Ted was an officer at the New Orleans police department. He had served for 2 years, and so he was considered a veteran instead of a rookie. After graduating high school, he had entered the academy ASAP. He already knew what he wanted to do with his life, because he had seen the cops rescue his mom from his abusive dad, who was trying to kill her and her unborn baby with his bare hands.
Ted had called the cops at just 4 years old, and this act had saved his mother's and sister's lives. Ted's dad, a crack-pusher, had gone to state prison on enough counts to keep him there until Gotterdammerung. Ted had become the de facto 2nd parent of his kid sister, Tricia, by the time he was in middle school.
Now, Ted was living in an apartment on his own. He was having a casual, friends with benefits, relationship with his partner, Isabel, with whom department rules forbade a long-term arrangement (even if he had wanted one). He also slept with other girls, but a lot of his spare time was still spent checking on his Mom and Sis.
Everything changed when he was visiting his Mom, Vanessa, just in time for a rather stupid, but desperate burglar to break into the house. Ted chased him down, called his buddies on the force, and had the fool sent off in cuffs before you could say methamphetamine (which was the SOB's reason for the heist).
Then he went over to his quite distraught mother, and said "Mom, I am going to spend the night here, but starting tomorrow, you and Tricia are going to be living with me. Don't worry, since it is my place, not yours, I won't feel like I'm losing my independence.
In fact, it's the opposite- for your own good, and because it's my place, I will be in charge, and you will follow my house rules. The biggest rules for you, Mom, are that you will be a more responsible parent to Tricia, which means that you won't smoke, gamble, or work too late at the doctor"s office.
You will come in by 6:00 every night, make sure she does her homework, cook us a family dinner once a week, remember to obey me as the head of the household, and always call me Ted, not Teddy, Theo, or Theodore!
You will call my cell phone if you have been out for more than 3 hours. We will both inspect the place for drugs now and then, mostly in Tricia's new bedroom, which is vacant since my roommate just moved out. You will sell your place, and you will help me pay the rent, but otherwise your expenses will be light. Tricia will be expected to obey me as well as you, and if she does not, I will spank or ground her, depending on the situation.
You can bring your own TV over, but mine stays mine, with the remote still in my hands, and Tricia will be required to do her homework before she watches even hers. She will also have a curfew. It is clear that I need to be the disciplinarian here, which is why I am being so tough. I won't have any peace of mind until you're both safely under my roof. Do you understand me, Mom- I am the boss now?"
Vanessa, somewhat traumatized by the break-in, and desperately in need of a strong hand to protect her and Tricia, and to reduce the burden of being a single, working mother, was only able to say, gratefully "Yes, Ted, honey, I understand you, and I will comply with your rules, because, you are right, I really need help and a protector. Since we will be living at your place, I suppose that we should follow your rules. Thank you, my son. I can really use your help."
The 1st few days were uneventful, but then, on the 4th night, Ted accidentally walked in on his naked mother.
He was about to turn his head, when Vanessa surprised him by saying "Ted, I am your mother- I have seen you naked a lot, so it should not be such a problem for you, a grown man, who has probably seen lots of naked women, to see your own Mom.
Am I so bad-looking, or are you just acting out of habit? It's OK- I know that you are the boss now, but I am simply expressing my opinion that it's alright for a man to see any woman nude, as long as they are consenting, mature adults, even if one is the other's mother. Feel free to look at me."
"Mom, are you sure that you won't be freaked out by having your own son see your naked body?" Ted answered "You're not getting some thrill from flashing your son, are you?"
"Ted, baby, to be honest, I have kinda had some fantasies about you for the past few months, especially since Tricia and I moved in with you. Please don't get angry with a poor, lonely 38-year old woman, who sees very few men these days, none of whom compare to her own sexy son. Would you ever consider me as a lover?
I am still somewhat pretty, right? I would not get jealous- I know all about Isabel and the others, and I don't care, because I want to be with my strong, forceful Ted. That's what I"ve always wanted in a man, and you have it, my love." Vanessa told him.
"Mom, I have never imagined this up until now, but, even though I have always assumed that this was wrong, I can't refuse you when you are so vulnerable and sweet about the whole thing. Sure, if you are willing to accept the submissive position in our relationship, I will take you as a lover. I must warn you, however, that being with me means becoming, not only a submissive, non-possessive, sharing kind of woman, but a slut yourself. Can you accept that? Would you be ready to indulge in the kind of rampant, promiscuous, swinging sex I like?" Ted asked her.
The look on his mother's face answered his question even before she spoke. She was game, as long as she got to be the main woman in his life.
That night, after watching a horror movie, and sending Tricia off to bed, Ted let Vanessa stay much longer, knowing that he should consummate this arrangement now, while they both still wanted it. He started out with a simple, tender hug, then he kissed her cheek as always, and then he planted a wet, warm kiss on her mouth, to which she responded by using her tongue.
