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When D woke up the following morning she knew that a new corner had been turned...but had she wanted it to be this way? The previous evening she had allowed her 19 year old son, Mark, to seduce her and they had ended up fucking on his bed after she had enjoyed a few drinks of champagne and changed into a seductive, sexy outfit.

But what was worse, if she recalled correctly, was that she had been screaming encouragement to her well-built son as he slammed his wonderful cock deep into her eager body, and she had agreed, in the passion of the ecstatic moments, to obey anything that her son was likely to demand of her in the future. Oh God, what had she done?

D's husband (and Mark's father) was working away for a few nights and it had just been the two of them alone in the family home. One thing led to another and D had finally succumbed to her son's gentle but firm persuasion. There was no doubt that D had enjoyed the episode but now, in the cold light of day, she began to get frightened by the promises she had made during the height of passion.

'I'm going to look after you, Mom, and you're going to do anything I say.'

'You're going to dress just how I say, Mom, because you are my sexy Mom.'

'You're going to be my bitch, Mom, and behave in just the way I want you to!'

Mark had whispered all these things in her ear and D had simply agreed because she so wanted the wonderful feelings emanating around her body to continue so that she could reach the shattering climax that washed all around her stunning flesh.

D was in her late 30s and one hell of a sexy MILF. Blonde hair down to her neck on top of her 5' frame, her shape was awesome. She had fabulous DD breasts, a tight waist and hard stomach, a shapely ass and good legs. Any red blooded man would give her more than a second look.

Fortunately, or unfortunately, whichever way you looked at it, there was one aspect of the episode that had D wavering. The way that Mark had controlled and dominated his Mom was something that made her nerves tingle because she had craved that sort of treatment for most of her adult life. Her husband was a good man but he seemed to be a submissive type and always enjoyed it when his wife took the lead...and that was not how D wanted to enjoy sex!!

She loved a partner to take the lead, to instruct her in how to behave so that she was left in no doubt in how to act. Mark had acted like that, so masculine for his teenage years, so forceful in telling his mother what to do and D had enjoyed the sex more thrillingly than at any time in many a year.

Her son had taken the lead, taken control of her body and pushed her to the very limits of her sexual excitement. She was still tingling all over, even now, the morning after, but she knew that what had happened was so wrong, so taboo, and she should put a stop to it straight away. But could she...and did she want to? And what about all the things she had promised at the height of passion?

At the time it all seemed so reasonable. She was at the height of passion and completely submissive to her son and he was telling her how she was going to behave in the future. If he was going to control her in just the fashion that she had been yearning all her life, then why shouldn't she agree to his commands? Oh God, she was between a rock and a hard place and felt so confused. She needed to talk to Mark in an adult and sensible fashion...whatever that meant!

Mark came down to breakfast and found his Mom cooking bacon again over the grill. He saw her wearing her loose top and some baggy shorts and decided to start his domination right here and now.

'Morning, mother,' and he gave her a big smile as he went behind her and gave her a gentle hug with his arms around her middle. 'We still have one more day before Dad comes home, so why are you dressed like that? I said that when Dad is home, I won't interfere with your life at all, but when it is just the two of us, you're going to be my sexy Mom, do what I say and dress in a sexy manner. Didn't I say that, Mom?' D looked back at her son nervously.

'I think we need to talk, Mark.'

'Only when you've changed, Mom. I'll watch the bacon and you go and put something hot on. I want my Mom to look good all the time we are together. Now go and do it, Mom. Now, Mom,' and his voice sounded forceful and firm.

D looked into her son's eyes and began to protest...

'Now, Mom, just go and change...I've got a sexy Mom and I want to enjoy it every time I get the chance.' D didn't know how to argue, so she just slowly slinked away from the oven and Mark watched the bacon on the grill. By the time D returned, Mark had filled two sandwiches with sizzling bacon. When he looked up, the sight brought a grin to his face.

'That's better, Mom.' D was wearing fuck-me high heels, a short, tight skirt and a white jumper that curved around her glorious breasts and clung to her skin. 'You know you want to do what I tell you, don't you? Last night we agreed on how things would go forward, didn't we, and while Dad is away, you're going to be my sexy Mom and behave just how I want you to!' He moved close to his Mom and gave her a peck on the cheek and ran his hand across her shoulders and down to her waist.

'Mark,' D started. 'Last night was wonderful but I don't know if I can do...,' but Mark was not prepared to listen.

'When it's just the two of us, you know you'll feel better and more alive if you just behave the way I ask. It won't affect the way you live with Dad, and I won't interfere at all, but when he goes away to work, and it's just you and me, you do as I want you to...and you know the way you felt last night means that you want it to be that way, don't you...don't you, Mom?'

He ran his hand down his Mom's back and felt her wonderful ass and then pulled her into him. Immediately, D felt her son's hard cock pressing against her stomach and her eyes closed. Those wonderful feelings came flooding back to her but she tried to remain level headed.

'I have to go to work in half an hour and you have to get off to college, don't you? We'll talk about it tonight, Mark.'

'Tonight, we're going out for a drive, Mom. That's what we agreed and that's what we're going to do,' and he pulled her body into him again, making sure that D could feel his hard cock pressing into her body once more. Her eyes closed with embarrassment but Mark carried on.

'After we've eaten this evening, Mom, you're going to put on a hot, sexy outfit again and we're going for a drive in the warm, evening sun and we'll see what happens. You know you want to and, beneath it all, you know you want me to treat you with firmness...and look after your needs...ALL your needs...and that is what is going to happen, Mom. No arguing now...I'm off to college. See you later,' and he squeezed his Mom's delicious ass and briefly pulled up the skirt material so he could run his fingers over the skin of the hard cheeks.

D was breathless and speechless and all she could say was 'Byeee' as her son disappeared out of the front door.

Sitting at her desk at work later that morning, D tried to be rational about what was happening in the relationship with her son. She knew it was so wrong and taboo to let this liaison develop. Mark was her son, for God sake, and she was happily married to his father, living a normal if uneventful and sometimes boring middle class life.

If any of this taboo relationship got out into the neighbourhood or became known to any of her friends or work colleagues, she would be ostracised and become a social leper. How could she possibly go to church on Sunday and pray to the Lord if it were known that her son was fucking her and treating her like his sexual slave? God, this could ruin her marriage and all that she held dear to her.

On the other hand, D had never known such excitement in her own home, and Mark had promised that no-one, least of all his father, would ever have a clue what was going on as long as she kept quiet and followed his lead in every way. Jesus, what did that mean?

D had always been a passionate woman, enjoying the harsh thrills of exciting sex, but in the marital bed, her passions had rarely been satisfied. But not last night...that was different...oh so different! Mark had taken her so forcefully, he had used her stunning body, he had guided her, instructed her and D had ended up screaming and panting with such satisfaction. She had never known anything like it and couldn't get the memories out of her mind. As she sat at her desk, her stomach churned with butterflies...she wanted it to stop...she didn't want it to stop!!

The one thing she tried to tell herself was that if her son was taking control of her actions and instructing her in how she should dress, then the matter was out of her hands, she was no longer in control of things, and therefore she couldn't be blamed for the consequences!!

It was a bit of a poor excuse and the reasoning was twisted and confused, but that was the best D could come up with and so she decided she would try to stick with it. Eventually, she tried to blank the whole thing from her mind and concentrate on her work, but it was difficult. What, if anything, would this evening with her son bring? She would have to wait and see.

D had cooked a tasty meal just as Mark walked through the door about 5o'clock later in the day and, just to show some enthusiasm for her son, she was wearing the outfit she had worn when Mark left the home in the morning...tight, short skirt, a top that curved round her wonderful breasts and the fuck-me high heels again. Mark licked his lips...his Mom was learning...and he was going to teach her even more!!

'Hi Mom. Wow, you look gorgeous again, just how I want you to look all the time,' and quickly his hands were around her middle and he was pressing into her body from behind. D shivered! 'The food smells good, Mom, as always. Don't forget, we're going for a drive later...and you're going to change into something even hotter, aren't you? It's our last night before Dad comes home tomorrow, so I want you to wear something even hotter than you've got on now.'

'God, Mark,' D began to protest, 'isn't this outfit hot enough for you? I'm learning what you have told me, aren't I?'

'Yes, you are, Mom,' Mark smiled as he caressed her body, his hands now round her front and gently easing up and down on her firm thighs. 'But I want my Mom to be the best, the sexiest woman in the city,' and his hands eased the tight skirt up so he could caress up and down on the insides of her thighs. D moaned gently as those feelings were beginning to return.

'Not now, Mark, please. The dinner will be getting cold. Let's eat and then decide what we're going to do. Do...umm...do we have to go out this evening? We could always stay at home and enjoy a drink if you want...and you could even take a few more pictures of me if you wanted...as long as they're not too indecent,' she laughed.'

They ate their food at the island in the middle of the kitchen but Mark still kept up the pressure. He wanted to move on in the 'training' of his shapely Mom.

'Sorry, Mom, but we are going out together. I want you to get used to being with me away from home, and I want you to get used to looking really hot for me. That body is awesome and I am proud of how you look when you are dressed in hot clothes that accentuate all those delicious curves you own. It's going to happen, Mom, because that's how I want you to be...and you know what it does for me, don't you?'

D felt frightened even though she was enjoying the compliments from her son...God, her whole life seemed to be changing, but Mark wasn't finished.

'I think we'll go for a little drive out into the country and we might stop for a drink or two at a cosy drinking den I know. You'll enjoy it, Mom, and I'll enjoy having my sexy Mom with me. So, what have you got to wear? It has to be hot, Mom, because I want to enjoy looking at my gorgeous Mom for one more night before I have to go back to watching her wear baggy sweaters and shorts when Dad returns.'

'You're incorrigible, Mark,' but he was reaching over and caressing her knees and thighs again as she spoke, and all D could do was grin as she went on. 'I hope we're not going anywhere where anyone will know me, Mark. That would be just too much. If you promise, I might try and find something else to wear that you might like!!'

'I promise, Mom, but you're going to wear something that really gets my Mojo working, aren't you? That's all I ask and you're going to do it...no arguing, Mom!,' and his hand slid just that little bit higher up her leg and he briefly touched the tight panties sitting warmly round her damp cunt.

'Behave yourself, Mark,' D smiled. 'You do the washing up and I'll see what I can find to wear.' The meal was finished and Mark began washing up while his Mom disappeared to her bedroom.

When she returned, D had obviously had a shower before she got changed. Her blonde hair was damp and she looked so goddamned sexy. Mark couldn't complain and he just looked at her and admired the way she had presented herself.

'Is this good enough,' D asked. Christ, it was more than good enough. The tight, sleeveless t-shirt was white and clung to her every curve and she had obviously chosen a tiny uplift bra that had grabbed her awesome breasts and lifted and squeezed them together to give a sensational platform view. The skirt was blue denim and only just skimmed the cheeks of her stunning ass, and D had chosen a pair of open-toed sandals with 5" heels that lifted her body up to give a fabulous display of a MILF woman in the prime of her life.

As well as the outfit, D had adjusted her make-up to leave her face looking beautiful as well as giving the come-hither look. The lipstick was a soft pink, the eye shadow was very dark to accentuate the sensual eyes, and D had even painted her toe-nails to match her lip-stick. She looked at least ten years younger than her actual age!

'Good enough, Mom? Are you asking me if it's good enough?' and Mark walked to wards the vision of lust. 'You look sensational and I will really love having you on my arm this evening,' and his hands went round her neck while his lips went down onto his mother's mouth. She couldn't avoid it and their mouths opened and a hard French kiss developed, Mark now holding the back of D's head so she couldn't get away.

The feelings in D's body started to tingle again, just like the previous evening, and Mark could feel her resistance wilting until D just gave in and her mouth pushed forward to enjoy the rough, open-mouthed kiss with her son. Taking advantage of the situation, Mark's hand kept hold of D's head, but his other hand went to the hem of the short skirt and slid up to the damp panties between her legs.

He gently rubbed on the front, feeling the lips of her cunt open easily so he could caress up and down, and then he felt her hard clit. His Mom was sighing and started to groan and then pulled away from the kiss.

'Oh God, Mark...ummmm...are you sure...are you sure you want to go out? I mean...!!'

'We've got plenty of time, Mom. The evening is still young...the sun is still shining, so we'll have a drive for a few hours and then we can come home again, can't we? I want to be proud of the way you look, I want you to learn not to be embarrassed in public, so we're going to do it, Mom, and you're going to be a good girl for me, aren't you?'

D looked very nervous, as well as excited, as she was slowly learning to act just how her son wanted. She reluctantly nodded her head, fixed her smudged lip-stick, and then they made their way out to the car on the driveway. Mark was certainly teaching his Mom the lessons he wanted her to learn!!

Mark was driving but first he opened the passenger door for his Mom. He watched 'the body' ease into the seat, the skirt so short that it gave him a clear view of her tight, pink panties. He admired the wonderful legs on view, but he could also see the wired uplift bra pushing hard against the tight t-shirt, the flesh of D's big breasts trying desperately to escape. This was going to be a good night, Mark smiled to himself, as he went round to his own car-door.

When he got into the driver's seat, Mark's eyes immediately went to the wonderful expanse of thigh next to him, so short was D's skirt. Just peeking from between her legs were the pink panties and he wondered if she was beginning to feel damp down there...well, he knew she was because of her condition just before they left the house. But D second-guessed her son.

'I'm still nervous about this, Mark. I'm not used to parading about in outfits like this...it feels so unnatural, especially if you want to take me to...,' but as Mark started the engine his other hand went straight between D's legs to caress her panties right down the middle...she definitely was still damp!

'Look Mom, we've talked about it, haven't we? I've said that you're a sexy woman and by doing this, you are pleasing me, Mom, and doing what I ask.' His hand was playing on the front of the pink panties and D was beginning to sigh and take in deep breaths. 'Open your legs some more, Mom.'

Slowly, because she couldn't resist the feelings that had started to mount, D eased her wonderful legs further apart, and Mark was able to slide his fingers inside the panties to slip into the soaking cunt.

'Oh, Jesus, Mark. That feels sooooo goddamned good, ummm.'

'Feel my cock, Mom. I want you to feel my cock.' Without opening her eyes, D reached over and found her son's hard cock bulging against his slacks. Now they were both enjoying the feel of the other's body. Mark knew he was starting to control his Mom's actions again, and pressed home some of the things that had already been discussed.

'I think you like it when I look after you, Mom, and tell you what to do, don't you?'

'Well...,'

'And you know that when I push your boundaries, we both get enjoyment and excitement from it, don't we?' and his hand left her panties and pushed down on to D's hand on his cock.

'Now just play with me, Mom. Just do what I say and everything will be alright. He wants you again, Mom, you know he does. Can you imagine my cock being deep inside of you, bringing pleasure and more excitement, Mom?'

'Oh God, yes Mark. Ummm, he feels so hard...we can always go home again, baby!' she almost pleaded, her needs quite acute by now.

'No, Mom,... later. I'm proud of you, Mom, and the way you look so hot. So this is why we're going to a little place so I can show you off, and you can learn to be a sexy MILF even when you're in public. You said you would come on another date, Mom, didn't you, and you said you'd look hot for me. Well, you DO look hot for me, and we're going somewhere where nobody knows you...if you do this for me, Mom, I'll take you back home and fuck your brains out, now just squeeze my cock and think of it deep inside you.'

'God, you can be so crude at times, son,...not the way you were brought up,' D laughed, but her hand increased the pressure on Mark's cock and she could feel her cunt getting wetter and wetter while Mark continued driving. 'And you make sure we go a long way out of the city,' she pleaded again.

A few miles out of the city, Mark drove the car down some lanes and finally into what looked like a forest, parking the car in a small clearing.

'What the hell are we doing here, Mark,' D asked nervously.

'You'll see, Mom,' he replied as he jumped out of the car and went to his Mom's door. He opened it and grabbed D's hand.

'Come on, Mom, just a short walk and then we'll come back and carry on.' There was no-one else to be seen as Mark led his Mom a few yards along the wooded path until they moved into a little copse of trees. Suddenly, he bent and kissed D's lips, pushing his tongue straight down her throat while he backed himself against the trunk of an old sturdy tree. He held her hand tightly and continued to kiss her lips and then Mark put his hands on her shoulders.
Mark applied gentle pressure on D's shoulders and she knew what was required.

'Oh, God, Mark...here, in the open woods? I can't do this...what if somebody comes along? Jesus, Mark...not here...!!'

'You can do it, Mom. I want you to do it...It's called learning, Mom. It's you learning to be a good girl for me...that's what you want to be, and that's what I want you to be...a good, obedient girl. Now, do it, Mom!!'

D nervously looked all around the trees and then slipped down onto her knees on the soft wooded earth and her hand went to Mark's zip on his slacks. She gently opened the slacks and her fingers slipped around his rampant cock.

'Jesus, you're huge again, Mark. Oh my God.' Slowly, as she looked up into her son's eyes, her mouth opened wide and she guided the cock between her lips.

She began to lick and nibble and run her tongue up and down the length of Mark's prick, but her other hand went down between her own legs to caress her cunt. Her short skirt had slid even further up her legs, almost to her waist, and Mark could just see glimpses of her soft white ass as he looked down over D's back.

This would have been a good time to fuck his Mom, but Mark had planned the evening and this was just part of the array of lessons that he intended to teach his Mom. He moved his hand to her head and gently eased her closer to him.

'More, Mom, do it deeper. I know you're a good cock-sucker, just like any MILF. Just keep going, Mom, because doing it out here in the woods is just fantastic. I knew you'd be a good girl for me, Mom!' D felt her mouth being pulled onto Mark's hard cock and she had to open her lips wider to get the thick monster deeper into her throat. She slurped and sucked and went backwards and forwards as best she could, and she could feel the big cock start to tickle the back of her throat. Her own hand was now inside her panties and D could feel her juices rising with lust as she continued to suck as deeply as she could. She was so high by now and was desperate for satisfaction.

'Oh God, Mark,' she managed to mumble. 'Do you want to have your slut Momma, now? Do you want to fuck me here in the woods?' Mark was tempted, but he knew just what his plans were.

'No, Mom, not here...back to the car,' and he reluctantly grabbed his cock and pulled his Mom to her feet. Back in the car, he knew D was as sexy as she could get.

'You're hot, Mom, aren't you? You're feeling sexy and hot now.'

'You know I am, Mark, don't you? Oh, God, what are you doing to me?'

'I'm making you come out of yourself, Mom, so you feel like an attractive woman again. I'm making you do the things that you want to do, even though you think you're not sexy enough to get away with it. Well, you are sexy enough...you are really hot, hot, hot Mom.' His hand went across to the luscious thighs just a few inches away and he began to caress them up and down. He carried on trying to convince D!

'We're going to carry on now,' as he started the car, 'go for a little drink in a place I know, and then go back home. We'll only be there for an hour or so, but I want you to look so hot while we are there, so you can get used to being a really sexy MILF while you are with me. That's what I want you to do, Mom.' His hand eased D's thighs apart as he pulled the car out of the woods.

'Oh, Mark, you make me feel so horny...but I'm frightened as well. I wouldn't dream of going out in public dressed like this...I feel almost naked and...!!'

'You're still young, Mom...I don't care what you do with Dad, but I just love having a hot, sexy Mom with me, and I would really love to show you off. So, come on, Mom, you know I want you to, so just follow how I tell you to behave and everything will be OK.' His fingers went between D's legs and he heard her sigh.

He took his mother's hand and moved it down between her legs, right onto the wet panties. Another sigh!

'Play with your panties, Mom. I know you're feeling sexy, so just play with your pussy, Mom.'

D's eyes closed and her fingers ran up and down the pink panties, her thighs wide open. She was definitely worked up now, and ripe!!

'Inside, Mom, slip your fingers inside the panties.' Without opening her eyes, D's fingers slipped into the top of the tight panties and moved slowly down to her soaking cunt. She began to play enthusiastically with her cunt lips and her clit, and the sighing and moaning increased.

'Christ, Mark, you're like a bug that I can't get rid of. You seem to know just how to...to...oh God, I feel so hot, baby!'

'Don't you dare 'cum,' Mom. Don't you dare. Your time will come, so just leave your pussy alone and let me look at you.' D stopped caressing herself and just lolled her head against the seat, her legs open. Mark's hand went to her panties and felt them up and down.

'Just right, Mom. You're so wet. You feel just right, don't you? Now we're almost there so just relax...and if anybody asks, we're just friends. Friends, Mom, OK?'

The building was a big shack at the side of a dusty road. The sun was going down slowly and there were a dozen or so cars parked around the building. 'The Shack Bar' was painted roughly across the old wooden beams at the front of the place. Mark pulled the car in at the side of the building and grabbed his mom's shoulders, pulling her towards him. His mouth went roughly down onto hers, and he French-kissed her wonderful open mouth. She was indeed really hot.

'Now, Mom, just stay close to me and enjoy a drink. You will do this, Mom, and then we'll go home, Ok?'

D just smiled at her son but continued to look nervous! Mark went round to her side of the car and opened the door. He grabbed her hand and watched the superb body slide out from the seat. D took a deep breath and tried to straighten her clothes, grasping the hem of the little skirt and trying to pull it down a little.

'Leave it, Mom. The skirt is fabulous and you look incredible. Wow! What a hell of a figure you've got, Mom! Tighten the t-shirt down a bit, and make sure it's tight round your body.' D gave her son a dirty look but pulled the t-shirt down so that the material melded tightly around her stunning breasts. She looked awesome and grabbed Mark's hand as though she was a little schoolgirl being led into junior school for the first time!

There were swing doors at the entrance, and then another pair of swing doors no more than three feet further on, and then Mark and his Mom were into the huge room of the drinking den. There was a long bar stretching along the far wall, with stools dotted along the bar. It was like a real 'wild west' saloon seen in the films. A couple of hefty bar-men patrolled behind the bar.

There were old, tatty sofas every few yards round the outside of the room, and a few old wooden tables with chairs on the open, wooded floor. There were numerous candles alight on the window sills, with dried wax hanging from them where they had previously dripped, and there was a pool table at one end of the room. Other than that, the room was pretty basic with only one sign to the cloakrooms at the end of the bar.

There were about 20 other people in the shack, and D could only see one other woman, a young girl in her early 20s. The rest were youngish men and each one, to a man, turned to stare at the couple who had just entered. D clung like a limpet to Mark's hand as he moved steadily towards the long bar. She quickly looked round the room and was thankful to see that she didn't recognise anyone she knew...that was one thing she thanked God for!!

She knew that each man in the place was looking at her awesome body as she reached the bar with Mark...they were either looking her straight in the eyes, or giving the once over to her stunning breasts pushing out from her body, and D knew they would also be watching her legs and stunning ass in the little skirt as she moved to the bar.

'Hi friends,' said one of the bar-men. 'What can I get you...don't see you in here very often,' he smiled. Mark replied with confidence,

'No, it's such a nice evening, we thought we'd have a ride out of town just to relax and have a couple of drinks. Beer for me, barman, and a margarita for the lady, please.'

'Sure thing...coming up!'

Although D had no intention of letting herself get drunk, she was grateful that she was getting a stiff drink to calm her nerves as the men still continued to admire her sexy, hot figure. While the barman fixed the drinks, Mark spoke softly to his Mom.

'Let's take a couple of the stools, so we can relax for a while,' and his hand guided D to the stools dotted along the bar. She was a little reluctant as she knew quite clearly what sitting on a high stool would do to her clothing and body. But Mark was adamant and eventually he was able to help his Mom up onto one of the stools against the bar. Once seated, however much she tried, D was unable to pull the hem of her skirt down any further than it would go, and it finally sat at the top of her thighs, leaving her wonderful legs totally on view. She shivered inside!!

She took a long swig from her margarita when the barman put it on the bar, needing some Dutch courage, and this increased her breathing so that her breasts moved up and down against the tight t-shirt beautifully.

The seat at the top of each bar-stool moved round so that customers could just move whichever way they chose and, as Mark moved close to his Mom, he gently just moved the seat around so that D's legs came further and further round to show off her legs and the little skirt. She tried to protest but Mark just grinned as he knew that his Mom would have her legs and panties on view to anybody who was looking her way.

'Jesus, Mark, I'm showing off all my legs...and my underwear, goddammit!!'

'So what? You look great...and I love showing you off. Don't move, baby' (he tried hard not to call her Mom, not wanting to give the game away). 'Just stay there and hold on to my hand, and enjoy your drink.' D did indeed take another large swig of the margarita as Mark held the stool in place, leaving D completely on view, her skirt at her waist, and her luscious thighs and pink panties fully on view.

After a few minutes, D began to calm down a little as she surveyed the scene all around the room. A couple of young men were playing pool and, along with most of the other men in the room, they kept looking over at the wonderful sight sitting on the bar stool. D tried to shuffle her legs as best she could, but there was no doubt that all of her luscious legs and the front half of the tight, little panties were totally on view. She looked awesome and it was beautifully added to by the stunning shape of her white t-shirt which jutted out spectacularly.

Mark moved closer to his Mom, making sure not to hide the view of D's legs, and began to talk gently to her, at the same time caressing her legs all the way up to her little skirt.

'You're looking great, baby, really great. I just love having you with me, and you know you enjoy having me to guide you, don't you?'

'Well, I don't know if...,' started D.

''Don't' nothing, baby! You're getting tingles in your stomach, aren't you? You know the bar is really excited about having you here...and so am I. Just do as I say, baby, and we'll have a great evening,' and his fingers were right at the top of her thigh, almost touching the tight panties.

'I want you to cross your legs, babe! Just cross them naturally and stay seated, just as you are.'

'Mark...oh my...ummmm!'

'Do it, baby... are you going to be my obedient bitch or not this evening? The legs, Babe! You promised to be a good girl!'

'Christ, Mark,' D whispered, but he just gave her a firm look and he knew she would obey. Slowly, with Mark's hand still high on her thigh, D lifted one of her awesome thighs and moved it over her knee to rest on the other thigh. It was a movement and a sigh to draw breaths and looks from nearly everyone around the room. This gal was hot!!

Suddenly, the young woman in her 20s (the only other woman in the room) walked over to where D and Mark were by the bar. She was about 5'7, long dark hair, and a wonderful figure. She wore tight jeans and a t-shirt.

'Hi,' said the young woman, directing her question to D. 'I'm Jess, good to meet you. Not seen you here before, have I?'

D smiled a nervous smile and replied, 'No, we're just having a quiet drink and a drive out from town on such a sunny evening.'

'Gee, that's nice,' went on Jess, looking straight into D's eyes. 'Nice to see some strangers at the Shack...and such a pretty lady, too!' and she winked at D with another smile on her face. She moved closer to D until her jeans were almost touching D's thigh on the stool.

'Are you two an item,' said Jess, with an inquisitive smile.

'No, no,' replied Mark quickly. 'Just friends from work, at a loose end tonight.'

'Well, that's even nicer,' smiled Jess. 'I'm just getting another beer...can I get you folks a drink?'

'No, let me get you one,' Mark answered politely. 'Barman, two beers and a margarita, please.' The beers and margarita soon arrived and Jess took a long swig from her bottle.

'Oooh, that's refreshing,' said Jess, and by this time, she had moved closely against D up against the bar. As they spoke, her lithe body was occasionally touching D, either on her arm or against her hip and then Jess said,

'How do you keep your body looking so sexy, baby? You look so hot tonight,' and her hand drifted down onto D's thigh. D looked even more nervous but didn't want to appear rude.

'Oh well, I try to work-out each week and try and eat the right food. It's very kind of you to say so. What about you? You look pretty fit as well.'

'By the way, I'm Jess,' said the girl. 'What about you?'

'I'm Mark and this is D,' Mark quickly replied. 'Do you come down here a lot?'

'Most evenings,' Jess smiled. 'Have a few drinks and play pool with the guys. Not much else to do round here. We don't get many ladies in here during the week...so it's real cool to have a sexy, hot woman in here to spend some time with,' and her arm went round D's waist as she sat on the stool.

D could smell the girl's fragrance and then Mark put his arm round D's shoulders from the other side. She was boxed in with an arm round her waist from one side and another round her shoulders from the other. Then Jess spoke again.

D didn't speak but smiled a coy smile as Jess held her arm all around D's waist.

'Are you a little shy, D, with all the guys enjoying having a good looking woman with a fine figure in the bar? It certainly makes a change.' Mark butted in, wanting to keep his Mom in the right mood, even though she was a little nervous of Jess's intentions!

'D can be quiet and shy at times, but I keep telling her she has a lovely body and she should be more proud of it. Don't you agree, Jess?'

'Wow. Do I? You have one hell of a figure, D, and I for one am chuffed that you've come here tonight so we can see it,' and Jess's hand around D's waist just ran up and down her back, gently easing onto the top of D's ass that was seated on the stool. 'Look D,' she went on, 'two of the guys have challenged me to a game of pool if I can get a partner. How about joining me in thrashing these guys?'

'Oh no, no, I'm no good at pool, Jess. Mark will play.' Mark was quick to see the benefits of watching his Mom at the table.

'Oh come on, D. You know how to play pool, it's easy...and I'm sure Jess will help you if there are any difficult shots.'

'Too right, baby,' laughed Jess. 'Come on, D, let's show these guys how it is done. Give me a minute to get the guys, and then come down to the table,' and Jess went back, with her beer, to round up the opponents.

'I can't play pool looking like this,' protested D to her son. 'I'll look ridiculous and...,' but Mark just knew he had to watch his sexy Mom bent over the table.

'Do it, Mom. I want you to do it! It's another lesson in learning how to behave when you're with me...there is nobody we know here...and after the game, we'll leave and get off home. Just do it, Mom,' and he ran his hand right up D's wonderful thigh again. D began to shake but there seemed no way out...she had to play the frame!

She had passed one of the big tests...she was in a drinking den wearing a very short skirt, a tight t-shirt and high, fuck-me heels. Mark had steered her up on to a high stool so that everyone in the place could see her shapely legs right to the top, as well as her little pink panties. She knew everyone was looking at her with lust in their eyes and now the only girl in the place had caressed her and put her arm around her. Now she had been persuaded (or cajoled) into playing a game of pool in front of everybody. What could be worse?

But D also felt alive. Her heart was thumping, but it was excitement, it was leisure time and, although nervous, she was beginning to enjoy herself, something she did less and less in her hum-drum life. She would try and enjoy the rest of the evening!!

A minute or so later, Jess was indicating from the table that they were ready, and Mark lifted D gently off the bar stool. She walked tentatively across the wooden floor, her high heels clipping the wood loudly as she walked. Butterflies tickled her stomach and she could feel her heart thumping in her chest. Most of the guys in the room watched the incredible ass strut and wiggle as she walked, and they could all just about see the firm cheeks of that ass peeping out from under the denim skirt. Amazing!!

Jess handed D a cue and introduced her to the two opponents.

'This is Bobby and Danny. They can't play, D, so we're going to thrash them,' she laughed. There were grins all round but the two guys were ogling the blonde woman in their midst. Danny was a handsome young man, probably in his late 20s but Bobby was a lot older, probably in his late 40s, early 50s, but with hardly any sign of a middle-age spread round his gut.

Mark stayed at the bar but could easily see the 4 people round the pool table. He saw the two guys shake hands with D and then he watched as they spun a coin to decide who started the game. Jess broke the balls and then Bobby played a couple of shots after pocketing his first ball. Then it was D's turn.

Luckily, D had to bend over right in Mark's vision but she almost disappeared from view as 4 or 5 guys quickly moved round to admire the blonde woman over the table. Mark moved his head and sucked in his breath as he watched his Mom. As D bent over with the cue, the little denim skirt slid right up onto her ass, showing off the full firm cheeks of her bottom and the sliver of pink panties disappearing right between the cheeks. Wow!

D seemed more concerned about where her skirt was than hitting the ball, but she managed the shot and then quickly stood up again. She was flushed, embarrassed, and her breasts in the tight t-shirt were heaving wonderfully.

The other three players played their shots and then it was D again. The cue ball was down the opposite end but more of the guys quickly assembled there to enjoy the view again. This was a more difficult shot as the ball was close to the cushion and it required a bit more skill, and Jess could see that her partner was struggling to get into the right position.

Quick as a flash, Jess moved in close to D to give her a hand. As D bent over and held the cue across the cushion, Jess moved right over her body and helped guide the cue with one of her hands.

'That's it, D,' smiled Jess. 'Just take it easy and gently prod the ball towards the other one.' But as she was guiding the blonde wife and mother, Jess's other hand was easing down D's back onto her little skirt.

'My, my, D,' she went on. 'You have one hell of a figure, baby. I really wish I had your figure. You can see that all the guys in the Shack think the same as I do, don't they? Just take it easy and prod the ball gently.'
As D concentrated on trying to play the shot, her heart beating with embarrassment and fear, she could feel Jess's hand run all round and then under her little skirt and caress the cheeks of her ass. D almost froze, but she did so much not want to cause a scene. The hand on her ass continued to caress, up and down, squeezing the flesh gently and then running underneath to slide a finger along the pink panties between D's open legs until...oh, Jesus, the finger pushed against D's hard clit.

D almost let out a shriek, but instead she just lost control and pushed her cue heavily to send the ball thudding around the table, crashing in to three or four balls on the way. It was a foul shot...but who cared? Jess loved it, the watching guys loved it and, if she was honest, D felt a rush of excitement all round her body.

'I'm so sorry, Jess,' D said, feeling guilty about the foul shot. 'Perhaps your hand put me off a little,' she grinned.

'Oh, I don't think it did, D? I think you're used to folk admiring your body, aren't you? I think Danny and Bobby would enjoy helping you play the shot...as well as all the guys watching round the table.'

D just grinned and felt the excitement rising within her body.

More and more of the people in the place were moving into positions where they could enjoy the view of D's gorgeous body, and even Mark and the two barmen had moved closer so they could see what was happening.

D felt alarmed and nervous about what was taking place, even though she had to admit that the touches to her skin and the feelings between her legs were giving her that warm, erotic feeling once again. Having already had her cunt set on fire by sucking Mark's cock in the woods, and having his fingers play with her pussy in the car, she was now half-way between disgust and sexual excitement as Jess's hands played with her ass in front of an audience.

All the time, Jess still had her arm around D's waist as they moved away from the table, and D just didn't know how to get out of this situation. She knew she was the centre of attention and quickly looked over to where Mark sat. He smiled and gave the thumbs up sign, as if to say 'Keep going, Mom.'

This was what Mark had hoped for. He knew the reputation of the Shack and the sort of things that took place there on occasions, and he just hoped the 'stimulation' and seduction of his Mom would continue.

The caressing of her ass had quickly given D an excitement that she felt scared about. She was in a public place, but she couldn't ignore those erotic feelings that were drifting up between her legs when Jess had rubbed her on her panties. Oh my God!!

As Jess held D closely round the waist while Bobby took his shot, her hand slid gently up the body to feel D's magnificent breast in the t-shirt. She caressed the cup of the breast and then her fingers moved over to rub D's nipple which by now was rock hard.

Another warm feeling moved round D's body and she could feel the dampness start to gather in her cunt. She tried to forget that all eyes were on her body, particularly as Jess was now caressing her, and so decided to just accept the situation and try to carry on until the end of the game.

Jess took her shot but immediately came back to be close to D as Danny took a shot. Her arm again went round D's waist but this time it moved a lot lower onto the tiny skirt. She caressed the skirt round and round, lifting it gently, and then she spoke.

'You are a sexy woman, D, and I know the guys just can't resist the stunning body you possess,' and by now she had lifted the skirt right up again to show off the wonderful cheeks and the sliver of panties. 'Don't get nervous, baby, because no-one is going to hurt you here...in fact, quite the opposite!! Just relax and enjoy the game...your shot, baby,' and she went with D to the table where the ball was right in the centre of the table.

'Oh Christ,' said D. 'Everybody is looking at me now. I'm not used to this sort of thing...especially dressed like this. Are you enjoying showing off my ass to everyone, Jess? I don't know whether I should go on like this...I feel so nervous and frightened.'

'Oh baby', whispered Jess. 'Don't be frightened. It's OK, it really is OK,' and she held D's waist and pulled her close to kiss her gently on the cheek. Then she firmly turned D's head and kissed her on the lips, her tongue snaking out to push against D's mouth. D pulled away slightly and looked a little shocked but Jess carried on. 'You'll have to reach right over for this shot, D...but don't worry. I'll take care of you.'

'Oh God,' grinned D. 'I've got to reach right over to the middle.'

'Danny,' asked Jess. 'Can you help D with the shot...it's a bit difficult for her.'

'Sure thing,' said Danny, and moved to the table to help D with her cue. As this was going on, Jess just stood behind D and kept caressing her back and skirt. D was nervously smiling as she bent over with Danny who held D's hand on the cue. The pair just lined the cue up with the ball but had to reach right over as the ball was in the centre of the table.

'Get a better position, baby,' said Danny. 'You need to lean right over, feet apart a bit more and arch your back.' D knew how her body would look but just obeyed and did as she was told. As she bent right over and moved her feet wider apart, she felt Jess's hands on her hips, pulling her back a little more. As Danny's hands were firmly on D's hands on the table, and her body was now bent right over, D felt Jess's young hands start to explore her once again.

'Hey, you guys,' Jess said. 'Isn't this just the sexiest woman we've seen in here for years?' As she spoke, her hands pushed up the tiny skirt to D's waist, revealing all of her stunning ass. Then Jess crouched down and nibbled at the firm cheeks of the ass, her fingers sliding all over the skin of the firm cheeks and then down between D's legs again.

D was shaking with a mixture of fright, excitement and trepidation but she couldn't move as Danny held her hands on the table. Jess then suddenly pulled the tight panties aside and ran her tongue right down the crack between D's cheeks, holding one hand on D's bottom to keep her from moving. Then her tongue moved onto D's wet cunt. The lips were sopping wet and Jess explored the cunt with her tongue, lapping at the opening lips and seeking out the hard clit.

D felt the nerves in her body start to shudder and didn't know whether to scream or attempt to get away. It was probably too late by now to howl in protest as there was cheering from all the guys stood around, and then Danny whispered in her ear,

'Don't fight it, baby. Just relax,' while his hands still held D's hands firmly on the table. D let go of the cue and just rested her head and shoulders on the table, wondering how far this seduction of her body would go. Had Mark known what was likely to happen when he brought her here to the Shack? Was she going to scream and shout, cause a scene and run from the room, crying her eyes out? Oh God!!

She was still over the table, her legs apart with another girl's tongue lapping at her cunt. Jess concentrated on D's clit and the excitement rapidly permeated around D's body. The tongue kept entering deep into her cunt and then back to her clit. D started to breath heavily and finally knew that she couldn't resist the attack on her body. Then Jess slid two fingers between the wet lips of D's cunt...yeeeeeow!!

'Oh my God, ummmmm, what are you doing, Jess, what are you d...ahhhhhhh,' and D felt the screwing of her cunt begin, as well as the tongue still going back to her clit.

The game of pool was forgotten as Jess slowly eased D's pink panties down over her ass and then down her legs to slip them off over her feet. Then Jess moved D's shapely legs apart again and she was now back to her original position of legs open and bent over the table, her little skirt pulled up right over her waist. Wow! What a sight!

Mark was in seventh heaven. His Mom was finally and genuinely being seduced and taken before his eyes. She looked as sexy as hell, her mature body bent over and on display to the whole room, and his cock was standing to attention in his pants. He imagined that his was not the only throbbing cock in the room!

D knew that there was no point in shouting out or trying to get up from the table as she was being held firmly by Danny and Jess. She almost resigned herself to her fate, especially as the warm tongue sliding all around her sopping cunt was working wonders with her juices and her excitement. This young girl, Jess, obviously had experience with licking and seducing other females and D didn't even try to close her legs to the onslaught. Her juices were dripping from her body and she started to moan loudly.

'Ummmm, oh God, oh Jess...yes, yes,' she tried to whisper but the words just filtered all around the room so everyone could hear, and the audience now knew that this gorgeous visitor to their Shack was ripe for further games with her body.

D was bent over a pool table, her skirt pulled up over her back, her panties discarded to the floor, with her legs wide open and her glorious ass and cunt on view to everyone whilst Jess just toyed with her body...and emotions!!

Jess pushed her fingers into the wet cunt again and continued to lick and suck all around the open vagina. She went back and forth with her fingers, deeper all the time, and D was now rampant with excited lust.

'Jesus, yes, oh my God...ummm!' and her eyes closed while her mouth lolled open.

'You're really good, baby,' said Jess, 'but when you walked in, I just knew you were going to be good. Here, let's make it easier for you, you sexy bitch,' and Jess stood up again and took hold of the bottom of D's t-shirt. She rolled it up D's back... 'the guys want to see more of you, baby!'...and she pushed it over her head.

'No, no, Jess, you mustn't...oh, God!'

'Come on, baby. You have an awesome body, and everyone just wants to see it. Now, your arms, sweetheart.' Jess grasped one of D's arms from the table and, with Danny's help, they managed to take the t-shirt down one arm and then the other. The shirt was slung to the floor and then Jess quickly unclipped the tight, curvy bra that was holding the wonderful pair of luscious breasts. D knew that there was no use fighting any more...the audience were going to see the two glorious orbs of her beauty.

Mark's cock was even harder now, if that were possible. This was almost as good as fucking his Mom himself, and he continued to watch in awe. Even the two barmen were trying to get nearer to the action, and cheering on the erotic show.

Jess and Danny lifted D up to a standing position and Danny took D's wrists and held them tightly. Jess slipped the bra straps down D's arms and then moved each strap over a wrist. Only gravity held the cups over the big tits now, and Jess played with these, rolling the cups round and round over the gigantic globes of flesh.

The crowd were getting louder and louder, wanting to see the ultimate ending but Jess suddenly put her arms around D's neck and French kissed the blonde wife and mother all over her mouth and deep into her throat. D couldn't help it, but she joined in enthusiastically, opening her mouth and fighting back with her tongue. While this was happening, there were no hands holding the bra in place and the pink piece of cloth just slid over D's breasts and fell to the ground. Geeeeee!!

D wanted so much to cover her breasts but Danny held tight to her wrists and the wonderful mounds of flesh were now on view to the whole audience. Whistles and cat-calls went up, along with shouts of appreciation. Jess began to caress D's body once again. She stood in front of D with her hands caressing the two wonderful breasts, nibbling D's neck and mouth, and then grasping the nipples of the huge tits one after the other.

The erotic feelings were wandering all over D's body and her juices were rising rapidly. There seemed to be nothing that she could do about her predicament but, then again, did she want to? A woman had never caressed and seduced her body before and, certainly, she had never been on public display like this before. The young woman wanted to explore this gorgeous stranger in the Shack as far as she could go...and so did everyone else!

Jess moved closer to D, and her hand went round her neck to pull her mouth onto her own. The French kiss returned and both mouths were attacking each other furiously. D was moaning and sighing with passion as she felt Jess's other hand slide down over her breasts and back between her legs. The fingers rubbed her clit, drawing more sighs, and then the fingers slipped into D's cunt.

'Oh God, Jess...ummmm, I'm so embarrassed and...and...oh fuck, that feels so good.' D had lost her sense of propriety in the heat and lust of the moments but she had also lost her will to protest. She didn't care, as this was something that was probably going to happen just once in her life-time, and Jess knew she had the blonde woman in the palm of her hand.

'You want it, baby, don't you? You know you do. You're such a sexy bitch...and so goddam hot, baby. Just relax now, sweetheart, and let it happen. You know you want it to, don't you,' instructed Jess in a firm voice.

Was there any point in arguing? D tried to tell herself she didn't want it but deep down, her body was enjoying the excitement and the sexual depravity of it all. She closed her eyes and sighed again as Jess's hands moved all over her. Her breasts were being licked and nipples sucked, and there were fingers toying between her open legs, teasing D's clit and then pushing deep into her cunt.

Gently, Jess eased the heavenly body round and she and Danny moved D's head and shoulders onto the pool table once more. D didn't protest and didn't move, even as her skirt was lifted up over her back again. She wondered what might happen next...in fact, she didn't have to wonder!!

'Go on, Danny,' smiled Jess, and the youngish man didn't waste a moment. He moved behind the bent woman, unzipping his jeans and moving up close, his rampant cock now held in his hand. The onlookers were shouting encouragement as Jess bent over D on the table. She caressed her back and shoulders and was whispering in the blonde woman's ear.

'Now, just enjoy, baby, really enjoy. I knew you wanted a good fucking when you came through the door...you're such a hot little bitch, D! So just take it, baby...and scream the place down if you want to...nobody is going to disturb you, honey!'

Danny's hard cock was at the mouth of D's cunt and he just held her hips and thrust into the soft tunnel. D let out a gasp and tried to grip the baize of the table, but Danny just held her and pulled her body back and forth with his thrusts.

The crowd were moving closer all the time to be near to the sexy blonde, and Jess just kept caressing her hair and whispering in her ear.

'Can you feel it, D? Is that big cock fucking you deep in your pussy? Come on, baby, push against Danny and feel it stretch your pussy and give you what you want.' Then Jess just licked D round her ears and neck and D just shivered with lust.

Bobby, the other pool player, moved to D and his hands went under her chest to caress and gather the big tits in his hands. There was a grunt each time Danny thrust his cock deep into the welcoming cunt and D's body seemed to shuffle back and forth as the onslaught continued.

'Is this what my life has come to,' thought D as she felt the big cock keep crashing into her. 'Am I such a slut that I need to be fucked by a group of men and a girl in a drinking den, watched by my son?' At that moment she didn't care. The feelings in her body were awesome, her juices were rising to a pinnacle and the cock going in and out of her body was causing her to almost scream out loud.

Mark, sitting close by and massaging his cock through his jeans, didn't know whether he should be ashamed or delighted. He had brought his Mom to this drinking den out in the country, hoping to enjoy some excitement with her, but was this going too far? His mother was naked and there was one of the local guys fucking her over the pool table, with signs that many of the other guys were lining up to do the same thing.

Yet Mark was enjoying the show more than he would have realised. Behind his back, his Mom had fucked his college buddies in the woods and then in the barn, and allowed them to take photos and videos of her actions. What could be worse? Well, only watching his Mom being gang-banged in a drinking den!!

How much more could he take? He wanted to take a whole lot more, because he wanted to have his Mom for himself. He had brought her here to get a taste of the medicine he wanted her to digest. Whenever his father was away working, Mark wanted to be in a position where his Mom would learn to do just about anything he wanted her to do...period!! She would be his sexual toy, his plaything, and D would learn to sexually please him even if it brought embarrassment and humiliation on her motherly personality. There was no going back now for the MILF slut!!

By then, Danny had given way and Bobby had moved behind D to guide his big cock up into the waiting cunt. D was beginning to moan and sigh much more heavily now, her body being pushed over the table and then eased back once more.

'Ahhhh, oh God, ummmm, shit you guys...what are you doing to me? Jesus, I shouldn't be here...I, I, I ...Mark, oh my God, my son, my son,' and she forgot all about the cocks that were shafting her cunt and could only think of her son watching the exhibition.

Mark, in spite of his excitement, and listening to his Mom's cries, gathered his senses and knew he had to make a move. His Mom had been 'trained' sufficiently for one night, and he knew that he was totally in control of his Mom's life now!!

He tried to hide his stiff cock in his jeans as he rose from his seat and moved towards the pool table.

'Ok, you guys. The fun is over. This is my Mom, and I'm taking her home now.' There was a look of shock on Jess's face and most of the other guys that were sitting or standing around watching the show.

'I thought you said you were just friends...' Jess tried to butt in.

'You know what thought did,' riled Mark... 'followed a muck cart and thought it was a wedding!!'

Meanwhile, Bobby was in mid stroke as he continued to fuck D from behind but Mark, standing at over 6' tall, made it quite clear that the party was over.

He went to the table and grabbed his Mom's waist, moving her gently to a standing position and telling Bobby in no uncertain terms,

'Sorry friend, you've had your fun, I'm taking the lady home. Come on, Mom!' Bobby had no choice but to extricate himself from the gorgeous woman in his grasp and D, who was almost in tears, held onto her son's arm and tried to seek out some of her clothes. After managing to find her bra and t-shirt, Mark and his Mom quickly made their way to the door and went out...leaving behind a round of applause from the lucky audience...or unlucky if you were waiting to fuck the sexy D!!

There was silence in the car for a few minutes as it made its way back along the bumpy track to the main road. Tears were damp on D's face as she tried to come to terms with the evening's events.

'You're an ass-hole, Mark. You knew what was going to happen there, didn't you? You had it all planned, didn't you?' she snivelled, putting on her bra and t-shirt.

'You listen to me, Mom. I saved you there. You were enjoying what was happening to you, but you know that they were all going to fuck you, one by one, or even two by two. We could have been there for hours while they enjoyed that sexy body over the pool table. But I saved you, Mom and don't you forget it. It was a lesson for you, Mom...'

'I didn't enjoy it...how could you say such a thing? Lesson? What lesson?'
'It was a lesson in obedience, Mom. Things are only going to happen now if and when I say so. I had to put you through that ordeal to show you that you are going to be submissive and obedient to only me. Understand? I love you being my sexy Mom, I love fucking you and I love you doing the things I tell you to. Sooooooo...and here's the deal, Mom.' D was still snivelling quietly as her son went on,

'I won't embarrass you again with stunts like that, but when Dad is away working, you are mine completely. You dress how I want you to, you behave how I want you to and you completely submit to my wishes. Everything will stay secret between just me and you, but you are my woman. The things that have happened previously will be forgotten, but you will learn to please me without any argument. Have you got that, Mom?' and his hand went across to a shapely thigh just a few inches away.

'Christ, you're such a bastard, Mark, but do I have any other choices?' and she could feel his hand moving gently up her thigh to her naked cunt.

'Well, Mom, we want to keep tonight a secret between just you and me, don't we? It would be terrible if Dad got to hear about it, wouldn't it? And all your other escapades with the guys? But he's not going to, is he Mom? Open your thighs, baby, there's a good girl!'

'Jesus, this is blackmail, you little shit,' but D slowly opened her delicious thighs and Mark could feel the wetness of her cunt as he slid a finger up and down her vaginal lips.

'It's not blackmail, Mom. It's a little agreement that we have. You'll be safe from anybody else, and I'll get to enjoy my sexy Mom, treating her like my Queen as she 'looks after' her son,' and he found D's hard clit and caressed it firmly.

'Oh God,' moaned D and the old feelings soon came back again. Ummm!'

'A deal, Mom? Do we have a deal, then?'

'Yes, yes, you bastard...we have a deal...now get me home, Mark. I'm tired and want to get to bed.'

Mark put his foot on the accelerator and smiled to himself. His mother had been taught a wonderful lesson and would now be his plaything for months, even years, to come!!