The story resumes the day after Mike's 20th birthday. Several weeks earlier Mike and his mom, Wendy, started fucking. For his birthday Wendy offered to fulfill Mike's ultimate sexual fantasy. After much deliberating, he choose to blindfold and tie her up before fucking her. She enjoyed it so much she started the next morning by tying him up and fucking again.
The other primary character is Tori, Wendy's co-worker and best friend. Mike has secretly lusted after Tori for a long time and they have now had three encounters. Initially, Tori accidentally caught Mike in the middle of jerking off. A few weeks later she gave him a quick blowjob at the hair salon where she and Wendy work. Most recently, they had oral sex at Mike's birthday party the previous weekend.
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"How about we go out to eat tonight?" Wendy suggested a short while after she got home. Mike quickly agreed before she added, "After last night and this morning I don't think I have the energy to cook anything."
Mike felt his cock jump and he looked at his mom with a small smile as she gave him a devilish smile right back. All day long he felt as though he was in a daze thinking back to what had happened the previous night and again this morning. Despite having been fucked so completely, he had spent the day fighting to control his hard on.
They got in the car and drove to one of their favorite restaurants. It was a small place off the beaten path that served good food at cheap prices. They were seated in a secluded booth that suited Mike just fine as it gave them a bit of privacy.
After they ordered Wendy surprised Mike by taking his hand and looking him directly in the eyes. "Oh Mike," she said in a quiet voice, "sometimes you really do surprise me."
Mike wasn't sure exactly what she meant and gave her an inquisitive look before she continued. "Last night was very unexpected, but very appreciated."
Mike was surprised she was talking so openly about the previous night before he realized that anyone watching or listening wouldn't have any idea what they were actually talking about. He swelled with pride at her compliment and it made him very happy to know that his request was both unexpected and that she liked it. His cock began to stir and he couldn't help but ask, "So, what were you expecting?"
Wendy's eyes flashed a lusty gleam as she looked at him and it looked like she was beginning to formulate an answer. She had just opened her mouth and started to talk when the waitress returned with their food. That was enough to seemingly break the mood and they both sat for a while in silence as they ate.
Eventually they began making small talk but neither broached the subject they had been discussing before they were interrupted. Mike's heart was pounding and he wondered what she had expected him to ask for. He was very curious to hear what she had expected, and more importantly, what she would have been willing to do if he had asked.
It wasn't until the drive home that Mike raised the subject once again. "So, you never answered my question," he said.
"Which question was that?" Wendy teased making it very clear she knew exactly what Mike was talking about.
"What were you expecting me to ask for last night?" Mike asked as his anticipation built to nearly uncontrollable levels.
"Honestly," she began as she turned the corner onto their street, "I guess I expected you to be like most other men your age." She paused a bit before she added, "I know most young men are fascinated with women being together. I guess I expected you to ask to watch me with another woman or for some type of group sex."
She pulled up in front of their house and parked the car as Mike sat in stunned silence feeling like he'd been hit in the stomach with a board. Wendy looked over at him with a sly smile on her face and said, "Come on, let's go inside."
As he walked inside Mike's head was spinning like a top. If she had expected him to ask for that, had she been willing to give it to him? He had about two dozen questions racing through his mind at the same time and he didn't know where to start so he simply remained silent.
"What's the matter?" she finally teased once they were inside, "Cat got your tongue?" She then added, "Mike, I want you to know that I absolutely loved fulfilling your fantasy last night. The fact that it was unexpected perhaps even made it better for me. I hope you aren't upset that I said I was thinking you would pick something else."
"No, no. Not at all," Mike answered. "It's just..." his voice trailed off, as he still didn't know what to say exactly.
"What, Mike?" Wendy asked. "There is certainly no reason to get shy now. Tell me what is on your mind."
"Well," Mike started slowly, "honestly I did think about asking for exactly that." Wendy broke into a wide, sexy smile as if she was pleased to find out that she did know her son as well as she thought.
"Why didn't you?" Wendy said coyly.
"Well, um, I don't know..." Mike stammered, "I mean, how? With who? I guess I didn't think I could really ask for that."
She took his hands in hers and moved directly in front on him stopping only when their bodies were just barely brushing together. "Mike," she started, "I told you that you could ask for anything. I wouldn't have said that if I didn't mean it."
Mike's cock jumped and he felt a big knot of excitement in his stomach. He couldn't believe that she would have agreed to it if he had asked. Part of him was kicking himself for not having asked. As his mind reeled a couple of questions popped out of his mouth. "But, who? How?"
She didn't answer and instead leaned forward and met him with a lingering, soft kiss. When she parted the kiss she very quietly asked, "Mike, I wanted last night to be about fulfilling your biggest fantasy. I want to know if this is actually your biggest fantasy."
"Yes," Mike replied honestly.
"Good," she said just before they melted together in a deeply passionate kiss. They stood kissing and softly caressing each other for a long time before they went up to her bedroom. Once there they slowly stripped each other and then took their time fucking slowly and passionately.