I pulled Ms Adams aside at breakfast to explain the addition of Mrs Benoit.
"Does it have to be her," she hissed.
"Are you rivals," I asked?
"Once upon a time. She always wins."
"She isn't 'winning' anything. Besides I figured you could use a break."
"Did I ask for a break?"
"No you didn't, but I was working you pretty hard you have to admit."
"I didn't mind the work."
"I'm glad to hear it but I've already promised her the time and I won't expand hers any further."
"You will, once she gets her claws in you."
"Nobody is getting their claws in me, Ms Adams. I wouldn't give you up for the world."
"But you would give up half my time!"
"Are you truly upset about the time or is it simply because it's Madeline?"
She shot me a dagger with her eyes then sighed and giggled.
"You may have me there. Very well, Master Sam."
"Yes, definitely keep calling me that "
"As you wish, Sir. I need to get back to work."
"I'll be watching."
"You are always watching when there are women about."
"It's like standing in the center of a museum and the art is moving all around me."
"Is that what we are to you?"
"That's what you are, Ms Adams, a beautiful work of art."
"Still the charmer. Enjoy your bitch."
She laughed and strolled away. I watched her ass jiggle and she looked over her shoulder and gave me an appreciative smile.
Mrs Benoit had cum and gone (pun intended). She is classier than Ms Adams for sure, and more regal in her manner, but not nearly as good in bed.
But she also had a pool house near school and she would be fun to taunt and tease. I know it doesn't sound very gentlemanly (as Mrs Waite had put it) but I would make sure she was kept happy. Word has it she is a player in the community elite with a level of influence, and I thought I could use a friend like that.
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My mother had asked me to have lunch with her. Apparently my father was golfing with Pastor Tim and a couple others.
I knocked on the door and I heard her yell 'come in'. She seemed to be rushing around. She had on a short white tennis dress. I loved the way it swished up when she turned and showed her tanned thighs.
My mother spent a good portion of her time at the beach or poolside and it showed.
"I'm sorry, Sam. I'm running a little late. I ordered room service to be sent up. I hope you don't mind?"
"Not at all, Mother. Take your time, I'm in no hurry."
"I'm going to take a quick shower."
I went to the window and looked out. When I turned I could see she left the door to the bathroom open. I walked to it and leaned against the door frame.
"How was your match?"
If she was concerned about me being in the bathroom she didn't show it.
"It was great. We played doubles and it was really close. The two women we played against asked a lot of questions about you."
"If you think I would like them then introduce me at dinner."
"Do you have time for anyone else, I hear you are quite busy."
"My exploits are exaggerated, I assure you."
"That's would be disappointing."
I watched a silhouette of my mother wash herself. Her breasts were long and pointy and did not flare out wide like most of the breasts I've seen.
She arched her back and let the water rinse the soap out of her hair and off her body. She dried herself, spending most of her energy bent over trying to get her hair to stop dripping, giving me a great view of breasts dangling down, or at least the silhouette of them. She then pulled the towel around herself and opened the curtain.
"Let me just put a robe on."
She chose a short robe that tied with a sash with plenty of cleavage. She sat to my right and crossed her legs letting the robe expose most of her thigh. Her dangling foot even touched my leg, now and again, under the table.
"Am I being seduced," I asked?
"Am I that obvious?"
"A shower with the door open and a short robe with no brassiere?"
She chuckled.
"I guess I wasn't as subtle as I intended. Is it working?"
"A week ago you would be up on this table with your legs spread wide being fucked hard by now."
"And now?"
"I have different tastes that excite me now."
"And those tastes don't include your mother?"
"They could, but sexy mother isn't going to do it for me any longer."
"I need to up my game?"
"The other day sexy mother sucked my cock, which was nice, but slutty mother got me excited when she asked for my cum all over her face."
"So you want slutty mother?"
"Yes."
She looked contemplative.
"Would you like me to help you," I asked?
"That would be appreciated."
"I think I lost something under the couch, could I trouble you to look for it?"
She looked to the couch and back to me.
"It's under the couch?"
"Yes."
"Let me look for it for you, Son."
My mother got down on her hands and knees. Crawled to the couch and bent her face to the floor and sticking her ass high in the air.
She was facing away from me and had on a sexy pair of panties that rode half way up her butt crack.
I set my camera to record and placed it so I would get it all.
"Move your head forward and back, Mother. I'm sure you'll see it."
She moved liked I asked rocking forward and back pushing her ass in and out. This lunch was starting to look up.
"I just realized I didn't lose anything under there, but as long as you are down there, would you mind lowering your panties, just a little bit."
She lowered her panties half way down her ass now pushing them out so I could see just inside her panty lines. Now we were getting somewhere.
"Now you are starting to get me interested, Mother."
She put one hand into her panties and began stroking her pussy. I walked to her and pulled her panties down to about mid thigh to get a better view.
"Now that's what a slutty mother looks like."
I stood over her and watched my mother stroke her pussy. She was moaning and continued to rock back and forth.
I got on my knees and put my hands on her the sides of he ass, spread her cheeks and stuck my tongue on her asshole.
I heard my mother gasp as I swirled my tongue round and round her hole.
She was moaning louder now. Rocking and moaning, rocking and moaning until her body started vibrating and her moans became stutters. I kept my tongue swirling until she came.
"Sam......Sam.....Oh Sam......fuck Sam..... fuck."
I removed my clothes while she panted. My dick was hard and ready.
She was slumped down so I lifted her up, took off her robe and tossed her panties. I then plunged my cock into her. I fucked my mother hard like the slut I wanted her to be.
The sound of my pelvis hitting her ass was loud and I watched her soft skin vibrate with every thrust.
"What do you have to say for yourself, Mother?"
"Sam.....oh.....oh....Sam.... I'll.......be.......your.........slut, she said through her staggered breaths and grunts.
After her next more powerful orgasm I pulled out and stood.
"Suck my filthy cock, Mother."
She sucked it fast and hard. It really was filthy with her juices which did, in fact, excite me.
I told her to lay down as I stood over her head and jerked the cum from my cock and jizzed over her body.
She squirmed and rubbed my cum over her breasts and face. Putting her fingers in her mouth and sucking the residue from them. It was exhilarating to witness.
I walked naked from the waist down and opened the door. Our food was in the hall. I wheeled in the cart and set up two chairs. I washed my face and hands and put my pants back on while my mother remained on the floor.
I started eating while my mother tried to come back to reality. Eventually she stood and put her robe back on, leaving her panties wherever they were.
I picked up my phone and stopped recording.
"You recorded that!"
"I did."
"To do what with!"
