I arrived home later in the afternoon in a good mood. My friends saw Mom as a sexy woman, and they watched us fucking without realizing who we were.
I opened the door and noticed Mom kneeling on the carpet in the living room facing me. She wore a floral kimono I hadn't seen before.
"Lena, what is that all about?"
She bowed, "Sir was good to me yesterday and this morning. I thought about how I could do something nice for him, too. I devised a simple idea: I'll prepare a hot shower, soap you thoroughly, and wash it off. Would you like your humble geisha to do it for you?"
I smiled, "I am impressed. In such a short time, you turned into an obedient sub. And I also like the idea that you became my geisha, although I'd rather see you with sheer attire than the customary kimono. I accept your offer of showering me."
She grinned, "Sir, I know you so well... I'll go and prepare the shower for you."
I checked my computer for messages. Nothing was urgent. I undressed and went to the bathroom.
The hot water filled the small room with vapors, and the visibility was limited. I saw Mom naked as she waited for me to enter the tub.
She mumbled, "Sir, please, turn around, I'll do your back side first."
I liked her suggestion - Seeing her in the nude, partly obscured by the fog, was very erotic. My pecker thought so, too, and rose to the occasion...
I felt her tiny palms on the back of my neck. She must have stood on her toes to reach it. I bent to make it easier for her and heard her whisper, "Thank you. I forgot how tall you were. Each time I touched your face, I was wearing high heels."
I smirked, "Lady, perhaps next time you'll be naked but still wear your shoes."
She chuckled, "Sir, you are naughty."
Her hands descended to my back. She soaped it dutifully, but it felt like caressing more than rubbing. When the back was done, I stood up. She moved closer to me, lowered her hands to my glutes, and her breasts touched my back lightly.
I have no clue how the nervous system works, but the gentle touch of her voluptuous tits in my back triggered my cock for another upward motion. I was sure she knew what her innocent touch did to me but elected to ignore it.
I heard her mumble, "Did I tell you your ass is adorable?" I laughed.
She kneeled and did both my legs. She finished and whispered, "It's time for your front, sir."
I turned around, and she watched in awe, my cock pointing at her pretty face, "Sir, I stood behind you, and my hands haven't touched any erogenous zone yet..."
"Lena, stop pretending. You know you are as sexy as hell. You are naked, and your nipples poked my back. Do the front!"
The legs and neck were soaped already. She used a soft sponge to soap my chest. The gentle touch and seeing her beautiful boobs sway as her hands moved on my pectorals expanded my organ further. Lena moved to my upper abdomen, and her hands came dangerously close to my upward-looking cock.
At last, she dared gaze at my raging member, "Shall I soap your massive penis now or take care of it before cleaning it?"
"Lena, you did an excellent job so far, so you should get your reward now and wash it later."
Her face lighted, "Thank you, sir. Please sit on the ledge, and I'll do the rest."
I sat and observed her face. It was pretty and had 'pleasure' written all over it. Her lusty stare at my cock was the same I expected the hunchback of Notre Dame to have when he heard the prettiest girl in town offer to sleep with him...
Her lips spread widely and wrapped around my shaft effortlessly. Her bobbing was slow and methodical, and her soft palm rubbed gingerly my sack. Her speed increased slightly as the other hand caressed my ass cheek. Her pace intensified, and her hand moved to my crack, gently massaging the perineum with two fingers.
My pending orgasm was fast approaching, and I warned her, "Lena, better be ready. My seed is on the way."
Suddenly I felt a small finger invading my anus. It was unexpected but very arousing. I exploded in her accepting mouth a few seconds later. She kept her finger in my ass until I was done. When she milked me, her eyes were focused on my jolting cock, swallowing everything until the last drop.
Subsequently, she soaped both hands and gently rubbed them over my genitals, "Sir, you were exceptionally tasty today. Thank you."
"You welcome. Let's rest in bed."
"You can rest for half an hour, and in the meantime, I'll prepare dinner."
...
I watched funny videos on my computer when my woman worked in the kitchen. After 20 minutes, the smell of cooked food was overwhelming and reminded me I hadn't eaten for many hours. I walked to the kitchen, and I saw Lena dressed differently. 'Differently' was an underestimation - She wore a transparent yellowish robe that left nothing to the imagination. Her gorgeous body moved gracefully between the stove, the oven, and the kitchen drawers. I ogled her amazing breasts and almost forgot about the food. My mouth wanted to suck on her tits!
She turned around, saw me staring at her boobs, and grinned, "You wished to see me in a sheer cover, so I bought this Shein Asymmetrical Hem Mesh Kimono. Do you like it?..."
"I love it! Although watching your body in it makes me eat YOU rather than the meal."
"Sir, according to the holy bible, you are not allowed to eat your mother. Other things you do to her are immoral, too, but that is another matter. Let's eat the food first. I think you'd like it, and then we'll decide how to handle your other cravings."
I sat at the table, and she served an onion soup. When did she have the time to make it? I glanced at her quizzingly. Lena guessed my question before I opened my mouth, "Some of the stuff I made before. I just needed to add a few ingredients, heat it, and voila..."
