The Rich Submissive 2

9

I woke to repeated knocks on the bedroom door.

"Mom!" Of course it was my son.

"What is it child?"

"Can I come in?"

"Give me a second." Looking on the other side of the bed I saw that it was empty. I couldn't help but smile at the rememberance of this morning. That woman put it on me. She took the sub role too serious because I needed her to take control like that more often. Grabbing a robe I went and opened the door finding my son standing there. "Come in kid. What's up?"

"Why were you sleeping?" He asked confused.

"Ah maybe because I was tired." I said sarcastically. Or maybe it was because of Chloe's beautiful ass.

"You never sleep at this time mom. We just got off the school bus." He hoped on the bed. They barely came in here. Not because we didn't want them in here but because we had a lot of sex. I shook my head from the thought.

"I guess I was more tired than expected."

"Guess what?"

"What?" I pulled him to me hugging him and he chuckled.

"Milton came to play with me at school today."

"Who's Milton?"

"One of the three stooges." I laughed.

"Ohhh. So did you play with him?"

"No. I told him to get out of my face also."

"Maybe it wouldn't hurt to play with them."

"Mom I find it strange that they both asked me to play with them on different days. Yesterday it was Malcolm and today is Milton. That's strange mom."

"I guess it is kid. What did he say?"

"He just said... Do you want to play tag?"

"I told him no. He kept pressing it until I just walked away from him. If the oldest one try to play with me I'm going to scream."

"I think the oldest one is still suspended."

"Good. I don't want him talking to me."

"That is strange they all of a sudden want to play with you. Maybe there auntie told them to try to be your friend."

"Why? She's mean also." I laughed again.

"True. But play with the youngest one for me tomorrow."

"Mom..."

"Please." He sighed. "See what he does just as long as he doesn't try to fight you what would it hurt to play with him one time."

"Okay but no more after that."

"Deal."

"Okay." I kissed the top of his head. "What we eating?" I laughed.

"You stay hungry."

"I'm a growing boy mom."

"Right. Let me go see what we have." Following him down the stairs I spotted the boys doing there homework in the kitchen. I loved this routine I had them on. "Noah did you do your homework?"

"I'm about to now. I had to tell you that we were hungry because they was scared to tell you." They both glared at him and I looked at them questioningly.

"Is that true boys. You're scared to ask me for something to eat?"

"No." By the way they said it I knew that they were lying.