It was the first Saturday night after my eighteenth birthday and I had nothing to do except watch television with my parents in the living room. Dad floored me with his question, “How’s your love life going now that you’re grown up. You getting any pussy or squeezing some cute chicks’ boobs?”
“Dad, I stammered, you’re embarrassing me.”
“I know, but these are the best years of your life and you should be out with your friends, being comfortable with the ladies and learning how to enjoy sex.” Just then, my mom, who was in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner walked into the room asking, “What are you guys talking about. I heard dad say sex, hmmm.”
First, let me tell you about my family. My name was Joe, and my dad, John, was the boss of the house. We all jumped when he spoke and asked how high to jump. He was tough, but fair. My mother, Betty, was just the opposite. She was very shy and meek and did whatever my dad told her to do. I learned early on that I could do the same to her, so I would tell her to take care of many of the chores that I had to do. She never complained to dad as far as I knew. I didn’t think anything special about it as that was the way it was in my house. I knew there was something different about my mother whenever I met my friend’s mothers. My mom was average looking with a body that she managed to hide with loose clothing but looked pretty good in a bathing suit. Dad was different, he was big, tough and as I said, the boss of the house.
Dad glared at his wife and just said, “Sit down, don’t talk and listen to what I am saying to our son. You and I talked about his problem with girls and how much he jerks off in his room. I looked up in surprise but dad cuts me off as I start to protest. “Forget saying you don’t do it. We have both heard you at night and I have just the plan to help you get over your shyness with women, don’t I Betty?”
Mom mumbled a yes and then continued,” But this isn’t right…”
“Betty, enough! We decided that that Joey needs to learn about women and how to deal with the sexual part of a relationship. Then the shyness will disappear quickly.” I was sort of in a daze, not knowing what was going to happen. I began squirming in my seat and started to get a hard on. Dad looked at mom and to my amazement, told her to undress in front of me. She bowed her head, nodding, and not looking at anything but the floor. I couldn’t move. Slowly my mother took off her blouse, her skirt and stood there only in her bra and panties. She looked sideways at me and there was a small smile on her lips. “Isn’t she a great looking woman? Stand up straight and get the rest off now.” Mom dropped her panties and bra and stood naked in front of me. I was sort of panicked, not knowing what to do or say.
“Well, what do you have to say about your mom’s body, huh?” I think my mouth was wide open and I was frozen in my chair. “Wake him up Betty”. With that my mom bent down and started to undo my pants. I could swear I could see that same smile on her face as she pulled my pants down to my ankles. My dick popped out of my shorts and mom took it in her hands and brought her mouth to my dick. “You’re going to get a first class blow job, kiddo”, my dad said with a bit grin on his face.
