Hot Breakfast

Ben sat the kitchen table, he was wearing only a pair of green boxers. His mother was cooking breakfast, which was normal. Say for the fact she was only wearing a a green apron and a pair of sheer black thigh high stockings. He was trying not to stare at his mother's exposed ass but it was hard. His cock twitching as she swayed her ass wasn't making things easier either.

"Breakfast is ready master." Said Sandra, as she placed the food on the table. Ben was still uneasy having his master call him master. Ben had dream of many women calling him that, his mother wasn't one of them.

"Thanks." Said Ben, as he tried focusing on the food. Before he could start eating his mother sat in his lap. Ben gulped, as he felt his mother ass rubbing against his always hard manhood.

Ben tried not to think about the fact that only a thin piece of cloth was between his manhood and his mother's naked (nearly naked) body. Ben looked down at his mother cleavage. His face turning redder by the moment. Sandra saw this and smiled, as pleasing her master was the only thing that matter.

She started rubbing her breasts again her master's chest. This made Ben's cock twitch more, to her enjoyment. As Ben ate Sandra decided to get more direct with her master. She moved her hands across her chest. Her master's chest was far more cliches then her husband's. More importantly he was far more bigger too. This did bring something up for Sandra. She had do something with the fact she was married. She couldn't stay married with that man anymore. As she only can serve her master.

Ben was nearly at the end of his breakfast, as his wonder what to do next. He knew he should got to Plummer HQ and find out what has happened to his mother. It was the right thing to do but a part of him was enjoying this. Having a sexy MILF calling him master and serving him was a nice change of pace. A part of him wondered if he could get other women to become his sex slaves.

"Did master enjoy my breakfast ?" Asked Sandra, Ben nodded. Sandra smiled then kissed Ben on the lips. Ben was shocked by this, especially when his mother pressed her breasts against his chest. He could feel her nipples thought the thin fabric of the apron. Quickly the simple kiss turned into a full blown make out session.

In a few minutes Sandra was laying on the table, as Ben was on top of her. She felt his throbbing manhood and desires nothing else then for her master to take her, to ravish her and finally make her his. Her pussy was already dripping wet waiting for her master to rip the only piece of clothing she had on completely off.