Maureen stepped off the bus, feeling burned out from a busy day at work. As she took the short walk home, she was relieved the day was over (a half hour early even) and looking forward to a relaxing bath, something wonderful (yet to be figured out) for supper and some down time.
As she approached the door, she felt mixed emotions about no longer being alone in the house. Her oldest child Bryan had recently separated, and Maureen agreed to let him move in.
Maureen found Bryan's presence to be pleasant company, and she was not alone as much. It also meant he was underfoot and disturbed the home life Maureen had become used to since her children had moved out. Their father had passed away in a car accident when Bryan and his brother were preteens.
Bryan's car was parked in the driveway indicating he had arrived home already. Bryan started and finished work earlier than Maureen, so it was not unusual for him to be already home.
As Maureen started opening the door, she started sniffing the air with the hopes that Bryan had begun preparing supper for the two of them. There was no supper smell. But just two steps inside and she saw the back of Bryan's head as he was sitting on her couch. And to her surprise, playing on her TV, Bryan was watching porn. Two naked girls were on her TV screen licking each other's bodies. Maureen was immediately grossed by the scene on the TV and put out that Bryan was watching it in her living room.
Irritated, Maureen started to say "Bryan, what are..." but stopped as she heard Bryan shout out "Oh God!" Not only did Maureen startle Bryan but she startled him as he was pleasuring himself. He was startled in fact just as he was cumming and he had squirted cum onto Maureen's couch which she always kept clean and immaculate.
"M.M.Mom you are home earlier than usual" Bryan stuttered out. "Yes, I am Bryan, and I see what sort of things you do before I get home and why you have never had a supper ready for us." Maureen replied. "Now turn that off of my TV and get up and pray that you can clean my couch before I get extremely annoyed."
Bryan did not get up fast enough for Maureen. "Hurry and get up!"
"Um, well"
"No excuses, get up and clean your mess while I go make a supper, then we are going to talk."
Bryan slowly rose from the couch and Maureen saw his reluctance. Bryan was not wearing anything below the waist. As he rose, he held his hands in front covering the source of the couch mess.
"I really can't believe this Bryan. I am going into the kitchen to make supper. Make sure you clean my couch, and you can join me when supper is ready. Make sure you are wearing pants when you come for supper."
As Maureen worked to prepare a meal for the two of them, she just couldn't believe the scene she had just come into. She felt grossed out by what Bryan had just been doing in her living room.
Then as the meal was simmering, and she set the table for the two of them, she thought of what Bryan had been through. She knew at 25, recently separated, Bryan was a virgin when he had got married. She also knew married life had been difficult for most of the four years Bryan had been married. Bryan's wife sought comfort and pleasure in the company of a few other men while Bryan had been left home alone. What's more Bryan's wife Melanie had no problem sharing with others that the reason she was with other men was Bryan's lovemaking was unsatisfying in both his size and his technique.
Maureen was feeling a tinge of sympathy for Bryan and his sexual needs. But she was still feeling really grossed out that he defiled her living room including the TV and couch. While as a middle-aged woman, Maureen herself had desires, she kept activity to her bedroom and sometimes the bathtub. Since Bryan's father had passed there had only been a couple of men in her life and she had only had sex a handful of times. Her own hand (and her hidden vibrator) had occasionally provided relief for Maureen when she felt the need. But this was her home, and she certainly felt she did not approve of her son playing with himself in her home and definitely did not want the discomfort of wondering where he had squirted in her house.
She called Bryan to say that supper was ready and for him to come sit. Bryan came in, head down and thanked his mom for preparing a meal. "I would have been pleased to come home and find that you had prepared a meal for us since you had the time, Bryan. That is the sort of thing that will go a long way if or when you find yourself in another relationship. Us women have lots we deal with and have to do. We appreciate help and if we are not tired out from all we have to do, a wife can show her husband her appreciation. "
Maureen paused thinking that might have been harsh to say. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to come across that way just now. Let's just eat this meal. When we are done, I wonder if you could go into my room and draw me a bath and come back down to take care of the dishes." Bryan mumbled agreement to his mother, and they quietly ate their supper. As they finished up, Bryan went upstairs and returned ten minutes later and told Maureen her bath was ready for her. Bryan took the dishes from the table and went to the sink. Maureen thanked Bryan and went upstairs.
While she was thankful for Bryan's efforts it became clear that Bryan did not know how to do it right. Maureen would have liked it if Bryan had the foresight to lay a nice towel nearby for Maureen to grab when she was done. Despite there being many different options nearby, Bryan had not thought to make her bath bubbly, it was just water. Cool water at that. Maureen was disappointed as before she stepped into the bath to test the water temperature that it was too cold. As she stood there naked, Maureen drained some water from the tub and added hot water and bubble bath.
Finally, after an extra wait, Maureen stepped into the water and sunk into her bubbly haven. After the day's struggles and extra dealings after coming home, the water felt fantastic, and Maureen was finally feeling relaxed.
She tried to feel relaxed, that is. Yes, the water was finally perfect, but she couldn't help feeling irked by the extra effort she had to do when she had asked Bryan to prepare the bath. Even in the bath now, she was aware she had forgotten to light the scented candles and play the music player she normally played when she had her baths.
Her mind thought of Bryan. As much as she was feeling disappointed with him, she also was feeling empathetic to his situation. Perhaps she was right that if Bryan was more attentive and was able to do better in pampering and helping his lady then a potential lady (unlike the ex-Bitch Melanie) would be happier to show love to Bryan and be patient in helping guide him to properly pleasure her.
Maureen's mind wandered into the scene she had walked into again. As much as she was icked out by it, she thought of Bryan standing there with his hands in front of himself. While she couldn't see everything, she did see bits of his penis through his hands. She wondered about what Melanie had said that Bryan wasn't very big. She couldn't tell this afternoon if that was in fact the truth or not. Certainly, Bryan's father, while not huge, had been slightly above average in size. Her two men companions since then had been the first one an average size and the second one definitely on the larger size.
As Maureen soaked in the bubbles thinking about these different men, her own hand started wandering on her body. Her body would be considered curvy, maybe plump by some. As her hands traced the curves of her body they paused on her larger breasts. Circling her globes, her hands circled into her nipples and started playing with them.
As her right hand stayed on the nipple, Maureen's left hand explored more of her body. Eventually her hand went below the bubbles and below her waist. She rubbed her legs, thighs and then finally her pussy. The outer lips, then the inner lips and finally her hand started rubbing her clit. The hands kept moving and rubbing until Maureen was gasping out in pleasure.
After Maureen came down from the moment, she decided to exit from the bath. Rising up she grabbed the towel she had placed nearby. After draining the water from the tub, she went into her room. Maureen applied lotion to her body and then put her nightgown on. Some nights she wore pajamas and since Bryan had moved in, most nights it was PJs but tonight she felt like wearing the nightgown.
She still wasn't sure about Bryan and what she wanted to say to him, but she knew she definitely didn't want him having his penis out and about and squirting wherever he felt like.
Maureen went down for a drink of juice, and discovered that while Bryan had done the dishes, he hadn't drained the sink, and he also hadn't washed the frying pan Maureen had used.
Maureen debated calling Bryan to come do a proper job or just do it herself. She couldn't help feeling put out that she was letting him move in with her and he wasn't doing things properly. She called Bryan to come down to the kitchen. When Bryan came down, Maureen just pointed out what still needed attention in the kitchen and asked him to finish things properly. She then let him know that she still wanted to address the scene from earlier, but it was getting late, so she would look to talk tomorrow.
Maureen went up to her room and logged onto her computer. She didn't know what to do about Bryan. She didn't want to ask him to leave but she needed him to do better and definitely keep his hands off himself around her house. She googled the situation and looked to see if google had any advice. A solution came up. While the idea she found was a little out there, she kept investigating it deeper. Maureen was convinced that if Bryan agreed then this would be a solution that not only would keep his penis playing under control but looked like there were other side effects that would help Bryan do better in assisting around the house and hopefully help him become a more desirable husband in the future as well. Maureen wrote down the address of a store where she could pick up what was needed and went to bed relaxing in the thought of what she was going to prepare for Bryan tomorrow.
Thinking of her earlier bathtime fun, and a little stimulated by her computer findings, Maureen's hands started to wander on her body again. Feeling horny, Maureen opened her nightside drawer and pulled out her vibrator. She went through a few different settings and speeds and finally settled on her favorite one. It did not take long, and Maureen was giving herself an orgasm and then quickly another one. Putting the vibrator away and pulling her nightgown back down, Maureen fell into a deep sleep, satisfied she had come up with a viable solution.
The next day Maureen stopped at the store she had found online the previous night. Another short bus ride and she found herself approaching her house door. After the scene yesterday, Maureen was afraid of what she might find as she entered her house. Thankfully, Bryan was not sitting on the couch, and while not a great smell, there seemed to be a cooking odor coming from the kitchen. Entering the kitchen, Maureen saw the table had been set, and something was cooking in the oven. Not sure of the smell, Maureen opened the oven door to check on it and saw chicken legs and potato jackets, both of which were on the burnt side. What she did not see in the kitchen was Bryan. Maureen removed the food from the oven, opened the window and went looking to tell Bryan that his supper was ready. Not seeing him anywhere else, Maureen approached his room, lightly knocked to announce her entry, and opened the door. There she saw Bryan laying naked on top of his bed. He was asleep. By the stains in his bushy pubic area and on his blankets, and also by the video Maureen saw playing on his phone next to him, there was no doubt that Bryan had neglected the supper so that he could spend more time playing with himself. What also there was no doubt of now is that Melanie had been right. Maureen looked at Bryans little penis which definitely had the look of a bird's beak barely peeking out of a nest.
