Maslow's Hierarchy of Human Needs
5) Self - Actualization
4) Status & Esteem
3) Love & Belongingness
2) Safety & Security
1) Physiological Needs
The afternoon before Thanksgiving Jaycee ran into heavy traffic on Interstate 101 from Palo Alto past Salinas. He realized that he would not get home until around eleven pm. So, he called his parents to let them know that he would be late. His dad told him that they would be picking up his brother and family at LAX airport around ten forty five. Approaching his home a little after eleven, he noticed that all the lights were off except one in his room over the garage.
Parking in the driveway, he grabbed his luggage and made his way up the outside entrance. The door was unlocked. Entering, he found his little Susy sitting on the end of the bed dressed in her white satin robe. "Good evening, my prince." she purred as she rose to face him. Continuing in her silky purr, "Tom went alone to pick up Ricky and his family because we felt they needed the room in the car. When Tom arrived at LAX he found that their flight had been delayed until one thirty or two. Sooo, I thought my prince and his little Susy could romp some in the sack."
Susan began to unbutton his shirt. He smiled and loosened the cord holding her robe closed, "Susy, Susy, my little Susy. You just want my cock planted deep inside of you, don't you? Hummm?" Her answer was to push his shirt off his shoulders. After allowing the shirt to slip past his arms, he pushed the robe off her shoulders. She allowed her robe to join his shirt on the floor. "Humm, my Susy was wearing nothing under her robe, ready for action."
Susan pulled his shorts and underwear past his knees down to the floor. Continuing in her sexy purr, "Yes, my prince. Tom and I got it on this morning. We sent each other off to work with satisfied smiles. But, ohh my prince, I cannot pass up a chance for he who owns my mind and body to ram that thing up sooo very deep inside of me as often as he wants." Then she dropped to her knees and began to suck him up.
He knew that she was not conscious of the fact her presence there tonight and why, was entirely within her programming. He would take this opportunity to complete her reprogramming and make his little Susy the woman he wanted of her. "Ohhh Susy, that feels sooo goood. I'm gonna thump that little pussy of yours. Oh yeah, I'm gonna fuck it good."
She rose, kissing his abdomen and chest all the way up. Standing, she wrapped her arms around him, "Fuck me anyway you want, my prince. It's your body, do as you wish with it."
Jaycee slipped two fingers into her pussy, "Wet and hot, ready ta go." She smiled. With his fingers still in her pussy, he flipped her onto the bed. "I'm really gonna do it to you, my little Susy." he said as he grabbed a pillow doubled it and thrust it under her hips.
"Ooww, pillow under my hips. You're really gonna fuck me right. Do it big boy, fuck mee."she purred as he rammed it in to hilt on the first stroke. She squealed, then hissed, "Yessss my prince, so deep, oh soooo good."
It did not take Susan very long to go off with the long, fast, hard strokes that Jaycee was using to pound her pussy, finishing shortly after her orgasm subsided. They lay facing each other, running fingers over each others body. still panting, he whispered, "You're so very good."
She smiled and purred, "So are you, my prince."
The lovers continued to lay facing each other, communicating in whispers and touches. Susan, still in a purr, updated her prince on the schedule of the following day. That Kittie had ask if she, her oldest son and his bride could come for breakfast. With her divorce pending, Kittie's husband had moved out of the house and closer to his office. Their middle son's chose to spend Thanksgiving with his spouse's family. The youngest son, now working for a campus based Christian organization, thought both parents were sinners and going to hell. He told them that until they got back together, he would pray for them and just stay away.
After spending more than two hours with his little Susy, fucking and completing her reprogramming, Jaycee slipped into bed with Rhonda. She woke up enough to smile at him, cuddle into his arms and go back to sleep. There would be enough time for love-making later in the morning.
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Thanksgiving morning found all the women preparing breakfast, or setting the table. Jaycee's father and brother watched pre-game football programs, discussed Stanford's Thanksgiving game on that previous Tuesday and talked about the family business. Jaycee and Brian, Kittie's son, took a walk into what was called the "Lower 40." It was a vast area in the Thorensen's backyard beyond the pool. Grassy and tree covered, it offered the two college football players a chance to focus on their conversation.
Brian picked up a pine cone a hurled it to the other side of the yard, "You gonna play football in your senior year, Jaycee?"
"Ya know? That's a good question.. I want to graduate with a 4.0 and pass the bar in the upper ten percent . Then go on to pass the bar in a couple of other states. So, if I feel that it got in the way this year, I won't play next year. I'm sure not pro material."
"Yeah, that's what I found. I decided that I want to retire from the navy as a two star admiral. So yeah, I had a three point eight in my junior year. I figured that if I didn't play in my senior year, I had a good chance of graduating with a four point oh and that's what happened. Anyway Jaycee, I had this whole rant worked out on the plane coming here about how you were a blankity blank home wrecker, marriage breaker. Then when we were on our way to baggage claim, what appeared to be a thirty something, shapely, well endowed woman was waving at us. I thought she was making a mistake, or a pass at me. .. Ah, Jaycee... She turned out to be my mother. When we came closer, oh man, her eyes sparkled and she just glows or shines. She's a stunning woman. The last time I can remember my mother looking at all like that was when we received the letter of acceptance to the academy. Jaycee? What I'm saying here is that for a woman in process of divorce, she's lookin' good, really good. Radiant, I think is the word I'm looking for here. So, what I hear, we have you to thank for that. But, damn she looks good. She said you put her into an "F" cup bra?"
Jaycee smiled, "I just lead her to the right shop. They put her into the right one."
"Alright, but they just add to her overall, ah, beauty. I mean, Jaycee? We're talking about my mother here. I've can't ever remember seeing her look so attractive. I'm really at a loss for words to describe the woman that met us at the airport last night. The only similarity to what I know of my mother was her clothing. As usual, she was tastefully and fully clothed."
Jaycee took his time in responding, "Brian? One thing you must understand. Your mother's beauty is from inside out. Like my mother, her beauty is much more than skin deep. But ah, when I first met your mother, she was very vulnerable. Ah, do you know much about Maslow's Hierarchy of Human Needs?"
"Oh yeah, the basic human needs. That number one must be fulfilled before a person can move onto need number two and so on up to number five."
"That's right. On the first day I met your mother, she was wallowing around in need number one. She would have been an easy lay that afternoon and on into the night, if that's all I wanted."
Brian kicked a stone off the path, "Damn, that bad. I don't think my father has a clue that she was like that. Mostly likely wouldn't care if he was at all aware of her state of mind and I guess her heart."
"Your father, in her heart at least, told her that he didn't love her anymore when he sold off her nest. And then, he leaves her at a different house to deal with a three car garage floor covered with boxes, all marked for a certain room. Some so heavy, she couldn't have moved them. That all together left her needs number two and three totally unfulfilled. That made needs number four and five outta sight. She and I had dinner at our house that night. Listening to her talk about the whole move, I realized that taking possession of her was going to be very, very easy. I just had to take her gently, one small step at a time." Jaycee paused, took a couple of steps, then continued, "Your mother is a very sensitive, gentle woman. She is also a very capable and talented woman. It took me most of the month of June to realize that. July First I took it all, irrevocably. I took everything she had of value, body, mind, heart and soul. She mine until she dies."
"Geez Jaycee, if I hadn't heard that from my mother, I'd have a hard with what you just said. She showed us the band on her right forefinger and told us what it means to her. Also, last night I noticed that she's taken off her wedding rings."
"Yeah, I noticed that this morning. She told me that she would do that once the property settlement was reached."
Brian laughed, "Yeah, they finally got past the possessions part of it. My father and his financial statement. Always concerned with his net worth. Now he's about to loose half of it. That's a joke in itself. He just hates that lawyer my mother choose. Calls her a barracuda. Actually, he called her that F-ing barracuda."
Jaycee chuckled, "Yeah I know, she the one that got me into Stanford Law. Just as your mother acted like a shoehorn to get you into the Navel Academy, she was my shoehorn into Stanford."
