Dressed for Success

Standing to her feet, chest heaving heavily, she took my hand and pulled me to my feet and pulling me to her. She kissed me, standing me on my tippy toes. "Alright. I'm about to jump in the shower, but before I do, some things for you." She reached into a black bag and pulled out a dog collar. "So, this is the most expensive thing I've ever purchased. Not only is it a dog collar, but it's also a bluetooth activated pregnancy monitor. I've already downloaded the app and synced it. So, we'll know when you're pregnant and the health of the baby or babies. The lady at the store was very adament about this one, so, I guess we'll see if her praise was warranted.

Reaching into a pink bag, she pulled out a very skimp maid dress.

"You go put that on and wait for me out here," she ordered.

I did as I was told. As I got dressed, my mind drifted the sounds of the shower running, thinking about how my own daughter looked under that stream of water and what she would do to me if I tried to join her. Needless to say, by the tiem I returned to the living room in my new pantiless uniform, I was ready for another round. I was so ready, that I decided to bend over the dining room table as I waited. She gave me no panties so, my drooling cunt was on full display and it fully displayed how much in heat I was. It was only a couple minutes later that I heard the bathroom door open and another moment before her dick entered my pussy again. Placing hands on my hips she used me as a cock sleeve and it felt wonderful. I was certain it was my heat cycle talking but, fuck it, my tail was raised and wagging enough she had to hold it still. Getting fucked so much by my own daughter should have felt wrong, but it was the best fucking I had received in a while. Especially with her mother gone so much.

It was over the table, that I fully let myself give in to the pleasure of it all. Tears of joy rolled down my face as, again, attention like that was something I had forgotten about. So, to feel it now, was actually too much. I don't think Lynn noticed as she kept fucking me until she once again hilted and spurted what was left of her jizz which wasn't that much, actually. But it was still nice. I know I came when she did. That was when my tears became more apparent to her as my moans were iterupted by sniffles.

Standing me up and turning me around she read my eyes, wiping away tears. Again she kissed me. "I still kind of think you should leave her, you know. I can take care of you, if you want."

I shook my head. "It's not her fault. I do wish she would take some time out of work for me, but, Zoe means well."

"Oh, I know. But, I'm telling you she's fucking someone else. Probably multiple people. It's why she was okay with you sleeping around. Look, you don't leave the best pussy around for a month without hunting down someone who can fullfill that need. I mean, didn't she get a little fox secretary recently? I bet her cunt is almost as good as yours. Not quite. Mom's smart, she's not gonna get someone who is better, she'll get someone who's noticably worse so when she gets home, she'll push you over the back of the couch and fuck your brains out. But, I say, fuck that shit. You're beautiful, smart...you can be funny when you want to be and you are a fucking awesome fuck. Like, I'm not going to ever grow tired of wetting my dick in your pussy," Lynn explained, as we she held me in her arms.

"Thank you, Lynn, but...I think Zoe is just trying to be a good wife. She's never struck me as the kind of woman who settles down. And, I know she's fucking around. To be fair, that fox lady is pretty hot."

"Yeah, she is. Anyway, I'm out, so why don't we just chill and watch some movies for the rest of the day? Or whatever," she said, ending the embrace and holding me at arms' length.

I sniffed away the last of my tears. "Yes, Mistress," I replied, drawing a chuckle from her.