Reese feels very nervous about what she is mentally preparing herself to do. She has given herself an entire night to get ready yet she feels like she is still back at square one, not sure how she is going to pull this off. Her son would be leaving his bedroom in about seven or eight minutes. That gives the woman a little bit of time to try to calm herself down. She takes deep breaths and sits down on a chair in the living room. This is going to be difficult. She knows it would be. How could it not? Her son just got dumped after dating someone for less than ten minutes and now wants to take it slow with her boss, but her boss wants to fuck him so she needs to find a way to get her son to do that.
She growls in frustration, feeling the urge to throw a glass of water across the room at the wall. But Reese doesn't do that and instead waits patiently for her son to turn up so she can have an extremely awkward conversation with him. One that no mother should ever need to have with her son. Reese still can't wrap her head around the idea of what she is about to do. She is going to treat her son like he's a hoe she can sell to her boss for a promotion. Reese reminds herself that she gave birth to him and is therefore entitled to his body and can get him to have sex with whoever she wants.
Finally, Noah emerges from his bedroom. He has black circles under her eyes. Like his mother, he spent the night up until late, thinking over some problems related to a certain 28 years old ebony. He is ashamed to admit to himself that, whilst he is still pissed at how she used his mother's career as a chip in a poker game, thinking about her perfect chocolate skin got him so hard. He found himself masturbating last night, imagining the powerful black woman on top of him, riding his hard on. Perhaps he should just forget about the argument and let her into his pants already?
The boy suddenly notices the look on his mother's face. He can see how she is clearly frowning. Noah has never seen his mother look so tired before. Concerned for her, he quickly approaches Reese with a worried look on his face. "Is everything alright?" Noah asks his mother softly. She looks like she has been up all night last night, just like he kind of was. "Are you okay, mom? Do you have something you want to share with me?" He has no idea that he is walking right into her trap right now.
Reese feels a brief bout of guilt assail her but is reminded of the rewards she will get if she pulls this off. She forces herself to appear as frail as possible to evoke her son's sympathy. Thankfully, her acting skills seem to be good enough. "Alicia called me to her office last night," she tells him. Noah feels his entire body tense up. "She told me that she is going to fire me if I don't do what she asked me to. I've already started packing things from my cubicle. Quite frankly, there isn't much."
Now he feels terrible about himself. He failed his mother. When she needed him the most, he couldn't protect her. He let her fall victim to her predatory black boss' evilness. Taking a deep breath to steady his nerves, he asks her in a shaking voice "What did she tell you to do, mom? What did she want from you? Tell me." Noah is desperately hoping that there is some other reason she is getting fired, other than him not wanting to have sex before even going on a first date.
"It's about you, actually," Reese says. He could feel his blood run cold in his veins. So his worst fears are now about to be realised. He just can't believe that Alicia would actually go this far. "She wants to have sex with you. When she called me over last night, she told me that I need to get you to sleep with her. If I couldn't do that, then I'd have to look for a new job somewhere else." She sighs. "I can't believe I used to admire someone like her. Someone vindictive who only cares about she wants. Well, I guess I'll start having to go to job interviews no. Might be difficult to land a job at my age with my credentials though."
It makes Noah want to strangle himself for landing his mother in this mess. Because of his own selfishness, his mother is now unemployed, a very difficult situation to navigate a way out of. He has to fix this. There has to be a way. "I'll go talk to her for you," Noah tells her. "I'll really try to persuade her not to do this. Maybe she'll take pity on us." He gets prepared to go to the office but she stops him, shaking her head.
"No," she whispers. "I can't ask that of you. It's not your fault. This is life, my son. Shit happens to us even when we did nothing wrong. You just have to accept that. I have to accept it too. I now no longer have a job and that's a fact. There is no denying it." She sniffles slightly, wiping away 'tears' with a tissue. It breaks Noah's heart to see her that way as she goes into the kitchen to prepare them their breakfast, telling him that she'll start working on her resume in her room right after they finished the meal.
After having breakfast, Noah realises that there is only one thing he should be doing right now. He can't let his mother become unemployed in this economy because of him. It will be very difficult for her to get a new job right now, much less one that pays as well as the one she has, or had. Even if he doesn't want to have sex with someone who doesn't respect him and sees him as an object, he still has to do it to save his mother, who raised him with great difficulty all by herself.
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He gets to the building soon enough. Alicia is waiting for him in her office and quickly closes the door once he's entered. She locks the door immediately after he got in and shut the drapes. "I knew you'd whore yourself out to save your mother," she tells him before grabbing his chin and smashing her lips against his in a violence kiss. Her other hand reaches down and caresses his ass, before moving over to his crotch. His dick quickly stiffens when he feels the older woman's hand on his balls. Alicia might have flat breasts but her perfect face and toned body more than make up for it.
Grabbing his balls, the beautiful black woman cups them and squeezes, feeling the tip of his prick pressing against her wrist. Noah blushes in spite of himself as she slides her hand up to fondle his diamond hard tool. Squeezing the rod through his pants, she presses her lips to his ear, exhaling on his cheek. "I'm only doing this if you promise you won't fire my mother," Noah tells her, backing away slightly, only for her to pin him to the wall with a hungry look in her eyes.