Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8
I said I already know what she looks like if people say the two of them are twins. I could just wear a mask to cover my face. She said that wasn't good enough, and that it was either a blindfold or nothing! I gave up and agreed. I joked that she was trying to set me up with a hideous woman.
"No, not at all! We don't have the same hair or anything, but she is cute, and we have the same body type. Is that a problem?" Mom asked.
I didn't think about Mom's looks much when I was growing up. I did like older women, but there was no shortage of ladies to fantasize about between my teachers, and other women I see in public. When I step back and think about it though, I can't find anything I don't like about her body to some degree. Mom has a feminine face, and short blonde hair that doesn't hide it. She is only five foot two, but that just amplifies her curves. Her hands were small and soft, exactly as you would like your nurse to have, and I was thankful for that last week! She has a C cup and since she is in her late fifties now, they have that lovely sway to them when she isn't wearing too supportive of a bra. I also love how her scrubs show off her wide hips and round butt...
"If she looks like you, then no, I wouldn't have any problem at all!" I told her.
Mom blushed a little from that comment, and then told me she would hopefully make the arrangements tomorrow at work.
Two days later, I was taking a day away from the job site. I had plenty of paperwork and material ordering to do, so it is better to get it all done in one day, rather than leave my project house early every day to get a little bit done at a time. Mom came downstairs around ten. She was carrying a "overly plain" shopping bag with her, and had a devilish grin on her face. I figured she had made a trip to the sex shop.
Mom set the bag down and reached inside. She reached down in the bag and pulled out a small package. When she opened it up, she showed off the new black blindfold she had gotten. After giggling a little, she set it on the table and reached back in the bag. She had an even naughtier smile on her face when she pulled out a set of wrist restraints for holding a person to the bed...
"And just what are those for?" I asked.
"I am going to make sure you can't peek!" She giggled.
She told me that Angela was fully on board with meeting this younger man that was flirting with Mom. Then she asked if this evening would work, as it was one of Mom's normal days off, and it was a holiday so Angela had off as well. I was a little surprised at the direction this was going, but I had no reason to decline, so I said tonight would be just fine.
Later that evening, I went up to my room to find that the bed was turned down, and Mom had already tied the restraints to the bed posts. I shook my head as I walked into the bathroom. When I came downstairs, Mom asked if I was ready. She said Angela would be there in twenty minutes. She told me to go upstairs and undress, and get under the covers.
I went upstairs and got in bed. After a couple minutes, Mom knocked on the door and asked if I was ready. She came in and just seemed to be beaming as she came over and started to put my wrists into the cuffs of the restraints. I couldn't help but ask myself what I had signed up for here...
After I was tied down, Mom went over to the window and watched for a while. A couple minutes passed, and she squeaked a little when she said that Angela had pulled up. She came over and tied the rather large blindfold over my eyes, and really the top half of my face. I laid there in the dark as I listened to her hurry down the stairs and open the front door.
All I could hear was soft mumbling. I heard soft footsteps climbing the stairs. Through the door I could Mom talking to Angela.
"It's okay girl," Mom said, "Take your time, he is in here when you are ready. Just remember the two rules; Don't talk, and don't let him take off the blindfold. I'm going to hop in the shower so we can both have our privacy right now."
I heard the door to Mom's room close, and a little later I heard her shower start. Mom had showered only an hour ago, so obviously she wasn't going in there to get clean. Angela must have been nervous, because she was waiting a long time to come in the room. I hoped that I hadn't gone through all of this for nothing... After what seemed like an eternity, I finally heard the door open. I laid there as patiently as I could while I listened to the footsteps come toward me. I heard her breathing as her clothes rustled a little bit while she was removing them.
I could smell a strong Rose scented perfume on her. I had a big smile on my face as I felt the sheets being pulled off of the tent that had formed. The bed shifted as Angela sat down beside me. I felt her soft hands start to rub on my leg. She started to work toward the inside of my leg, moving up closer to my groin. My cock crew harder.
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