A Wife & A Mother

A Night with Mommy (Part-1)

It started innocently with Jayden that day; he got home in good time. His father had been giving him shit about his curfew and for the first time ever since he came to live with him decided to abide. That and the simple fact that Kayla was on that time of the month and he couldn’t get any sex from her. The living room light was still on when he walked in but he did not bother to check who it was. He felt perched and a cold beer would get him where he wanted. 

  “You are home early,” his stepmother said to him and stood across from him at the door as she drank from a glass of wine.

  “Yeah, wasn’t in the mood to go out,” he answered.

  “I doubt that, I think you are broke.”

  “You are right and the fact that my girlfriend is not accessible today.”

  She let out a sing song like laughter when he said this and he could not help but admire her perfect white teeth.

  “Wanna have a glass of wine with me?” she asked and walked over to the kitchen cabinet and pulled out a bottle of wine that Jayden had never known about.

  “Depends, is my dad home?”

  “He didn’t tell you?”

  “Tell me what?”

  “He will be away on business for the next three days,” she answered and he could swear there was a hint of flirter in her voice

  “Okay, I don’t mind Liz,” he answered and slowly followed her like a lapdog to the living room. He went on and took a seat opposite her before accepting the glass of wine she handed him.

“Thank you Liz,” he said and shifted his attention to the TV screen, the movie looked familiar but he didn’t know where he had watched it.

“Do you like old movies?” she asked before flipping through the TV channels in search of one.  This gave Jayden a chance to check out her luscious thighs peeping through her short night gown. He looked away immediately their eyes met and a look of embarrassment came over his face.

“Yes I do,” he answered with his eyes glued to the TV screen.

  “You are so cute,” she let out with a slight giggle before crossing one leg over the other seductively.

  “I know I am.”

  “Are you seriously checking me out?” she asked with yet another giggle before she ran her hand through her tangled hair and flipped some of it on her left shoulder.

  “I was checking you out,” he said before gaining more confidence and moving closer to her, “I still am.”

  She went on to flip through the channels before taking a sip from her glass of red wine and looking his way.

  “You do know I am your father’s wife?”

  “I know that all too well,” he went on to say, “But that doesn’t change the fact that I want to fuck you.”

  “You are a naughty little boy Jayden,” she answered before taking of her night robe and exposing what was underneath. She had a silk sexy nightdress that was see through with no panties underneath.

  “I know I am,” he said and moved closer to her with a longing look in his eyes. She, however, slapped his wrist but had a playful look in her eye.

  “You touch me when I tell you to touch me,” she said.

  “What the hell is going on?” Jayden asked and got to his feet looking excited. “Please tell me you are one of those freaky deaky mistresses who will punish me the whole night long?”

The last phrase of his words came out with a sing song note to it and he let out a wide smile when she blinked back at him and gave him a half grin.

  “Get on your knees boy,” she said in a stern note.

  He slowly did as asked and went on to fix her a look of expectation. A slap, however, landed across his face and just as he was about to ask why her domineering voice sounded through the room.

  “You don’t speak unless spoken to,” she said. “You do not look at me until I ask you too, do you understand?”

  “Yes,” he said in an excited whisper. Another hot slap landed across his face and he secretly wondered what he had done this time.

  “Yes who?”

  “Yes, ma’am?” He wasn’t sure if that was the word she was looking for but he seemed to have nailed it when he was not the recipient of another hot slap. He couldn’t look up but his other senses were heighted. He heard her leave the room and left him to dwell in the almost tangible silence. Her soft footsteps were replaced by loud clinging of high heels that descended his way. He did not look up but loved her new scent; it was a blend of sweet cherry with cinnamon. 

  “Jayden”.

  “Yes ma’am.”

  “Kiss my shoe,” her voice was more of a plea but at the same time very firm.

  He bent down and kissed the tip of her left shoe before kissing the right one too. He then went on to kiss her heel before slowly making his way to her ankle and paused on her knee waiting for permission to move further.

  “Keep going,” she said.

  He kissed her thighs and before he knew it, was kissing her clit and licking her entrance. Her juices flowed easily and this made him hard. The whiff of her pussy covered his mouth and he drunk in her juices with gusto.