We get a glimpse at Janet's perspective

Janet Connelly listened as Kyle told her what he wanted her to hear. It was strange; she couldn’t understand a single word coming out of his mouth. It was as if he were speaking in a foreign language, but one she’d never heard before. A brief thought of asking Kyle what the strange words meant vanished almost as soon as it appeared, blissfully wiped away from her mind. Instead, she tilted her head, nodding along to the strange – no, that wasn’t the proper word to describe what she was hearing. Enticing. Yes, that was the word. Enticing. Janet licked her lips – words. The thought rang out through her head and for a moment she felt that she had never been more correct in her entire life. She let the words wash over her, permeating and soothing her mind and body. She imagined that her brain was surrounded by a gentle, warm fog, and that Kyle’s words were the only guiding light she had to make it through the mist.

He finished speaking, and before she could let out an anguished protest at the absence of the _enticing _words and the feeling of sheer rightness they elicited within her, she suddenly couldn’t recall ever hearing them or the strange language he has spoken in.

And suddenly, she knew. She knew exactly what sweet Kyle had said and she happily agreed with his every word.

“Y-you know, you’re absolutely right!” she told him, pouring her very heart into her words. She saw his lips twitch into a handsome smirk that made her pussy clench.

God, he’s so good-looking! I’m so lucky he doesn't seem to mind spending his time with an older woman like me!

“Right about what, Janet?” His smirk was wide and devious, and if he weren’t such an amazing young man, she’d have been worried he had nefarious plans for her and that she’d stupidly put herself at his mercy.

Her pussy tingled. She moaned as another drop of his delicious cum accumulated along the edge of her vagina before dribbling down her inner thighs.

I just want to reach my hand down there and scoop up that wonderful, creamy ejaculate and taste it again. It’s so amazing. It tastes better than anything I’ve ever made. Hm. Maybe I’ll start using it as a sauce or spice. Only for when I’m eating, of course! Kyle definitely wouldn’t appreciate having to eat his own cum.

She felt him pinch her nipples. She squeaked, and for a moment she saw stars. Then she looked at Kyle again and saw his handsome smirk and intelligent eyes. His eyes stared into hers and it was like he could see right through her and dissect the contents of her very soul. She’d never felt so open to another person before. It was like her mind was a box that had been unsealed, its contents laid bare to poked and prodded and examined however Kyle wished.

“That I absolutely love obeying you, of course! That you’re better at making decisions for me than I am. I’m such a disorganized klutz at times, and you’re so smart and mature. I’m really glad you’re here to take charge when I need you, Kyle. You always seem to know what’s best for me,” she replied happily. Her pussy tingled and clenched again, and she imagined spreading her legs and letting Kyle have her way with her on the bed again. He was so big and amazing. He’d stretched her far more thoroughly than Jim’s father ever had.

Thinking about Jim made her frown. He was such an ungrateful, childish little boy even though he was an adult now. He’d made their years together the worst, most stressful of her life.

I almost wish…

She stopped herself before she could even think of the words. They were wrong. So utterly wrong that even if she mentioned them within the confines of her own mind, she’d condemn herself as the worst mother who had ever lived.

A mother’s supposed to love her children, no matter their faults. That’s what Mom always taught me, and for the longest time I thought she was right, but lately, Jimmy’s been testing my patience.

She chewed her lip almost hard enough to draw blood.

“You alright there, Janet?”

Kyle’s soothing voice brought her out of her reverie. She smiled at him, her heart fluttering in her chest.

Kyle’s always so concerned about me. I wish I’d been the one to raise him. I’d have been a proper, doting mother, unlike that frigid bitch Sandra who seems to only want to demean her amazing son.

“I’m fine, sweetie,” her hands found their way to his cock again. It was so thick and hard. She just wanted to sink to her knees and put it in her mouth again. “Is everything okay with you? You never answered me when I asked if you wanted another blowjob.”

“Oh, I’m fine. I’ll definitely want a blowjob soon, but there’s something I want you to do for me first.”

She felt her face burn slightly with embarrassment.

This young man… God, I’d do just about anything for him and I have no idea why. He’s… amazing. Absolutely amazing. I love him so much. I… I love him more than my own son!

“W-what do you want me to do?” she let out a breathy moan, so incredibly turned on by how dominant Kyle was. Before today, she’d never have imagined herself as the sort of woman to let a man take control, but she couldn’t help but love the idea of doing what Kyle said. He had such great ideas and the fact that she loved him more than anyone else made doing what he said much easier. It didn’t matter if he was young enough to be her son.

Please tell me what to do, Kyle. I don’t care what social conventions say. When you and I are together, I want you to take the lead.

His eyes stared at her hungrily, and she wanted to swoon. She’d never felt so desired in her life. Sure, she knew men liked her big breasts. She’d caught many of them staring at her before. Men of all ages, even those who were Jimmy’s age. Even Jimmy himself had done it once or twice before quickly looking away, but she’d always vehemently suppressed the memory of it. It had disgusted her that her own son would look at her that way.

Somehow, I don’t think I’d mind if Kyle looked at me that way if he were my son.

There was something appetizing about the thought. The idea that she could be more than a mother to him if he wanted it. She wanted to be everything he wanted, to do everything he wanted. He was so sweet and lovable and amazing and he fully deserved a woman in his life who let him know he was all of those things and more.

“Can you go put on your sexiest set of lingerie? I want to see you in it while you’re sucking me off.”

Her thoughts came to a crashing halt. She stared at him, wide-eyed.

He – he wants me to… to…

She swallowed nervously.

“I haven’t worn any… anything like that since my ex-husband left. It might not fit me anymore.”

She looked down at her body. She’d always been self-conscious about her image. When she was younger, her classmates had made fun of her for being overweight in school. She hated the way she looked so much that she’d stopped eating for several days and eventually got her weight under control. Then the snide, amused comments from her classmates had grown bitter and cruel as their boyfriends began noticing poor Janet Connelly, who’d once been overweight but was now the talk of the school. One of those boyfriends had been rather forward with his interest and, **** for approval and wanting ****, she’d humored him. That had been the man she ended up marrying. What a mistake that had been.

After he’d left, she let herself go. She’d started eating again. Her mother had been an amazing cook and had passed her skills down to Janet. Janet had gorged herself, masking her feelings with the taste of incredible food. She hadn’t grown as overweight as she’d once been, but she was certainly slightly plump now, with a bit of chub in her midsection that she dearly wanted to go away now that she had Kyle in her life.

But, the way she looked didn’t seem to bother him one bit.

She stared into his eyes, looking for any sign of disgust as his eyes roved hungrily over her body.

He… he’s not judging me? He actually likes what he sees? He’s not just being nice for my sake; he actually accepts me?

Her heart soared at that thought. Her eyes grew slightly watery.

He does. He accepts me for who I am. I know it!

She didn’t think it was possible, but she felt her love for Kyle grow even more. She wanted to repay him somehow, for making her feel so happy and alive for the first time in her life.

“But that doesn’t matter,” she said firmly. “If you want to see me wear my best lingerie set, I’ll wear it for you. I love you, Kyle. I want nothing more than to see you happy.”

Kyle smiled, showing dazzlingly white teeth. God, she wanted to kiss him so badly. To feel his powerful lips against hers.

Jeez, I feel like a teenage schoolgirl with the biggest crush ever.

She hurried over to her closet, keenly aware of Kyle’s leering gaze on her. She’d never felt so alive before. While she wished Kyle would have mercy on her and take her again on the bed, there was something incredibly thrilling about dressing up for him in the thin, tight lingerie set she hadn’t worn since she’d been married.

Janet shucked her robe off, letting it fall carelessly onto the floor and exposing her full, voluptuous body for her man. She heard him utter a whispered “wow” and she almost orgasmed on the spot.

Her excitement died when she stared into her walk-in closet. It was brightly lit by a white light bulb in the ceiling.

Did I really have this much clothing packed away in here all this time?

It was strange. All these years and she’d taken her large closet space for granted, never really throwing out old clothes. So, over time, her collection of shoes, garments, and outfits had accumulated to a degree that she was starting to wonder if finding a lingerie set was even possible.

This is not a time to be discouraged. Kyle wants me to find a set of my sexiest lingerie, so I will. I won’t fail him! I’ll turn that closet upside-down if I have to!

She glanced back at Kyle. He’d taken a seat on her bed and was watching with rapt anticipation. He leaned forward and clasped his hands in front of himself, like he were a spectator watching a particularly intense sporting event.

Janet flushed. Her heart thudded heavily in her chest. A part of her was worried Kyle would get tired of her and move on to any of the other women who were surely knocking at his door, but the two of them stared at each other, she didn’t detect a hint of impatience in his gaze. If anything, he seemed more interested in her now than at any point since they’d had sex.

Maybe he likes to watch me while I’m naked.

The thought thrilled her and pleased some dark corner of her mind.

Well, that’s good because I really like him watching me. I don’t want him to stop. Not unless we’re doing something… more.

She gave his body another once-over. Intellectually, she knew he was somewhat thin compared to his peers and could probably stand to get a little muscle definition, but for some reason that didn’t detract from how attractive he was.

Thin. Fat. Short. Tall. It doesn’t matter what Kyle looks like. He’s an amazing man and I love everything about him. I will try to get him to eat a little more, though. A few weeks of my cooking will certainly put some meat on his bones. And who knows what the hell his mother is making him for dinner, if she cooks at all, the cow.

Her eyes drifted lower, stopping to gaze at that wonderful specimen of man-meat between his legs. She released a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding and felt her cheeks heat up. Her pussy clenched hungrily, as if missing the presence of Kyle's beautiful penis. It wasn’t huge, per se, but it was the largest Janet had ever had the pleasure of seeing in person. It put all her past lovers to shame and made them seem insignificant by comparison.

Another thought whispered its way into her mind, echoing in the darkest parts of her soul.

It’s bigger than Jimmy’s.

She didn’t know why that pleased her so much. Why it turned her on to recognize that Kyle was superior to her own son, especially in a sexual way. She’d never thought of Jimmy sexually before today. Sure, she’d heard him and his pretty girlfriend in Jimmy’s room every now and again, but the topic of her son and sex had always been entirely separate in her mind. But now, as she stared at Kyle, her son’s best friend and her lover, she couldn’t help but compare him to her son.

I… I really shouldn’t be thinking about Jimmy that way. I mean, isn’t it enough that I love Kyle more than him? Why I… why do I also want to compare them in other ways?

She swallowed, grimacing as if she’d just ingested the bitterest morsel she’d ever eaten. Her stomach growled hatefully.

I’m a terrible, disgusting mother. What kind of woman likes the thought of demeaning her own son sexually?

The wait seemed to finally get to Kyle, who raised an eyebrow.

“Everything okay over there, Janet?”

Janet blinked, trying to dismiss her thoughts, but they nagged at her. They tightened, tangling themselves around her mind like wires. Just when she thought she managed to suppress and organize them, they came back as if to taunt and annoy her, to remind her of how disgusting she was.

“I… I don’t know, Kyle,” she said quietly, not daring to elaborate further. She didn’t want Kyle to know what she’d been thinking.

“What’s wrong?” he said.

“I can’t say. Please don’t ask me again. Please, let’s just talk about something else, okay?” she tried to make her voice firm.

“But why? Tell me what’s bothering you, Janet.” He said firmly.

She opened her mouth, but froze.

“I-I can’t…” she whispered after a few moments.

Kyle frowned, as if it were strange that she’d deny him anything. And it was. He knew what was best for her, after all. Would it really be so bad for her to tell him exactly what was bothering her? He’d probably know how to fix it.

But what if he’s too repulsed by what he hears to help? What if he decides that I’m a terrible person, leaves, and never comes back? I’ll be all alone! I’ll have no one!

A pit opened up in her stomach. She’d never felt more afraid of anything in her life.

Even as the moment dragged on and Kyle’s eyes widened with concern, she didn’t speak. She wouldn’t lie to him, but she didn’t want to tell him the truth, either. She didn’t want to see him look at her with disgust. She didn’t want to lose the one good thing in her life.

A spark of realization glimmered within Kyle’s eyes, and she knew she’d been found out. She braced herself, but when he opened his mouth to speak, she couldn’t understand a single word he said. Before she could even ask him what the words meant, she started nodding along to them. Her lips settled into a serene smile.

Of course. That makes perfect sense. Kyle would never judge me, so whenever something really bothers me, I should let him know what it is. I’ll always tell him the truth, because I trust Kyle more than anyone else.

He kept speaking in that strange, no, enticing tongue, and she kept listening. She wanted to listen. Needed to listen. It was like he was saying the most interesting thing she had ever heard. She stayed still, letting his words fill her mind and soothe her soul. Her worry and angst seemed to melt away, like rock faces crumbling under the unceasing tide of the ocean.

When Kyle was finished speaking, she happily told him everything.

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