Katherine had managed to keep Alex's body upright as the lad regained enough consciousness to move his legs slowly forward and in to her bedroom. Her mind was still reeling from what had happened as she managed to deposit the lithe, fit body on to her double bed. As soon as Alex hit the mattress he fell back asleep, the force of the enormous cum having drained him completely. Katherine hesitated over what to do. Her semen stained dress and stockings sparkled in the dim light as, breathing heavily, she looked at her sleeping son. She decided to make him as comfortable as possible. Leaning over him she pulled up his t-shirt to reveal his toned chest. She couldn't help but smile at the sight of his body. Her scarlet red fingernails traced a line down his breastbone across his stomach to his bellybutton. She then moved her hand upwards to check his heartbeat. It was fast, but as far as she could tell it was regular.
The sexy, wanton woman who had driven her Son to this climax that had made him pass out, suddenly felt the great emotional weight of motherhood fall upon her and, sitting by his side, she let her head fall onto his chest now. Slowly rising and falling. She loved him so much. She had wanted him to love her back in the same way. Now, after this, the gratuitous display of a woman on heat, in her red dress, her tan stockings and those wicked, magical red high heels, she had pushed her only son to the very edge. Could she bring him back again? Would tonight have forever cursed their relationship?
Feeling very scared now, fearing she had gone too far, Katherine kicked off the red high heels and stretched out alongside her son's body, arms around him, head on his chest, holding him, willing him to be all right.
Meanwhile far, far away, Alex awoke in a brightly lit room. His eyes adjusted to the intensity of the light. Where was this? Certainly not his bedroom. The last thing he remembered was the intensity of cumming as he had looked at his mother's legs. Suddenly, guilt and fear overwhelmed the boy as he wondered at what had happened. Had he been sent away? Was his mother thinking he needed psychological help? As his focus returned what he saw frightened him even more. At the end of the bed was a white curtain that ran from rail to floor all in white, it was closed, sealing him off in this area, there appeared to be no other furniture. This WAS a hospital. Alex began to panic. What had he done? Why couldn't he have controlled his feelings?
A familiar CLICK-CLACK echoed around the room, from beyond the white curtain. Alex swallowed, his fingers curled around the white sheets that held him in the hospital bed. With a clattering of rings the white curtain was pulled back and Alex gasped.
Standing at the end of his bed was his mother, Katherine, but like he had never seen her before. She wore a white, sleeveless mini-dress that ended just below her bottom, and was split down the front in an audacious v-cut that put her heaving bosoms on more or less full display. Below the dress she wore black stockings, held up with an all too-visible black suspender belt and that clipped the dark band at the stocking tops in a sensible, no-nonsense fashion. The uniform was topped-off with a white cap that rested on her dyed blonde hair, the hair itself had been pinned back in a business-like manner too. On her feet were the very same red stilettos that had caused his monumental ejaculation.
"Well then," asked the woman. "How is the patient?"
"Mum?" asked Alex, as the woman smartly turned and drew the curtain, giving them completely privacy and then strode over to his side. Reaching into the deep gap of her cleavage she produced a thermometer.
"That's Nurse Mummy to you, young man. Open wide please."
Alex found himself obeying his Nurse Mummy's instructions as she popped the thermometer into his mouth and took his temperature.
"Hmm, nothing that rest won't fix." She shook the thermometer a few times before dropping back down into the valley of her cleavage. "So want to tell me what happened then?"
Alex began to blush as his Nurse Mummy leaned forward and rigorously plumped his pillows. Alex's nose as an inch from her breasts, barely contained in the this white material of the nurse's uniform.
"I, I think I passed out."
"Passed out by doing what?" Nurse Mummy pulled up and folded her arms to listen.
"I needed to, I mean I wanted to... masturbate, because of you."
"Me? What did I have to do with it?"
"Those shoes..." Alex's finger pointed down to her high heels.
"What about them?"
"They hypnotised me... or something..."
"Really, Alex?" Nurse Mummy shook her head from side to side. "How can a pair of shoes hypnotise you? I think you have much to learn..."
Back in Katherine's bedroom, her concern for Alex had increased. What if she had caused some permanent damage to him? Permanent damage 'down there'? Slowly, biting her lip, Katherine pushed herself up from her resting place on her Son's body and bent over his shorts. His cock, still big, but now limp, hung out of the flies. She undid the top button and, as carefully as she could, slid the shorts off of his long, tanned legs. Standing at the end of the bed she stared with love and wonder at her son's naked body and brought the shorts to her mouth, smelling and kissing them once as she did.
"Let's see if there's any problem down there..."
Nurse Mummy yanked Alex's shorts off with a determined twist of her wrists and Alex bounced back on the bed, amazed at the force which she'd displayed. Nurse Mummy then tossed the shorts over her shoulder before bending down and pinching the end of his limp cock with her thumb and forefinger.
"Well it looks ok to me... Doesn't seem to be anything wrong there... How about your balls?"
This time Nurse Mummy's hand reached down to Alex's balls and tugged them tightly. He let out a yelp.
"Well you at least still feel something down there. They're full too. Amazing, really."
"Mum, what-"
"I said, Nurse Mummy, Alex! Honestly you'd think you could follow one simple instruction."
"Well then... Nurse Mummy, answer me this. What am I doing here?"
