"Sorry I got to rush, have an early morning meeting."
With a quick peck on the lips, Cynthia was off. I looked at the time. 6.12am.
Too early to get up for me. I needed to be at home at my desk for my first meeting in four hours. Let me catch one more hour of sleep.
I woke up a couple of hours later. I wanted to catch a shower before heading off to my place. Truth is, I would never admit it but I enjoyed showering in Cynthia's bathroom. She had all those frilly totally unnecessary (in my opinion anyway) shower gels and facial washes and creams and fancy nice-smelling stuff that I could never be bothered to buy but still enjoyed.
I smiled as I remembered last night's activities. That was a first for me. Twenty-five years of a very active sex life and this was my first time encountering the joys of voyeuristic pleasures.
I had a big smile on my face as I woke up, stretched and walked naked to the adjoining bathroom. Spent a few minutes choosing and arranging which beauty products I would experiment with today as the shower spewed out hot water. The hot water almost scalded me as I stepped into the shower. A few adjustments and the water was perfect. Bliss!
I was in good spirits as I soaped myself vigorously, concentrating on my crotch, eager to get all that dried up cum from my cock. I was so focused on my business that I only noticed something was amiss when the shower door opened and Thandi stepped in. Butt naked!
"What the fuck?? What the fuck are you doing?"
I was incredulous. In shock. The game we played last night was all fine and dandy but this was something else altogether.
"What does it look like I'm doing," She said as she looked me in the eye confidently, her hands reaching out for the shower gel, squeezing the goo into her hands, reaching out to touch my chest, soap my chest.
I pushed her hands away.
"You can't do this. Last night was just a game. I'm fucking your mother for godssake!"
"She's cheating on you." She casually dropped this bomb and continued soaping my chest with her small dainty fingers.
"Wha..what do you mean?"
"I said she's cheating on you. She told you last Wednesday she was at a work function . Nope, she was over here getting fucked by some guy I've never seen. She had a different guy over on Sunday."
I stared at her wordlessly as she said all this. And then it clicked. Maybe it's me who didn't want to admit it to myself but the mum was either a nympho or she just loved dick and wanted to play the field. Small things I'd noticed over the last few months added up. The constant messages coming into her phone. The constant phone calls which she could never take near me. Boring work stuff she would say. The numerous cancelled dates. I can't make it today, got a crisis at work she would say as she cancelled.
It all made sense now. To be honest I didn't care if she was seeing other people. What pissed me off is that she had insisted on us being monogamous to each other as long as we were fucking or doing whatever we were doing. Seems like she had no intentions of being monogamous, just playing me for a fool.
"How do you know all this?"
"I hear her from my bedroom. Hear her getting calls, calling, making dates. Bringing men over to get fucked. She can't help herself. I think she's a sex addict." She said all this in a matter-of-fact way as she continued soaping me with her hands slowly moving downwards.
"I like you. You're one of the few nice ones she's been with. Most are creeps and weirdos who always make a pass at me when she's not looking. You're nice. You try talking to me like an adult, treat me like an adult."
My mind was in a daze as I heard all this. All thoughts of resistance totally gone as I received the stunning news. It all made sense now. I felt so foolish. I really did like the mum, we connected in many ways and I found her stimulating and interesting to talk to. This was a shock. I could feel the anger rise up in me. I had been played. I knew it, Thandi knew it.
My reverie was broken as Thandi started slowly stroking my cock.
My cock stirred as Thandi's hands worked their magic. Thandi had me and she knew it. All thoughts of resistance had disappeared, revenge and horninnes had taken over. Slowly Thandi sank to her knees. Her mouth on the same level as my cock, the warm water flowing down both our bodies, she took my cock in her mouth as she looked me straight in the eyes. Suddenly I felt afraid. I wasn't the King here. I was the lion being hunted by the big game hunter. I was a sock puppet and Thandi was the hand commandeering the puppet. She was in total control of the situation. She knew it. I knew it.
My cock rose as her mouth went to work. Damn this girl has skills. She wasn't like her mother, all enthusiasm, no finesse, skill or technique. This was a woman who knew her way around sucking cock, pleasing a man. She swallowed it whole. Spat it out. Let saliva trickle down from the cock to her mouth as she kissed it, stroked my balls, wanked it.
My cock was in full attention in a matter of seconds. Straining, veins almost popping as the young woman expertly played with it, stimulated it, toyed with it, with me. All the time her eyes were on me. We stared at each other. I moaned and groaned as she deepthroated me while fondling my balls. Her control over me was obvious to see. She was telling me the cub was ready to dispose of the Lioness and take her place next to the King. Her eyes were magnetic, hypnotic. She looked like an evil seductress, the type your mother warned you about, the type ancient men feared, loved, hated, worshipped, lusted for all at the same time. She would take your heart through your loins and go straight to your soul. Then she demurred. Released my cock from her eager wet mouth, placed it on top of her face, a sure sign of submission. The cub realizing her place. She wasn't looking at usurping the King. She was looking at showing the King there were better younger options.
