Mom in lingerie caught sneaking down
For a while I sat quietly, contemplating the fucking I'd just handed my mother. My cock, now limp, twitched a little at the thoughts and memories of it all, and my hand rubbed the front of my trousers.
I remembered she'd been watching one of my porn videos and that I had turned it off to mute the lusty soundtrack, and I looked for the remote. I wanted to watch the same one that had turned mother on so much.
Then I realised I was hungry - for food - and decided to feed the inner man before indulging myself. I'm not a bad cook, and soon had everything I needed on my plate, and took it in to my front room and started the video.
Soon my cock was pulsing gently, and my food was being ignored. Onscreen the blond female "lead" was half-heartedly fighting off the male character, meant to be her early-twenties son. She was loosing! Her blouse now hung open (just like my mother's had) and the "son" was eagerly rubbing the front of her panties. Screen-mommy had a little-girl voice and was protesting; shades of earlier in my house. Just as mommy gave in and sonny pulled her blouse completely off I heard a noise from my hallway. I ignored it and followed the action.
There it was again. Someone was climbing or descending the stairs. Surely my mother was not venturing down again. I decided not to turn the sound down, but got up and crept to the door. It was fractionally open, and through the crack I saw my mother reach the bottom of the stairs. My mouth fell open. She was dressed in what I believe is known as a teddy, in a lovely shade of green, with matching panties, and dangling, unused, suspender straps. Her tits were only just covered, the areola of her nipples being partially bare. As I watched she pushed open the dining room door and tiptoed in. I eyed her bum, beautifully displayed and highlighted by the panties. What a sight! My mouth literally drooled! She was just halfway across the room when I also entered, and asked: "Just what are you doing? You were told to stay in your room."
Mother's face was a picture. She went scarlet, hesitated then turned to properly face me and waved her hands around, completely unsure of what to cover.
"Well? I'm waiting."
Her voice, when she managed it, was husky. "Oh, Tony, I wanted......please...I wanted a drink and didn't want to disturb you." This was accompanied by a couple of tears, slipping down her cheeks.
"Is not possible for you to do as you're told? Is obedience an alien concept?" My schoolmaster tone made her go rigid, as it often did to the students in my school.
Mother's mouth opened, then closed. She looked around, as though hoping someone else might appear to help her. I walked right up to her.
"Get yourself a glass of water and bring it into the front room. If you can't be trusted to do as you're told I need to keep an eye on you."
Not completely understanding what I had said, she hesitated, then hurried through to the kitchen. I heard the tap running, then she came back in. "Can I... can I.. may I go up and put on a dressing gown?" she asked.
"No, mother. Again tonight you have chosen to parade around in front of your son in your underwear, so you will continue to exhibit your body." I saw and heard her gasp, then she slowly followed me in to the front room. When she saw the TV paused during a porn video she stopped and looked first at the screen, then at me.
"Just checking what you were watching earlier. It's been ages since I watched this."
She went to sit on the settee, but I took her arm. "No. Take a sip of your water, then put the glass down. Good, you're learning. Now, since you can't obey me and stay in your room I want you to go and stand in the corner there, facing the wall, with your hands on your head."
The corner I pointed to was to one side of the TV, and she couldn't see the screen. Mother opened her mouth, as if to question me, then obviously thought better of it and went to the corner. Slowly her hands went to her head, and she stood, waiting for whatever I said next.
