with you later. "Aunt Emma go and sit in the living room and await my next order," she commanded. Like an obedient robot, the hot shot divorce lawyer turned headed towards the living room her heels making the only sound. It was a bit enticing watching her aunt follow orders, that was not something the woman did often. Tiffany watch Aunt Emma leave before she turned back to her mother. "Me and you now..." she cooed as she stepped behind her mother running her hands down Maureen's shoulders. Maureen continues to stare blankly ahead.

"Mother turn around," Tiffany ordered. Her mother did what she was told. Tiffany looked her over taking in the her tailored skirt suit, hose clad legs and pricy maroon heels. Her mother was very attractive for a women in 50s, she guessed the tailored suits really helped with that. Tiffany being into fashion herself believed in the saying that clothes made the woman. It was a bit of a shallow saying it was pretty much how world worked.

Wanting to test more of her control over her mother Tiffany ordered, "Mother, bark like a dog." Maureen started to bark, her bark was deep mimicking a large breed. Tiffany laughed a bit before she stopped her. "Mother, move like a robot." Without pause Maureen worked her limbs and torso moving stiffly as ordered. Tiffany laughed as she watch her mother move like a robot while rotating in one spot. She watched longer the she should have but she as enjoying it too much. She finally stopped Maureen.

Tiffany took off her jacket. She was suddenly feeling hot. She stepped out of her heels enjoying the cold kitchen floor under the bare feet. She lets out deep moan feeling the relief of being out of her heels and cool floor. "That's better..." she said also pulling at the collar of her blouse to let some cool air in. "Now that I'm comfy let's get you comfy too mother..." she then looking at her mother. "Mother, strip naked..." Tiffany ordered.

Maureen unbuttoned her suit jacket and shrugged it off her shoulders. She was dressed in an open neck sleeveless dark top underneath. The top strains a bit against her bust. Her jacket is dropped to the floor as Maureen starts to peel her top off. The breast hugging top soon joins the jacket leaving Maureen in a dark satin bra that holds her large breasts high on her chest. Her belly is held in check by dark pantyhose that peeks through the top of skirt. Maureen's face is still blank as she reached around to the small her back in unzips her skirt. She kicks out of heels as she wiggles out of skirt letting it fall to her ankles. Her skirt is kicked aside as she starts to peel the dark pantyhose from hips, uncovering the black thong she had underneath.

"Ugh...a thong?" Tiffany chided. "I told you, you should never wear one, your hips are too wide and well...you're old..." she admonishes no one in particular.

Maureen unhearing to Tiffany's criticisms continues to her undressing. She pulls the nylons off her feet and tossed them away before she reached behind her back and unclasps her bra. She shrugs the straps off her shoulders and let cups fall free from breasts before dropping the bra aside. Maureen's breasts drop to their natural height, they sagged and angled outward a bit. As good looking as she was for her age, Maureen was still getting up there. Her breasts still looked pretty good bare but she had freakishly small nipples. As Tiffany eyed her mother's breasts she wondered of her father had been into the small nipples. Maureen hooked her thumbs around the waist band of her thong and pushed them off her hips. Her womanhood is covered in neat patch of dark pubes. Tiffany was impressed that her mother kept up with her grooming, the woman seemed busy all the time. Maureen tossed her thong aside and the stood naked before her daughter awaiting her next orders.

Tiffany took in her mother's nakedness. Out of her clothes she was less impressive. Her breasts sagged, she belly, her thighs looked too big and her ass was covered in cellulite. Tiffany guessed she still looked better than most 50 something year olds. Looking at Maureen's blank face and nude form, the younger Domingo woman started really feel warm. "Whew...you're getting hot mom..." she gulped as she opened her blouse up a little. "I think I'm going to need to get undressed soon. As soon she said it out aloud Tiffany suddenly got horny. "Oh boy..." she stammers fanning herself. "It's time go..." she said taking her mother's hand and leading her out of the kitchen. As the pair scurried towards the stairs the moved past the living room. Emma sat on the sofa back straight, her face blank while her mouth hung open as she continue to wait for her next command.