With my cock still rock-hard in my shorts, I followed my mother into my bedroom. As I entered, I saw her drop her purse next to the bed and switch on the lamp on the bedside table. The light showed off her lush curvy form in silhouette. Her huge tits and round lush ass were caught in profile and I felt a further rush of blood go through me as I ogled her. Her large body atop her long legs in sky high heels gave her a commanding presence and I felt weak-kneed before her.
"So the date you talked about having tonight.....it's with me?" I asked incredulously.
"Of course it is," she said as she walked towards me. "Once I found out from Claudia how good my own son is with his tongue, I knew I just had to make use of it myself." As she said this she traced her crimson red fingernail around my pouting lips and then slid her finger deep into my mouth.
"You're very much like your father, Jon," she said as she continued to slide her finger back and forth between my sucking lips. I could barely remember my father, he had left when I was very small and my mother had raised me pretty much on her own.
"He was about your size and build. You were of course too young to realize the nature of our relationship. But under the present circumstances, I guess it's time you knew," she said as she pulled her finger from my mouth and sidled back over towards the bed. "I kept your father around basically to service me whenever I wanted. That man could eat pussy like nobody I'd ever met before. And.....he loved to do it all night long. He never got tired of it." She paused and looked at me with smoldering sensuality. "From what I've seen so far tonight, I think you might have the same talent he had that way, Jon."
"So what happened between you two?" I asked. I think I knew I had never been given the full story on why my father had left.
"Well, he developed a taste for cock. And I think at the time, I was too young to realize the possibilities in sharing him and getting some big cock for myself. So, I ended up throwing him out after catching him with one big black cock down his throat and another one buried in his ass in our bed. I guess you're a lot like him that way too, from what Claudia has told me."
"So how long have you known Claudia?"
"We've been good friends for a long time. She called me Saturday after you and Frank had been to her store and told me about what had happened. When she described what you looked like, it actually sounded like you. I told her to come over and when I showed her some pictures of you....well.....that cinched it."
"I'm.....I'm sorry Mom," I said and looked down in embarrassment.
"Oh don't be sorry at all, son," she said with a pleased tone to her voice. "To be quite honest, I always thought you were gay, and when Claudia told me how enthusiastically you were when you were eating her out, I was thrilled to find out you liked women too. When she called me to tell me you were coming to see her the other night, I talked to her about referring to herself as your mother to see how you'd respond. She told me your cock just seemed ready to explode!" She paused and looked down at my tented shorts. "Just like now," she said as she nodded towards my crotch and smiled.
"I miss those days with your father and I haven't been able to find a suitable replacement that can satisfy me." She looked at me intently with lust-filled eyes. "Do you think you'd like me to "interview" you for the job, son?"
"Aaaaaahhhh" I felt myself moaning out loud after hearing her words. "Oh yes, Mom. Please. I'll do whatever you like for as long as you like."
"That's good son. Because if you want "the job", you will do whatever I want, whenever I want" she said sternly. "Now let's get started," she said as she turned towards the night table and took off her watch. "Now...what have we here?" she said as she picked up one of the photos I'd left there when I had unpacked. They were the ones Mr. Wolfe had taken of me servicing his cock that Derek had seen too.
"Uh.....uh....." I stammered.
"Is this Frank?" she said as she picked up the other photos in the pile and looked thru them.
"Uh....no."
"Well who is it, Jon? C'mon and tell me. No secrets now," she said as she raised her eyes to mine.
"Umm...that's Mr. Wolfe. My landlord here. I've been sucking his cock as well since the weekend."
She looked back at the pictures. "He's got a big cock. I can see why you look so happy in these pictures. Do you know how big it is?" she asked.
"It's 9 ¾" long. And he likes women too. And.....ummm....."
"Yes, son. What is it?"
"Well, he uh.....he kind of likes to be serviced a lot," I said sheepishly.