Only child, part time mother and absent father.

Pushing open the door I called out “Mom I’m home!” she was the only one likely to be here midday. Dad had a pretty good job but unsurprisingly was hardly ever around, only ever getting home extremely late at night and leaving even before I did for school on weekdays then even on saturday. On sundays guy was basically dead tired and spent most of his day watching TV or if he could muster any energy spend it with mom.

It was about the same experience everyone else at school had if their father was a salary-man or something similar. God I did not want to ever become like that, just freaking save me from that pain please. Now though these earrings are just the answer to that prayer, and then some.

“Welcome home Toin.” My mother's reply came from the living room soon after I heard steps approaching from that direction too.

“You’re home rather early, did something happen at school?” coming to the entrance I looked up at her as she stopped a step away from me. She was raven haired, tall with an athletic build and modest sized breasts eyeballing them at a C. In her tank top and tight pants she looked like a personal trainer, well that wasn’t too surprising considering that she did part time as one.

Taking off my shoes and trudging in I chose to answer her in an absurd way, in other words just like my days been “Well the foursome I had in the girls locker room didn’t quite do it for me, so i had a hump with Risa. Then the world went weird as it looks like Rito scored with a ten out of ten babe. Confused I decided to come home and maybe just **** the chicken over some pictures I took.”

She nodded at what I said as she tugged down her pants showing off a black near see through underwear. “Well if you do masturbate are you going to do it in your room or somewhere else in the house? Because if you want the TV, feel free since nothing good is on at the moment.” She waved dismissively at the selection of shows on at this hour.

Never change mom, never change, your straightforward manner and personality made this so much better than it could be. The way she casually spoke to her own son about him **** the chicken with her pants halfway down and flashing a rather saucy set of underwear. I had to take a moment to steady myself from how I was shaking from suppressed laughter. First though I held my camera up and snapped a picture.

“I might just do it in the living room, or hey actually would it be fine for me to do it in yours and dad’s room on the bed?” Now that was a path that could lead somewhere interesting and definitely something to think on for later. Excusing Rito’s luck I felt like the goddamn king of the world with the ability to do anything I wanted. And I was pretty sure I could get away with some serious misdeeds.

Without a pause she answered “Sure, but if you do, try not to get the sheets dirty. I just changed them an hour ago. Anyway-” her words trailed off since over the course of the conversation I’d started to get hard, and it was uncomfortable with my size. So in a bold move made thanks to still riding high on the wave of power, I unzipped my pants and let my cock out.

Mom's eyebrows raised at the sight of my massive slab as it stood proud and free as it almost crossed the distance between the two of us that it was just a slight shift from poking her. “Oh wow! I knew your father and my previous boyfriends before him were average or a bit above, but now I finally see why my mother always swooned about your grandfather when it came to jumping in the sack.” Her fingers became restless as she kept moving them as to keep them busy.

Well here’s an opportunity if I ever saw one. I could just fool around slightly with mom then just hit the hay calling it a day or I could go wild and nail her to really top off this day.