First a sandwich.

Matt was ecstatic, after years of lusting on his sexy mom and suffer her even lamenting of being too ugly after his dad left her to marry his secretary, he finally had a way to fulfill all his fantasies.

They had a lot of cash after the generous settlement won over the divorce so neither were **** to work. He knew he was taking advantage of her, but with her condition anyone would do the same to her, by being the one doing it he was protecting her from the worst people out there.

When they entered the house he had an idea.

"Mom, can you make us BLTs like you promised this morning? I'm starving. " he asked her, she promised no such thing having even considered stopping eating all fat as a part of an unnecessary diet she found in a magazine. To be honest she had a wonderful body, the roundness of her ass, that she insisted was looking fat was one of her best assets (especially now that he was seeing it bare.).

"Oh all right Matt, I have to keep my word. I wanted to go change but if you're starving it will have to wait. " she replied, internalizing everything he said as absolute truth and acting accordingly.

She started getting the ingredients for the sandwiches, putting the pan on the oven to get it hot. As she sliced tomatoes she squinted some red juice on her t-shirt as she had forgotten to put her apron.

Matthew looked at her pants folded over the back of a chair and her soiled t-shirt, he was about to act on his plan but this was even better.

"Mom, give me your pants, I will do some laundry. You should give me anything else that need cleaning too." said Matt.

"That's so nice of you to participate with the chores. Here take my t-shirt, it's a good thing you will wash it now, I wouldn't want this stain to set. Go see in my room if I have anything dirty. " she replied removing her t-shirt. She was standing in just her bra but quickly put her apron, it was a short little thing that barely covered anything on the front and nothing in the back.

He left her to finish preparing the sandwiches, as fun as it was to look at her ass while she cooked he had more important things to do.

Taking the clothes he went up to his mom's bedroom. With her recent insecurities she had taken the habit of trying tons of outfits before going out, there was a large pile of clothes laying on the floor near her closet.