Authors note: All characters depicted in this story are to be considered over eighteen years of age.
Milked by my Fiancée's Mother CH. 5
My assistant Kelly knocked on my door jam, "Boss, You have a visitor!"
I looked up from my computer.
"Visitor?"
"I'm not expecting anyone, who is it?"
"She says she's your soon to be Mother-in-Law!"
"Shall I tell her you're busy?"
It's Edith, Andria's mother. I knew today was to be an "A" milking day, which means I am to visit Edith after work to have my cock milked, but it's only nine AM! I was puzzled as to why she was here. But then reality surged over me, Edith is not someone I should keep waiting. I hastily replied,
"Please, show her in!"
But it was too late, Edith had already pushed her way past Kelly and into my office.
I made a feeble attempt to stand and greet her, but just like my other milking days, Andria had put something extra in my 'vitamin' regiment and subsequently my cock was rock hard and I was doing all I could to not to jack myself raw. The supplements have put me in the male version of being in heat. I was horny as hell and desperately needed relief.
I had learned to wear my work apron on milking days, but it was a feeble attempt to hide the large bulge I was sporting in my groin.
"Good to see you Edith, I trust you met Kelly!"
Edith just turned to Kelly,
"You'll have to hold his calls, we have some things to discuss!"
Kelly turned to leave but Edith gently grabbed her arm,
"Hon, you wouldn't have an egg timer I can borrow would you?"
"I'll be right back," said Kelly always eager to please.
In less than a minute Kelly returned with the timer. Edith tested the dial and it made its distinctive 'ding' showing that it worked.
"Thanks, this will do!"
Kelly turned and left, it was totally like her not to question as to why Edith made such a request.
"Please Edith, have a seat," I said with a slight tremble in my voice.
Whatever the reason why Edith had chosen to visit me, I knew I wasn't going to like it.
Instead of sitting in the chair across from my desk, she just stared at me.
"We don't stand anymore when we greet a lady!!"
I did my best to stand, but it was difficult in the rock-solid state my cock was in.
"O-o-o-o, someone's drugs have really taken effect," said Edith, her eyes fixed on the protrusion in my pants under my apron.
She was right, my engorged cock was ripe for the taking and I almost came right then and there.
"Ashley told me how you two broke the rules, she even told me that she may be in love with you!"
I gulped hard, trying my best not to show in the least that I was starting to feel the same about Ashley.
Just then, Edith chuckled a little,
"Don't worry Baker-Boy, Ashley thinks she's in love with everybody. Besides, a new cock always has that effect on our younger lady family members!"
"I suppose you are wondering why I'm here aren't you, I know that stiffy you're sporting certainly is!"
After several moments she moved over to me and moved my apron aside to check my crotch for pre-come.
"I knew it, you just came a little, didn't you!"
"Caaan, I-I-I, ask why you are here," I stammered, still trying not to fully ejaculate in my pants.
"You really are a slow learner aren't you, I'm here to milk you!!!"
"I-I-I, thought that wasn't until tonight!"
"Well, that has been changed, I got a call from my Cousin Wendy and she needs me to milk her new husband tonight while she's out of town. She told me that he can't be trusted not to take matters into his own hands, so I'm going there right after I'm done here."
"This way I can also test how you are with surprise visits at work. If I let you marry Andria, visits like this by women in our family will not be all that uncommon. It's what being a male in a free-use society will be all about!"
At that point I should have sucked it up and protested, but I knew that it wouldn't go well. Edith has made it clear that she is always in control. Obviously she didn't care if one of my employees could walk in on us at any minute.
I came to the realization that Andria had known that her mother intended to milk me at work today. She knew that presently we were very short staffed and Kelly and one other employee would be the only ones in the bakery today.
At least, with the early milking, I'll be able to help out on the floor afterwards without dealing with a stiffy and blue ball syndrome all day.
She commanded, with a strong scrutiny at my crotch, "We are no longer in a public place, so home rules now apply!"
I just stared at her, trying to process what she was saying.
"Wow, I have to spell it out for you, GET THOSE CHLOTHES OFF, and let's get started, I haven't got all fucking day!!!"
I stood and pulled down the shade of the big bay window that overlooked the Bakery floor and Edith went and closed the door, and I assumed that she locked it.
I started fumbling with my zipper and groped miserably trying to undo my pants. My rock hard cock made this simple task almost impossible.
"Here let me help you," Edith announced grabbing the scissors from the pen cup on my desk. The thought of going through the rest of the day with severed pants made me try even harder to undo things, I finally just pulled them down and off.
I just stood there pant-less, my cock standing perpendicular from my groin.
"SHIRT TOO, lord you are clueless!!"
Soon I was standing naked in my office, my purple headed soldier bobbing aimlessly from my groin.
"SIT!!!"
"Arch your Back!!"
I sat in the leather chair and did my best to slide my bare ass forward to put a curve in my back.
Edith then reached over and took my balls in her hand and gave them a long tight squeeze.
"There we go!!" She exclaimed, "You really have it bad, don't you!!!"
I looked down at my cock and it was still hard like a rock, usually when a males balls are squeezed like that they quickly lose their erection, not me and not today though.
My prospective mother-in-law grabbed a large briefcase from next to the door that I hadn't noticed before, then she started spitting on my erection, covering it with her saliva.
She opened the case and started rummaging through all the items that were there, in the corner of my eye I could tell it contained a vast array of sex toys.
Finally she found what she was looking for and returned to me.
She took my raging boner in her hands and started affixing a specially designed condom over my pulsating shaft.
"Ashley lent me a few of these, she said they worked well during her session with you!"
That word registered in my brain, sex is now was being called a 'Session'!!
Before I knew it, Edith shed her slacks and jumped into my lap impaling herself on massive boner. Without missing a beat, she started humping me, her strong vagina muscles gripping tightly on my vigorous manhood.
As she fucked me, she started her attack on my mouth, our tongues tangled in hot steamy chaos. Her pussy was amazingly tight for a women her age, we clicked as if our genitals were made for each other.
I let out a muffled moan and shot my load deep into Edith's tunnel. My eruption was so massive that I started to worry about rupturing the capture bladder.
Edith didn't seem to care, she kept humping me with everything she had. She knew that right after climax further manipulations of a man's deflating penis is more torturous than erotic.
I started gasping for breath and after several moments, Edith decided to stop and dismounted me. She painfully removed the condom from my shrinking man-teat. She rummaged again through the briefcase and produced a Styrofoam box and a scissors. As she took a bottle out and I could tell the box contained dry-ice to preserve the bounty of seed that she expects to collect from me.
She cut the top of the bladder, inverted it, and kneaded the slimy contents into the sample bottle. She screwed on the cover and put the bottle back in the box.
She took my hand and pulled me from the chair.
