How could you deny the passion felt? You knew you wanted it as much as me. Why do you refuse to let your body go? There will come a time and it will be soon when you give yourself over to me completely. No reluctance will be found, I will take you. Maybe it will be the liquor that will help the way; yes perhaps I should try coaxing you with booze. I know you become docile when you drink. So that is that then, I will ask you over and we will drink together and I will finally get my greatest wish and fantasy. No more reluctance, you will open up to me and give me total consent. Oh how hard I am getting just thinking about our meeting. You will be my queen as I lay you down and take what I need.
"Hey mom how ya doing?" I ask you on the phone. You are excited by my call. You thought I wouldn't get back to you so soon after your denial of my advances. Oh I could sense your want and desire, but you just couldn't cross that line.
"I'm doing fine," you say. I can hear the tension in your words as you speak to me. The little crack of uncertainty lies beneath your strong veneer. I can hear your mind as it spins, wondering what ulterior motives I may possess. You continue our conversation, "What would you like babe?" Oh you know what I would like. You almost choke on the words because you know what my first thought would be.
"Well mom I am really sorry about the other night and I would like to make it up to you. Why don't you come over for dinner and a movie?" I ask in my most innocent voice. I just hope you buy the guiltless gesture. I can see it now as you feast on the delicious meal that I have prepared for you. You savoring every morsel, me watching and agonizing, just wishing it was my cock you so succulently relish.
Unsurely you agree and tell me that you will bring the dessert. I have no doubt that you will bring the dessert and how I will appreciate every second I have it in my wanting mouth.
I finish the dinner and take a hot shower while waiting for your arrival. I hear the car in the drive and my heart skips rapidly, I know the time is soon approaching. I watch as you get out of the car in your light summer dress, pink and almost transparent, highlighting your wares. How do you not realize the affect this is going to have on me? Your body has always had me in a daze. You think after all the talks you have given me about spying on your robust form that you would recognize the affects you have on me. It is like you want to keep this teasing game available. Tonight however I plan to take it to a conclusion and have you melting all over me. You get to the door and I greet you with a big hug, your nipples press hard against my chest. Was that a moan I hear escape your full lips? I pull you hard against my body letting you know that your presence has had its usual affect on me. You have to feel the poke from my throbbing rod as it presses against your midsection.
"Oh my what a greeting," You say to me. I look into your eyes and see lust in those ocean blues. Deep and dark your eyes are, a man would have to be alien not to be transfixed looking into them. I lead you in and take you to the presented table with the candles lit and the meal ready.
"Wow son you really have out done yourself this time. Maybe I should make you sorry more often, it looks marvelous!" You say to me and I just grin at your complement.
"Well mom I really am truly sorry. I just hope we can get by the incident without feeling to awkward," I reply. I look at you and you seem a little empty by my words, like something inside you wants me to try again. No worries I will be trying again tonight. I just hope the alcohol does the trick and eases your senses. I dish out the scrumptious meal and we eat with vigor, you keep praising my flair for the culinary art. Hearing your praises I fill with pride knowing the night is starting just as planned. Just before we finish I crack open the second bottle of wine, making sure to fill your cup many more times than my own. I can tell you are getting tipsy as your speech becomes boisterous and the way you start giggling at the most trivial things, my eyes just light up witnessing your state. Soon, so soon I will have you in my arms, no denial, no reluctance you will be my perfect willing victim in my plotted crime. The bottle is soon empty and I begin clearing the table. On weakened knees you stand up to try and assist me but I prohibit your helping me. You pay heed to my words and decide you need to use the bathroom; the wine is hitting you more quickly than designed.