Thread: Mom's Dirty Secrets ( AndNich123 & CrimsonMaster )

Mia was rather pleased with herself as she made her way into her empty, large bedroom. She turned on the lamp by the bed, leaving the rest of the room dimly lit. Memories of what had happened earlier tonight played out in her mind. She could feel Joshs body pressing against her own, his cock fucking her, filling her pussy. Mia grew wet, and her nipples were hard. She knew it was wrong to think of Josh like this, and it was even worse that she was aroused by it. Her hands pressed into her thighs, rubbing back and forth, as she sat on the side of her bed. She could still see his naked form in her mind, standing by the side of the bed before he left. Josh was impressive. His cock was bigger than the clients she normally had to fake her way through an orgasm with. Some of them had an excellent technique which edged her on until she finally came. It was the feeling of her pussy being filled that she craved. Mia could rub her own clit until she came. Cumming felt good, but it was the feeling of a meaty cock stuffing into her holes that she craved, and Josh had given her the best pounding she had received in a long time. Finally she stood, trying to shake the images from her mind. I need a shower, she thought. That will help shake these thoughts from my mind. Inside the shower she could not have been more wrong. The warm water and steam rising only seemed to make her longing stronger. Mia had spent a good part of the night working, being fucked, and now she still wanted more. Was it because of Josh? Was it because of the memories? No! I dont want my son! Its wrong. Hes my boy. I have a husband and clients that are not part of my family. The only man in my family that I want is my husband. Not my son. She was trying to convince herself of this, but her body didnt lie. She stood there allowing the water to cascade down her body. Mia knew Josh was going to fire off some kind of retaliation. He wasnt going to simply let this go and crawl into a corner licking his wounds. No. If anything, he would come after her stronger now. Josh was young, and at 18 he was sure of what he wanted. Right now, what he wanted was her. She suddenly felt like an animal caught in his crosshairs. At 18, there wasnt much Mia could do to Josh. Cliffside was a threat, but at his age he could refuse. Of course she would just push him to either go or drop out. If he dropped out, she already knew the family would cut him off. How committed was Josh to this? If he was cut off, was he ready to fight tooth and nail for a place to live and food? He would have to. Mia would insist he be kicked out of the home. If he wasnt going to finish high school and go away to college, then she would push for the family to disown him. On the other hand, if he went, once he graduated, he would be shipped off to college. Either way, things would work out. Still she needed another ace up her sleeve. Chloe. Mia hated the thought of using her daughter, but she knew Chloe would hate the idea of going away. Band camp was because she enjoyed playing. Chloe was a member of the local schools band, and she loved the competitions as well as playing at the games. She was also popular and well liked with tons of friends. It would crush her to have all that taken away and to have to start over in a new school. She could use Chloe as her ace in the hole to push Josh. She still felt the need to have more on him. His father would hate knowing he was at a whore house. Her eyes widened as she remembered the security cameras. They caught Joshs face on camera, as well as his friends, coming inside. The girls were never allowed to be captured. The cameras only caught the front entrance to allow them to have a record of their clients coming in. Should a criminal investigation ever take place, it was their security blanket. All she would have to tell Mathew was that someone told her about Joshs activities, the footage shown to him, and then Josh would be the one dangling on the hook. She rested he head against the shower wall, hoping everything would work out. A slight thought crept into the back of her mind though. It was one she hadn't had to worry about before. 'Did I lock my bedroom door?