Clearing the air and/or table

Mami still wasn't meeting my eyes. I stopped her at the counter with a hand on her shoulder.

"What's going on, mami? You can tell me."

She shook her head, just slightly, "I-I shouldn't."

I sighed, "Just tell me. Now."

"I- It felt... Really good when you... When you told me you were in control. That you make the decisions." Juanita stammered out, blushing. "I got really wet."

Oh. That's... That's how she interpreted 'feels good', huh? Maybe I should be more specific in the future.

I couldn't help asking. "Are you wet right now?"

It wasn't a conscious decision, it just slipped out of me.

"Y-yes." My curvy, normally stern mother stammered meekly. "I'm s-so wet."

My mothers weren't bi, as far as I was aware. They were lesbians. Maybe this power was more impactful than I thought, or maybe I tapped into some... Kink.

I was having a minor identity crisis. I loved my family, I really did. I didn't want to do anything to hurt them. I hadn't meant to do this, but there was no denying that at least a very specific part of me really enjoyed it.

I was uncomfortably aware that I was rock hard again. Mami was wringing her hands nervously.

"Y-you, uh, you don't need to feel that good when I make the decisions, mami..." I muttered weakly, conflicted. "You just need to accept it, okay? When it's about my own life."

"O-okay, h-honey..." Mami Jua gasped softly as I squeezed her shoulder gently, moving behind her to stack my dishes in the washer. I didn't look at her, but I couldn't stop the sudden pressing awareness of how utterly sexy my latina mother was, even approaching fifty.

Mami went back to the table for more dishes quietly, the bulging, bountiful breasts in her blazer and jutting bubble butt filling my awareness, even in my peripheral vision. I tried not to think about it.

"Hey, what's taking so long?" Val's voice made us both freeze up and nearly drop what we were doing guiltily. If Val noticed, it didn't show past her mild irritation. "Board game night, remember? We're starting with Uno."

I blinked. Right. I smiled as innocently as I could.

"Y-yeah, I remember. We'll be right there."

"Okay, just hurry it up!" She huffed, leaving us alone again.

I gathered the final dishes from the table. "Y-you can head out to the living room, mami. I'll take care of this."

She jumped a little at my voice, blushing adorably, and hurried out of the room.

God. It was going to be a struggle getting through board game night if that kept up.