Pleasure Before Business

Dustin opened the app and hit “Summon”, the tick of xp was marginal, but it wasn’t nothing. He swiveled his chair expectantly toward the door of his room. It was only a few moments before it opened to reveal his mother standing there, but unlike the first time she entered, this time her face was set in a flirtatious smoulder and her arms were crossed under her chest, lifting and presenting her ample tits to his gaze. She had changed for her meeting, and was dressed in a pair of dark slacks and a white blouse, but had now unfastened the top two buttons and his eyes were immediately drawn to the creamy cleavage on show there and the crown of lace that marked the top of the new bra she had chosen.

“You called me Dustin.” She had used the same words the first time he summoned her, but this time her voice was low, smokey and coming from a face that sparkled with mischievous delight.

He remembered how, when she was dancing, she had responded to his voice, not just to the commands he’d pressed in the app. Wanting to test that side of things he set the phone down beside him, smirking as he saw the number of commands that were highlighted as available. Let’s start with the basics.

“Undress for me.” He commanded. Last time she had hesitated a little, aware on some level that her behavior was not her own. This time though, she obeyed eagerly.

“Yes Master.” She whispered huskily, stepping into his room as she reached up and popped another button on her blouse open. Her bra-clad breasts spilled out, and he did not try to suppress the growl of pleasure the sight pulled from him.

She giggled and continued, pulling her blouse open and spinning slowly as she tossed it aside. This bra was also white, but cupped her breasts with sheer lace that her hard nipples poked against, showing their outline to him. She swayed her hips to unheard music as she reached down, and Dustin made himself grip the arm-rests of his chair to give himself patience as he watched her. She turned in place, rolling her hips to sashay her ass for him as she unbuttoned her slacks and pushed them down. She stepped out of them, swaying slowly as he took in the white lace of the lingerie she had chosen. The thong underwear was a thin strip that rode high on her hips before plunging down to accentuate the curve of her ass cheeks in the back and the mound of her sex in the front.

Dustin swallowed. “Why did you change your underwear mom?”

She hesitated, and he spoke with crisp authority. “Answer me, honestly.”

She spoke immediately, glancing down for a moment as she did so, “I thought you’d like them. I felt nice before, appreciated, but regretted that I didn't have nicer underwear to show you how sexy I could be, like you asked. Do you? Like them I mean.”

Dustin congratulated himself on the effectiveness of her attitude adjustments as he smiled at her. “I do, I like them a lot. Do you feel sexy now?”

She nodded, smiling, but still slightly shy. “Yes, I do.”

“Good. You should. You’re very sexy.” He took a deep breath and widened his legs. Time to test the limits of her new attitude, and his influence. “Come here and take my cock out, you’ll see how sexy you are mom.” Just saying the words sent a throb of pleasure through him as he reveled in reminding her of the taboo of what they were doing while knowing that his control meant she would not care. He held tight control of himself as her tongue darted out to lick her lips.

“Yes Master.” She whispered. She moved toward him and knelt obediently between his legs. He could see that her face was flushed and her nipples taut with arousal as she reached out and placed her hands on his thighs. Her sexual liberation meant that she was finding this just as arousing as he was. There was no hesitation in her movements as she moved her hands up, and unbuttoned his trousers, pulling down his fly to reveal his member straining against the confines of his underwear. Her breath hitched as she reached forward and pulled the material away and down and his cock came into view.

“Do you like it?” He grinned as Jessica stared wide-eyed at her son’s cock.

“Yes Master.” His grin widened. He hadn’t told her to say that, just to answer honestly, and the knowledge that her excitement was genuine sent a pulse of pleasure through him. His cock twitched and she let out a small gasp.