Admire my mother

The first thing I notice when I awaken is that I am quite warm, then the next is that one of my arms is numb from pressure, the third and final thing I notice is my mother within my embrace and I within her’s.

I don’t know how long I spent staring at her sleeping face but I heard the first of my phone’s alarms from my pants on the floor, telling me to get up. I still have to work even if it was thankfully Friday. I kiss her several times on the cheek and mouth gently before starting to extract myself, mom usually wakes before me anyways so I’m not too worried about waking her. She stirred slightly as I go to her bathroom to wash up and get ready for the day, I’m not yet free after all(assuming my power works on anyone but my mom).

Relieved of bodily functions and lip stick on my face from last night I begin to walk to my old room to get my clothes, I’ll have to start to move my stuff into the master bedroom room soon. I am now in a relationship with mom after all, or I at least seem to be, I guess we hadn’t yet stated what we are. Regardless I’ll make us husband and wife some day soon.

Dressed for the day I walk to retrieve my phone from my old pants and find my mother laying seductively on her bed, in nothing but her panties. Her tits almost glowing in the dawn’s light, I was struck dumb for a moment before grinning like a fool to match her smirk of self satisfaction. “Good morning my handsome boy, though I suppose you’ll wanna be called my man now if I am not mistaken.”

“We’re in a relationship then? All I recall doing is ordering you to cuddle with me every night though. I’m not complaining, merely, curious.” My tone is pleased and I can’t wait for the answer even if I should get to work soon.

Her head nods and continues to smile, “Well yes that’s true. Though I don’t know if you noticed darling; your cock was rock hard as you pressed against me, your desire was as clear as mountain air. Besides dear, you own me, it is a simple fact that I am yours to use and ****. I hope it isn’t presumptuous of me to assume you wanted me, if not as your woman then as a way to comfort your needs. After all you were quite enthusiastic to return my kisses.”

My heart picks up the pace and I ask her more, “No you weren’t wrong, I want to be your lover and husband some day soon but…why did you kiss my neck first?”

Her smile takes on a melancholic tint “Besides what I just stated, its simple: you’re a handsome young man I’d be lucky to have at my age…”

‘Well, it seems all thoughts of how taboo it is for us to be together as negated by my ownership,’ She continues not long after my thought.

“And moreover you look so much like your father, I can’t help but see the man I built a family with within your smiles, your eyes, your actions, your everything. And it all mixes with the love I’ve had for you since the moment I found out you were in my womb. I can’t lie it is quite the potent mix sweetie.” She smile goes back to smug before taking on a lustful undertone.

I walk forward and pull her into a kiss, and for a few minutes it is just the two of us, our lips, our breaths, our hands on each other’s chests, faces and backs pawing at the other. But my last alarm ruins it, or saves me some attention at work, I guess we’ll see. We separate and promise my mother to be back by tonight to cement our love.

She sends me off to work with a smile before goin back inside to get online for her job.