Author's note: 100% Fiction. All characters engaging in sexytimes are adults.
Late Wednesday morning, the day before Thanksgiving. Matt's boss had suspended the project until the holiday was over, giving Matt five glorious days off in a row.
Janice's job; however, was in departmental crisis mode trying to finish their task before the holiday.
Matt had just arrived back at home from the grocery store when his phone rang.
"Hey, homie." said Janice. She sounded stressed.
"Hey! How goes the struggle?"
"Phew! It's crazy here today!"
"Sorry, home girl."
"It's ok. Listen....I have a huge favor to ask of you."
"Ok. What's up?"
"My mom is supposed to arrive around 2 pm today and I'm not going to be able to get out of here like I planned to. Could you just keep her company until I get home? Please? It should only be an hour, tops."
"Oh, no problem. I'd be happy to!"
"My god. You are the best, Matt." Janice sighed in relief.
"Good luck today."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
After putting away the Thanksgiving dinner groceries and giving a last sweep of tidying up around the apartment, Matt settled down on the rocking chair to read his novel. Bubsy cat hopped up on his lap and purred himself to sleep.
Time must have gotten away from him, because before he knew it a light knock on the door was heard.
Setting the cat down and strolling to the door, Matt opened it to find a middle aged brunette woman bundled in a tan overcoat. Her eyes were a familiar bright blue.
"Hello." the woman said with a pretty smile.
"Hi. Can I help you?" Matt answered glibly.
The woman looked confused. "Uhm. Does Janice live here?" she asked.
"Yeah. She does." Matt nodded with a sly grin. "...But, she told me I should be expecting her mother...not a younger sister."
Her round cheeks blushed pink as a smile spread across her lips. She was beautiful.
"Oh my, you have to be Matt." she said reaching out for an embrace. "You're even more charming than Janice said you were! I'm Linda."
Matt gave her a polite hug.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Linda. Please come in."
Linda stepped through the doorway and went about unbuttoning her jacket. She looked around the dining room/kitchen.
"This is such a nice place! You'll have to give me the grand tour!"
"I'd be hap-..." Matt started to say, but just then Linda threw off both lapels of her overcoat thrusting forward two of the biggest breasts he had seen yet, in the tightest red turtleneck possible.
"Holy shit. There is no way she is wearing a bra underneath that." he thought.
The fabric of her turtleneck hugged every feature of her upper body without a single wrinkle. The garment was so tight that it held her massive tits aloft on its own. Her nipples protruded unabashedly, even the glands of her areola were leaving visible impressions.
Linda was held out her arm handing him her coat. Matt finally peeled his eyes away from her beach ball sized tits to find she was staring directly at him.
"Hmmm. Enjoying the view?" she asked, carefully analyzing his face with an arched eyebrow.
Matt turned pale. "Oh shit! Busted within the first seconds of meeting her mom! Matt you idiot!"
Her suspicious look turned into a sly grin. "I definitely know 'that' look. You like large breasts, don't you?"
"Fuck! You got too relaxed, moron!" Matt's heart was beating out of his chest.
He chuckled in an panic attempt at nonchalance, taking her coat from her outstretched hand and meekly placed it on a hanger. His former charm and confidence, vaporized.
Linda could see through his ruse easily. Smiling, she reached out to gently lift Matt's lowered chin. "Hey. It's ok! I'd never get a date if it weren't for guys like you." she said.
Matt watched her eyes narrow in menacing focus. "BUT... you're living with my VERY BUSTY daughter...Tell me honestly, Matthew: Did you just let Janice move in because of her huge chest?"
Matt's panic faded. He blinked, suddenly feeling his confidence returning. "Actually... no." he replied. "Janice is the best roommate I've ever had. In fact, I would say she and I are good friends... and also... incidentally... we sealed our agreement before I even knew she had a... big chest."
Linda smiled patting his cheek lovingly. "I know... She basically told me the same thing. I just wanted to hear it from you. Can't blame a mom for being protective, right?" she spun on her heels casually inspecting the pantry.
Matt tried to disguise his relief with a sigh. "No. Of course I can't blame you."
"My daughter absolutely loves living here with you. She calls me all the time telling me how wonderful you are to her... sometimes even in tears. Did you know that?"
Matt shook his head no.
Linda slowly approached him as she spoke softly. "I love my daughter very much. And you can't imagine how reassuring it is knowing my girl has someone close by she can count on. So... thank you, Matthew."
She stood before him and held out her arms. Matt reached out to give another polite hug and was suddenly surprised to be wrapped in a full body squashing embrace. Her soft huge tits mashed against his chest tightly, spreading their warmth across his entire torso.
Linda took a step back and with a wide grin, she grabbed Matt's face with both hands and pulled his head down. Matt could hardly believe it when she pressed his face into her clothed cleavage, playfully jostling his head back and forth. She giggled when Matt's amazed and ecstatic face emerged from her bountiful bosom.
"There! Now, that that's out of the way, Boobie Boy..." said Linda, gently taking Matt's arm in hers, subsequently sliding her huge warm breasts from his front into his side. "Care to show me around?"
Despite being shocked by the face full of enormous tit, Matt had to smile to himself. He knew Janice seemed happy living with him, but he didn't realize to what extent. He silently pondered for a brief second if Pamela would ever feel that way about him.
Matt led Linda around to each room in the apartment. She was charmed with the intimate dwelling. Bubsy cat, who was napping contently on Janice's bed, recognized Linda and was immediately affectionate towards her. After the short tour, Matt offered Linda a drink and a snack. She took a seat at the dining room table.
"Sounds wonderful! I'm famished."
Matt quickly whipped up a charcuterie board with some sliced fruits, vegetables, cheese and cold cuts to peruse with leisure.
Placing it on the table before her and handing her a brisk moscato in a stemless wine glass. She marveled out loud. "My my! You better be careful or you're going to have me moving in next!"
Matt grinned at her as he poured a beer into a chilled glass mug for himself.
"May I contribute to this gorgeous spread you got here?" asked Linda, digging into her purse. From inside the handbag she procured a finger sized brown joint.
"That is... if you partake." she asked holding up the marijuana cigar. Matt blinked in surprise as he took it and ran it under his nose. He had never gotten high with anyone's mother before... of course, he had never motor-boated anyone's mother's breasts before, either.
"That is a new indica strain from the dispensary near me. It's called 'Baby Yoda'" she said, smiling.
The pungent aroma filled Matt's nostrils. "Whoa! Smells pretty potent!" He nodded handing it back to her. He was no stranger to marijuana, but it had been almost half a year since he had smoked last.
Linda lit the blunt with a deftness that only came with experience.
After taking a long drag she expelled an opaque cloud of white smoke. Handing the lit blunt to Matt she asked. "So, is my daughter behaving herself?"
Matt chuckled through the smoke. "Of course! You've got a great girl."
Linda smiled. "I know I do. I'm so proud of her." Matt watched her smile fade a little as she continued. "I'm so glad she's finally getting treated the way she deserves to be treated. She hasn't gotten to enjoy that for a long time."
"Her boyfriend, you mean?" asked Matt, trying not to cough.
Linda nodded. "Yeah...Bobby..." she said with a sneer. "He's just awful."
Matt thought about Janice's warm, agreeable nature and wondered what excuse anyone would have to be awful to her.
"Over the years I've watched him do a lot of damage to my girl's self-esteem. It's heartbreaking, but...she's committed to him, for better or worse, right?"
Matt frowned. "Why doesn't she leave him?"
"She's got it in her head that marrying a lawyer will keep her safe from money problems. I don't think she realizes what she's trading for that life."
Matt sat silently.
"..but, it's all my fault, after all." Linda confessed, letting the cigar smolder in her fingers.
"Why is that? Did you set them up together or something?" asked Matt, feeling the effect of the marijuana on his cognitive abilities.
"No." she hesitated. "Her whole world was turned upside down on her when she was a kid, poor thing. Her father and I were really well off when she was born and we lived very comfortably until she was about ten... " she sighed. "Then her dad got caught laundering money and bankrupted the family. Turned out he had an entirely secret double life. We lost everything and he ended up hanging himself over it."
Matt was aghast. "Oh my god! I had no idea. I'm so sorry."
She smiled graciously. "It's ok, sweetheart. It was a long time ago and I've made my peace. Anyways, afterwards our lifestyle had to change drastically, as you can imagine. I inherited his debt and struggled for years trying to get out from under it. I had to care for Janice and her older sister all by myself. It got pretty desperate there for awhile."
Matt placed his hand over Linda's. "That's terrible, but it doesn't sound to me like you're to blame."
Linda shook her head solemnly. "Yeah, it is. See, I showed my daughters how to pick the wrong guy. Now Janice is...."
Linda paused before her emotions grew any further. Matt looked down frowning. He felt her other hand slide over his. Looking up into Linda's lovely smiling face he heard her say. "I believe there's still hope though."
Matt pondered her meaning.
"Oh hell!" she proclaimed, dispelling the enigmatic moment from Matt's clouded brain. "I'm being a total buzzkill, aren't I?"
