Mother is a Cheating Fuckdoll Ep 05

Warning: as this is a follow-up, I would recommend that you read the four previous episodes so that characters who are part of this story can make sense in context. I have not, in this episode, given any background about the characters and hardly about previous situation, hence my recommendation above. It's meant to be fictional (yes, you've read well...not real), about sex, fun and fantasy. Therefore, if it is not your cup of tea, please move elsewhere. However, for readers who would like to add constructive criticism (and I do appreciate there is plenty of room for criticism in my stories), suggestions or recommendations, please feel free to fire away. Other than that, enjoy!

MOTHER IS A CHEATING FUCKDOLL EP 05

Our trip back from Birmingham was eventless even if I had been cheeky enough to request that Mum keep the marks of her fun at the porn cinema. She did not really panic as it would have not been possible for drivers or pedestrians, unless we had been stopped at traffic lights, to notice how smeared her face and clothes had been. Only when we got close to home, she became a bit more tense. But she did not need to worry as it was already dark when we got to that point. Actually, the pleasure had been all mine, seeing her degraded -- but not in a nasty way -- like a common dirty slut. Which she now was!

On arrival, her face looked definitely crusty as a result of the dried semen that she had collected.

"Well, Josh, happy with the look of mine?"

I mumbled something like a positive answer and thought for one second that I would not have minded fucking her on the bonnet. But she was tired and obviously far from being in the mood. As I wanted to update Dad about our shenanigans, I asked her:

"Mum, I know you're desperate for a hot shower and bed, but your performance was so exciting and out of this world at the cinema that I would love to immortalise the day with a pic of you now. Please?"

"OK hurry up then and be sensible enough not to have it displayed somewhere public!" she replied, faking a lovely smile and posing with hands on hips.

I knew that she would have a very busy day at work on Tuesday and we left it there, her going to the bathroom and me relaxing in my bedroom. I immediately emailed Dad with a full description of our day and the pictures I had taken. Being in Seattle, the day was still very young for him and I was sure that he would be delighted with my narration. He was not due to be back before the end of the week and I already imagined what sort of dirty fun I would have on Wednesday, as Mum had planned that day off work to be with me. Tomorrow would be a day of preparation for our new adventures. I lay in bed very satisfied of my achievements sofar and fell asleep quite early, the happiest man on earth. Well rested, I woke up early the following morning and bumped into Mum in the kitchen while she was cooking breakfast.

"Hi Mum, how do you feel today? A great deal with a client, sex fun...you had it all yesterday!" I ventured to say with a cheery tone.

"Mmm, yes I suppose so... but I am going to focus on work today and catch up with files I could not deal with while we were away... and I am not sure that I am going to afford that day off tomorrow."

"Can't your colleagues to take over, now that you have secured the hardest bit by agreeing with buyer and seller?"

"If it was a small transaction, possibly... but here I can't take the risk for something to go wrong. Too much money at stake! That's why, a lot will be on my plate today."

"Damn it" I could not help whispering. "I was really looking forward to spending the day with you and planning some fun!"

"Josh, priorities are priorities and... anyway... maybe we should not get too much involved. A one-off is fine and fun but don't forget you're not my husband!"

"Anything wrong Mum?"

She sighed and added: "Well, actually the whole situation is wrong and technically you should not have been involved, if you had not been so nosy at the real estate convention and if I had been more careful. Don't get me wrong, I loved our little fun, but..."

"I know Mum, but you really opened a Pandora box with your fantasies. It was so uncharacteristic of you. I would never have imagined that..."

"I am not blaming you Josh...what happened...well... happened and I have kept my promise to reward you for keeping it quiet and preserving my marriage with your Dad." She paused a few seconds and offered a friendlier tone. "You know what, let's have dinner somewhere tonight, just you and me, with no pressure. I'll book it."

Well, I suppose that it was better than nothing and agreed wholeheartedly.

"Perfect dearest" she replied. "I've just remembered that I should have sent a couple of urgent emails before getting dressed and shooting off to work. Would you mind taking care of the dishes please?"

I had hardly started to tidy up the kitchen when my phone beeped. The message porno izle in my inbox was a reminder from the police officer who had questioned us at the dogging site last Saturday. While Mum had been playing outdoors with her colleague Rob, two policemen had stopped our cars when we were about to leave the place and they had threatened to arrest us. To avoid any trouble for Mum and I, I had suggested a special deal to the two officers if they could forget about the incident and the threat of charging us for indecent exposure. I had totally forgotten about that incident, but they obviously had not.

The two bastards had realised how hot Mum was and thought they would also get an opportunity to have their piece of the cake. A short but very meaningful message was displayed in front of my eyes: "A gentle reminder from PC Harris