The sweat was rolling off his face and his t-shirt was soaked with it as he jogged through their sub-division. It was a cool fall day. But he had pushed himself for the last hour, alternating between sprinting and jogging. He was determined to stay in shape for as long as he could. He'd seen too many guys develop the beer gut after getting of the military. Plus he enjoyed the freedom he felt whenever he ran. It was always a good time to clear his head and think about things. He thought about his mom. She was the most sensuous woman he'd ever known. Then there was his dad. He couldn't figure him out. John was still his dad. But he was really struggling with his feelings toward him now. He couldn't get that picture of him sitting there in silence at the restaurant out of his mind.
Dena couldn't stop thinking about what she had become. Brady had awakened desires in her that she didn't realize she had. Now as she walked through the mall, he was the only thing she could think of. It was as if he'd turned her into an addict, craving his touch, his control, his scent, everything about him. She walked into Victoria's Secret, the only thing on her mind, doing everything she could to please this man who now owned her heart, mind and body. Any thoughts of doubt or consequences were quickly suppressed or rationalized away. Brady was the lover she had craved her entire life. Why did he have to be her son? Dena's body buzzed every waking minute with the excitement and need of her new lover's touch.
Brady walked the last two blocks back to his house. It was a nice typical middleclass suburban neighborhood with the manicured lawns and two cars in every driveway. And a dark secret behind every front door. Every house he passed he couldn't help but wonder what secrets were held sacred within those walls. He walked up his driveway and saw his mom's car in the garage with the trunk open.
Dena walked out the back door not seeing Brady. "Looks like someone's been shopping. Get anything for me?" Brady asked teasingly not knowing what she had purchased.
Dena giggled like a school girl seeing him for the first time. "Just about everything I bought is for you. I just hope you like it."
Brady then saw the Victoria's Secret bags and understood. "I'm guessing I'll love everything you bought. I just wish I had time right now for a fashion show of everything you got. I think this evening would be a great time for a private showing."
The disappointment on Dena's face was evident as she spoke. "You have something planned this afternoon baby?"
Brady chuckled to himself. Even as his submissive mom, she was still trying to manipulate the days schedule to her liking. He began to think it was something she did without even realizing it. It was as natural for her to try and control people and the circumstances around her as it was to breath. You don't think about breathing, you just do it. That was Dena and her desire to control and manipulate. "I have to shower and then head over to Community College. I want to enroll and start taking some classes. I'm not sure what I want to major in yet, but I figure I can at least take all those useless Gen Ed classes everyone has to take while I'm figuring it out. Although I'm leaning toward something in Criminal Justice. But we'll see."
"Oh ok baby!" Dena was disappointed. She'd thought all morning as she was shopping that she would have Brady all to herself when she got home.
"I thought about going to State University, but that would have meant taking you with me, and I wasn't sure how that would work out since we would have to move down state." Brady smiled at Dena wondering how she'd reply.
Her expression went from disappointment to shock. "Would you really take me with you?"
"When I move out - YES! I'm taking you with me!"
Dena felt her stomach jump at the thought of what he said he was going to do with her. He was going to take her away from this place. Just as quickly she squelched the excitement of that thought. Somehow she knew he'd find someone else to spend his life with. "Don't tease me like that! It's not funny!"
Brady knew she had some huge trust issues. She had lived most of her life with disappointment and broken promises. He walked up to the car, grabbed the rest of her shopping bags and carried them into the house without saying a word.
Dena locked up her car, closed the garage and followed him into the house. When she walked in the kitchen Brady was standing in front of the island with all the bags behind him. "I don't know how long I'm going to stay in this house. I appreciate the offer from dad to stay as long as I want. I doubt he'd extend the same offer if he knew what we were doing. But however long I stay, when I leave you're coming with me. Whether that's across town or across the country."
"Do I get a say in this?" Dena asked.
"Do you want a say in this?" He replied knowing what she'd say.
Dena almost got angry. Brady knew how to play her. He knew she wanted him to take control of her. He also knew she'd follow him no matter where he went. She didn't know how to respond. She wanted a say in this, and yet she didn't. There was a side of her that wanted to be just taken away and kept as her son's lover. "Why do you do this to me?" She asked betraying her emotional consternation.
Brady couldn't help but snicker. He saw the glare of anger in her eyes. "I'm not doing anything to you mom. You know what you want and who you want. Why don't you quit trying to take control back and just accept your place as my slut and lover." He stepped forward and got in her face. "One more time! I've been patient with your bullshit thus far. But I'm just about out of it. You fucked around with dad for so long I think it's just the way you conduct yourself with everyone. And I'm not talking about all your lovers. I'm talking about the way you manipulated and controlled him. The way you castrated him." He felt the anger in him rising. He focused and brought himself under control. He kept hearing one his commanding officers in his head, "Emotions will get you killed."
"I know dad failed you. I saw a side of him that disappointed me. So I understand what you did and why. I'm not justifying you. Just letting you know I understand. But I'm not putting up with your bullshit anymore Dena." Dena's eyes lit up when he called her by her first name. Brady smirked when he saw her facial expression. "You're not mom anymore!" He grabbed one of her tits and squeezed. "Now you're my slut! My lover! My whore!" He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his body, kissing her hard.
Dena felt her body melting as she responded to his kiss, throwing her arms around his neck. Their mouths stayed locked as Brady slid his hands down her back to her ass. He squeezed her ass, pulling her pelvis into his growing manhood. The two lovers moaned into each other's mouth. Brady finally broke the kiss but continued to hold her tightly. "Wherever I go, you go with me. Now what was it you wanted to say?"
