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Gloria opens the door, smiling brightly. Her hair is tied back in a ponytail and her clothing is comfortable, though unflattering. She's wearing a bulky sweatshirt and stretch pants. Guess she feels comfortable in it and , after all, she's not dressing for anyone but herself.

"Hello, John. What brings you by? You know Danielle went to school today?" she asks.

"I know. I was just out for a walk and saw I was nearby. Thought I'd stop in and say hi and hoped you had a good time at dinner last night," you tell her.

"It was wonderful. I'll have to ask your family to come by for dinner one night too," she smiles, And I'll have to ask your mother if she added any magical ingredients to last night's dinner," she laughs.

"What do you mean?" you ask innocently, but already know what she's referring to.

"OH! I thought Danielle would have called you this morning. I guess she decided to let your sleep," she says with a smile.

"Why would she have called me? Did something happen?" you ask.

"I should probably let Danielle tell you, but I'm bursting to tell someone. Come in," she says and steps aside to let you pass, closing the door behind you.

"What's going on? What happened?" you ask, trying to act worried, but knowing better.

"It's Michael. I don't know what your mother put in that dinner, but if it's some kind of magical recipe or a ****, I want some," she says gleefully.

"Why? What happened?" you query.

"Have a seat on the couch and I'll tell you. Want some coffee?" She asks as she walks to the couch with you.

"No, I'm good," you tell her as you both sit and she turns sideways a bit to be able to face you.

"Well, I'm sure Danielle's told you about Michael. How we've been having some problems at home with him lately?" she asks, but you can see excitement in her eyes.

"Yeah, she's told me a few things," you admit.

"Last night, when we got home, he sat us all down and told us he's going to change. Isn't that great!" she says with as big a smile as you've ever seen on her pretty face.

She goes on to tell you about the changes he said he was going to make in his lifestyle. which you had implanted in his mind. You grin at the happiness you've brought to her as she bounces around on the couch, her glee bubbling over.

Her movements are giving you other ideas though. Her full breasts are swaying and jiggling as she shifts around on the couch, too excited to sit still. The stretch pants hug her thick thighs and your eyes wander to her crotch. You moisten your lips as you try to visualize her mound, wondering if her fuller figure also means she has fuller nether lips.

You could just tell her to get naked, but you have lots of time and are in no hurry. She's a widow and Danielle's told you that she doesn't date, so it must have been a long time since she's been stuffed. And because you genuinely like her, and her being Danielle's mom, you're not sure just how far you're going to go with her. Then, with a slow grin, you decide to make it even hotter and instead of just commanding her mentally to do anything, you're going to nudge her mind into seducing you.

The first thought you put into her mind is that she's getting horny in her excitement. You tell her mentally to keep sneaking peeks at your crotch, and every time she sees your bulge, it just makes her hornier.

You decide to have some fun with that as you see her eyes glance down quickly at your groin. You cross your hands over your lap to block her view, but that doesn't stop her from glancing as she continues to tell you about Michael and her hopes for him.

You let her have a few glances, then cover up again. You see her moistening her lips from time to time, then something else catches your eye. Her nipples are starting to show a bit. The sweat shirt's hiding them pretty good, but you can make out the points as they harden. You wonder if they get as long as Danielle's do, which stick out a good half inch or so when stiff.

You decide to stop teasing her and turn a bit on the couch to face her a bit and leave your legs parted. Your bulge is getting obvious and her looks are helping it grow. She's squirming on the couch, pausing as she talks to moisten her full lips. Looking at her chest, you're sure you can see her nipples now and you see her hands rubbing her thighs as she presses them together, then apart subtly.

"That's great news about Michael. It's about time he smartened up," you say smiling as she finishes.

"Yes it is," she agrees as her eyes dip to look at your crotch, her breathing deeper.

"I changed my mind about that coffee," you smile.

"Let me get us some then," she smiles and gets up, her eyes on your swollen groin.

"You're getting so horny that you have to touch yourself, but you don't want me to see you," you say to her mentally as she goes into the kitchen.

You can see her from the couch and you watch as she goes to the counter. She has her back to you and you can see her arms bend at the elbows. You hear a quiet sigh and you smile, knowing that she's feeling her own breasts. Then you see her feet spread a bit and an arm move. You hear a soft moan and see her arm moving. You stare hard at the space between her thighs and if you concentrate, your can see her fingertips move between them as she gives her excited mound a rub.

You let her feel herself up for a short time before reminding her in your mind about the coffee. With a deep breath, she takes her hands from herself and pours 2 cups, then comes back to join you.

"Are you okay?" you ask her and see her smile bashfully and nod.

"You want my cock Gloria. You know that Danielle and I fuck and you want some too. You think it's okay for a mom to fuck her daughters boyfriend. As a matter of fact, you think a mom SHOULD fuck her daughter's boyfriend to find out if he's good to her and for her. You want to explain that to me and have me fuck you, but not here. You want to get me into your bedroom and seduce me there," you tell her in your mind and see her looking you over, moistening her lips nervously.

You didn't tell her how to get you into her bedroom or what to say when you get there and smile as you see her in thought.