Anika went to fold a big pile of laundry in the living room while Brenda and Adrian prepared some food in the kitchen. Now that Adrian's plan to rush back upstairs had been foiled, he took time to make a proper brunch with scrambled eggs and French toast instead of just slapping some sandwiches together.
Adrian still wore his pajamas, which was a continual problem due to the open hole in the front and the fact that he was in a constant state of arousal whenever his mother was near. In fact, he didn't even need to see her. Even though Brenda hadn't prettied herself up or put on any perfume, there was a familiar feminine smell coming from her he knew quite well that was almost guaranteed to get him hard or keep him that way. He tried to snake his erection down his thigh. That prevented it from easily poking out of the hole, but it also created an obvious bulge in his loose pajama bottoms.
Brenda was extremely frustrated. She was very serious in her desire not to violate the no touching ban, as obeying her superiors, especially Suzanne, was very important to her. She worried about doing anything sexual in front of Adrian, even things that were technically allowed despite the ban, such as mutual masturbation, for fear of sliding down a slippery slope and losing all control. But on the other hand, she was too aroused, after many hours of repressing her desires, not to mention watching Adrian's erect bulge bouncing all over the kitchen, to act in a completely non-sexual manner.
As she and Adrian carried their completed meals to the dining room table, she said, "Is it just me, or is it really hot today?"
While Adrian could be too shy and even cowardly at times, he was no fool. It was a typical sunny day in Orange County for that time of year; with luck, it might reach a high of seventy degrees. But he said, "Oh yeah. It's a real scorcher, Ma."
"Sure is. You don't mind if I take my top off?"
Adrian certainly didn't mind, especially when she put her plate of food down on the table and pulled her top over her head.
YES! he thought triumphantly, as her gargantuan breasts bounced into view, covered only by a lacy bra.
Brenda smiled as she saw the look of rapture on her son's face. She felt empowered and emboldened as she sat down to eat. She had no idea where she was going with this, but it felt too good to stop.
She immediately stood back up and said, "Heck, I should probably take my bottoms off too." She made a big production out of shimmying out of her dress. She let a bra strap fall off her shoulder in the process, nearly exposing a nipple.
Adrian was loving life. Now that he was sitting at the table, he was free to let his erection poke out the opening in his pajama bottoms, and no one was the wiser. His penis was hot and throbbing already, but he restrained himself from holding it.
Seeing the big smile on her face, he said, "I'll bet it feels better, taking off those heavy clothes."
She sighed with contentment. The sigh caused both bra straps to "accidentally" fall further down, exposing all of both her nipples. "You have no idea. The Plu- er, Alan and his harem, they have such a wonderful, enlightened attitude when it comes to nudity." She opened her mouth to say more, but then stopped. Talking about the Plummers with Adrian was fraught with pitfalls.
Indeed, Adrian frowned from hearing just that much.
She thought, Aaaah, this feels soooo much better! Us big-titted sex slave-y types just NEED to be naked! Mistress Susan says that all the time, and she's absolutely right, as usual! Now, if I could only crawl under the table and slip Aidy's cock into my mouth!
She began to pull her bra aside, but before she could toss it away, Anika had a coughing fit. The old maid continued to cough until Brenda put her bra back on. But the horny mother kept the straps hanging precariously on the edges of her shoulders.
The two of them ate their brunch mostly in silence, just making some inconsequential small talk. But their arousal levels remained sky high. They would have been insanely horny in any case, simply because of the ban and anticipation of what would happen that night, but the fact that Brenda was wearing only her bra and panties and Adrian's hard-on was exposed fueled their fires.
Brenda's bra straps were continually slipping down her shoulders. Several times, both straps slid down at the same time, causing the bra to slide down to her stomach. She was in no hurry to put the bra back in place, either.
Her problem was Anika. Even though Anika was sitting about 80 feet away in the vast house and ostensibly folding laundry, she kept staring right at Brenda and scowling with disapproval or coughing until Brenda would put her bra more or less back in place.
But then Brenda had an idea, stemming from the way she saw Adrian's hands in his lap most of the time. He's jacking off! He totally is! I can tell, from the way his arm is moving up and down a little bit. And from where Anika is sitting she can't see what he's doing under the table. In fact, she probably wouldn't be able to see what I'm doing under the table too, if I'm really subtle about it. Aidy's been so BOLD! He deserves a big reward!
While continuing to eat her food, she very carefully kicked off one of her high heels. Then she raised her foot and slid it up Adrian's leg. The table cloth covered most of what she was doing from Anika's view.
Brenda's worry was that he would give away what she was doing with a shout or astonished facial expression. After all, they weren't suppose to touch at all, so this was definitely against Suzanne's wishes and rules. So, for cover, she spoke in quiet tones. "My Pooh Bear, it seems today is hot and getting hotter all the time, don't you think?"
"I... I...!" He was more or less speechless. His problem was exacerbated by the fact that Brenda had little self-control, as usual, and her foot was sliding along his pajama bottoms past his knee and towards his crotch.
Brenda was able to take advantage of Anika's distance from the table - Anika could see them quite well from where she was sitting, but she couldn't understand what they were saying, as long as they kept their voices hushed. She covered Adrian's stunned stammering by continuing, "Yep, it's gonna be really HOT today! I can practically feel the heat rising up my legs towards my crotch, can't you?"
He certainly got that message, especially since her foot wandered high enough until it made contact with his erection.
"OH!" she exclaimed, pleasantly surprised to feel it completely exposed. As he beamed with happiness, her toes wandered around, feeling that his hand was still holding and stroking his shaft near the base.
"Vat's goink on?" Anika suddenly complained from the other room. "I can't put my finger on it, but somethink ist funny. Vat are you visperink about?"
Brenda froze, and so did Adrian. But Brenda managed to stroke her toes up and down Adrian's boner while he held it firmly in place for her. "Oh, nothing," Brenda said loudly to Anika. "We're just talking about the weather."
Anika glared at her. "The veader, huh? Vell, if it's so interestink, speak up so I can hear you." She couldn't put her finger on it, as the thought of under the table footsy games hadn't occurred to her, but she strongly suspected Brenda was doing something she wasn't supposed to be doing. She stopped her folding of the laundry for the time being to watch her intensely.
Brenda knew she was in danger, given that level of scrutiny, so she reluctantly withdrew her foot.
Still, her brief footjob of sorts had excited Adrian so much that he overcame his usual shyness enough to comment, "You know, Ma, I'll bet those bra straps can really chafe the skin. Especially if the bra is really tight. I don't know how you can stand it."
In fact, Brenda's bra was anything but tight, which helped allow it to continually slide down. But she leaped at the opening. "You're so right. Those straps do pinch my tender skin."
As she started to unsnap her bra from behind, she said loudly, for Anika's sake, "Heck, what's wrong with a little bit of looking? After all, Mistress Suzanne didn't limit looking or even orgasms, just touching. Why can't I do this?" She cupped her breasts, proudly hefting them up in the process.
She was rewarded with a loud and lusty groan from Adrian.
But there was a niggling worry in the back of her mind. As she jiggled her chest and preened and posed, her worry came to the fore of her thoughts. The slippery slope! What happened to my slippery slope idea? I'm so easily excited today, and just shaking my stuff is flooding my panties! If I keep this up, I'm gonna lose all control!
Then she remembered Anika and looked over towards the living room. She was surprised that Anika hadn't said anything.
Anika had been trying to think about an approach to stop things from spiraling out of control, but hadn't come up with one yet. Cued by Brenda looking at her, she said, "Vell, I don't know about dat. It's dangerous. Vatch out! Bevare de slippery slope!"
Now Brenda was feeling plagued with guilt. Damn! How does she do it? It's like she's reading my mind There IS a dangerous slippery slope here. It's all I can do not to drop under the table and madly slurp and suck my way all over my son's magnificent cock! She leaned back and groaned lustily as she imagined doing just that.
Brenda still desired her son so badly that she didn't have the willpower simply to leave the situation. She felt torn. It occurred to her, I know what I'll do. I'll call Mistress Susan. If anyone understands all about incestuous mother-son relations, it's her. I'd call Mistress Suzanne directly, but I don't want her to think badly about me. Besides, I'm a bit scared of her. But Susan is understanding. She'll know just what I should do.
Seeing that she and Adrian had finished their meal, she sat back up straight, but let her bra fall further down, into her lap. She said, "Pooh Bear, can you be a dear and take the dishes into the kitchen and wash them off? Meanwhile, I've got to make a phone call."
He was crushed to hear that. Doing the dishes was a big come down from watching his topless busty mother striking sexy poses, not to mention feeling her silky smooth foot sliding over his erection. But he was nothing if not obedient, and just nodded. He pushed his erection back into his pajamas and clutched it as he headed to the kitchen.
Wanting some privacy from Adrian, Brenda walked into the living room where Anika was and dialed Susan's number. But there was no answer. Brenda didn't know it, but Susan was still at the meeting organized by Christine. She tried a couple of times and still got no answer, but left a message to call back.
She thought, Well, that's probably for the best. I'm getting too addicted to talking to my mistress. Before long, we'll get to talking about thick, juicy, tasty cocks, and I'll get so horny, I'll have one of those squirty orgasms. I was thinking that if I called with Anika right here, that would slow me down, but chances are I would get all horny anyway. I just need to be patient. Aidy's cock will be in me soon enough. I can wait a mere matter of hours, can't I?
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