Eric Winters sat in his family's living room working on one of the many assignments his teachers had handed out that day in school. Textbooks littered the coffee table just in front of leather couch that was positioned several feet away from the television in the corner of the room. A comfortable lazy-boy armchair was to his right and a loveseat sofa was located perpendicular to the left of the couch. A huge bay window was situated behind him allowing the days last rays of sunshine to pass through and illuminate the room with natural light.
Despite his exceptionally high intelligence, the 18-year-old boy found it increasingly difficult to concentrate on his studies as the day drew to a close. His brother's remarks earlier haunted his mind as he wrote down yet another incorrect answer that he had to erase. The youth both dreaded and anticipated the arrival of his brother, as with him would surely be a beautiful young woman both willing and able to alleviate the sexual stress that had been building in the boy for several months now. Eric's member swelled in his jeans at the thought, making it uncomfortable for the seated boy while he contemplated the erotic possibilities of the evening. Still a nagging thought ran through his head telling him that he shouldn't give in to his base desires.
It was almost eight o'clock when he heard the downstairs door slam shut and heavy footsteps bound up towards the living room. Eric turned towards the disturbance and did his best to look nonchalant while his heart raced in his chest. A wide grin was plastered over Derek Winters face to which Eric wondered if it was because his older brother was eager to judge his reaction, or if this was all just a practical joke and he was simply waiting for the right moment to yell "gottcha". Something deep in Eric's stomach told him this wasn't a joke.
Trying to play things cool Eric put on his best nonchalant face and asked forgetfully, "What's up Derek? What's so funny?"
The elder brother just continued his beaming gaze, "Don't play stupid bro, you know what this is about."
Turing back to the table, and his homework, Eric replied dismissively "Look, if you're still trying to set me up on that blind date of yours you can forget it; I've got way too much work to do."
Derek leaned against the wall behind him near the stairs and continued, "It's Friday big E I think your work can wait until tomorrow. Besides this chick is just way too hot to pass up."
Derek twisted around to look back down the stairs and signal someone, whom Eric couldn't see, up the stairs. Several seconds passed, as though the woman downstairs was debating whether or not she should actually go through with this or not. The moment quickly passed, however, and soon Eric heard the sound of high heels clicking against hardwood floor as whoever it was downstairs made up her mind and began ascending the stairway into the family living room. Once the heels reached the top the younger brother cast a curious eye towards the woman who had just joined he and Derek; and that one eye was soon followed by the other while his jaw fell to the floor.
Black leather, five-inch high stiletto boots clad the woman's long shapely legs. A short leather micro-mini skirt adorned her small waist, barely covering her round firm ass. A tight strapless tube top stowed her almost impossibly large breasts, while a lengthy golden mane flowed freely from the top of her head down her back resting just above her shapely bottom. Deep, sensual, ocean blue eyes stared invitingly at the young boy as full, pouting, glistening, red lips invited him to kiss them.
For three whole seconds Eric Winters' heart stopped beating as he beheld the vision of absolute beauty before him. His mouth ran dry, his hands became clammy, and the pen he was holding slipped from his fingers to land on the table and roll onto the floor. None of the room's three inhabitants took any notice whatsoever.
When finally his heart began pumping again only one word escaped his barren throat and dehydrated lips towards the gorgeous woman before him.
"Mom?"
Emma Winters smiled seductively at her youngest son striking a cock-hardening pose. "Evening honey," she spoke causing Eric's heart to pound and his cock to throb, "your brother tells me that you have a problem that I might be able to solve."
Eric's eyes continued to sweep over her luscious body as he struggled for breath, "You!" he said disbelieving. "But why? I mean you're my mom. Do you even know what this is about?"
"Well," Emma replied, sensually sauntering over to where her youngest son sat, "I believe he mentioned something about you having some girl troubles." Kneeling down in front of her son she placed her index finger over Eric's mouth, held his eyes, smiled and finished, "Specifically that you haven't had sex in months and that I should fuck your brains out."
Emma's eyes darted down to the front of her son's pants and when she saw the bulge that was still growing harder she looked back into Eric's eyes, her smile becoming wider. "I see someone else likes the idea too." Reaching down and massaging Eric's shaft through his pants Emma asked, "What do you say? Hmm? Do you want to fuck your mommy till she squeals?"
Trying to stay focused, Eric asked breathing hard, "What about dad? What'll happen when he comes home?"