Even a long shower couldn't clear my head of what mom had just said. Now I had all but made peace with me being a cuck. May be I had already made up mind long ago but just need someone to call me out on it.
After I was done washing, I slowly made into downstairs. Mom wasn't there, so I started making some toast for both of us. Its almost 10am and I couldn't hide my disappointment. Didn't she say that there gonna be a big surprise?. My patience was wearing thin.
As the sizzling noise started I heard someone ringing the door bell. Simultaneously I heard mom shout;
"Hon get the door for me will you. I'm in the shower!"
"Sure mom!" Then I open the door and in came a group of guys. I recognized two of them. One seem to be the strage dude who fucked mom senseless and the other a colleague of mom. The 'colleague' made a smiled and
"Hi! You must be Amy's son?. You've grown so tall. So how've you been? Is she in the house?"
Go to the kindergarten with that bullshit.
"Never been better Mr.Robert.... and yes she's in the shower right now. She'll come soon so do take a seat will you" I showed them a polite smile and signaled them to come in.
"Thanks Don you're just like yout mom. Such hospitality!" He made a perverted face to other guys and sat in the couch.We made some small talk and I decided its best to call mom now. 'That fucker' I cleched my fingers and made upstairs to call mom....but what I saw froze me in place.
Mum had retreated to the bathroom and only emerged from there a few minute. I could hear the click and clack of high heels on the floor but nothing had prepared me for this... I could hardly utter a "wow". A true goddess had just appeared.
"Jesus! ... mom...there is going to be a riot in the house" "You truly look amazing!"
I briefly congratulated Mom too. She actually looked the perfect MILF and, in another context, she could have been mistaken for an upmarket call girl. She had opted for a dark purple boob tube cocktail dress that stopped mid thighs. Not only was it pretty short but extremely tight. Her 36FF tits were threatening to burst out any second. I couldn't help but mutterin low voice;
"Very close to the body...I love it"
"I know" Amy acknowledged, "I hope it won't show too much."
"I am sure that nobody will complain. Your belt makes you look an even bustier lady."
But that was not all. She was wearing black seamed stockings and, after a furtive glance, I noticed that suspender bumps were showing under her dress. She had completed this very hot look by wearing a spectacular pair of black "So Kate" Louboutin stilettos towering on a 5-inch heel (I later found the discarded shoe box to confirm the brand and name for the shoes). Is this the surprise she meant. Well I Am surprised.
Mum had carefully styled her hair in a messy curly ponytail with puff and side bangs. She had also gone for heavy make-up, fake eyelashes and glossy red lipstick with matching nails. Now, I was confident that she was up to no good. My excitement had just gone up a notch. But suddenly mom poured cold water on my excitement with her words.
" So hon. I've been thinking....about your problem. So I decided that its no good to rush things up and end like in your father's case. You won't be coming downstairs today. You are to use my bedroom for now. I some snacks and drinks there so you'll manage"
'What?' I wanted to question her about this absurdity but the finality in her tone hit hard.
" I have sent you a link. Do log in okay? Hope you like my surprise Donny"
What is she going to do today? Guess we'll find it out somehow. . I had a raging hard-on and I felt the urge to grab her tits and call her "slut". Obviously, this was merely a fantasy and I would have never dared try anything of the kind. I was so worked up that my mind was getting filthier and filthier, trying to imagine scenarios that even porn companies would not think of.
"Sure mom" I spat the words out. Her mischievous smile made me excited and curious about what she gonna do.
"You are always such good boy Don"
I stood there in mom's room while she closed the door behind and went downstairs.
Immediately I opened mom's laptop which as some how not password protected. I logged in and opened the link she sent me. Browser load a live video! A video of our house. All of our rooms! Including mine!. FUCK FUCK FUCKI-
Even the video quality was so good. Did she watch me jerk off to her screams in HD!. This is messed up damn it!. My focus shifted to the living room footage. Mom made her entrance like a queen, gracefully climbing down the stairs all while guys were ogling her up and down.
I heard the guy who was my Mum's colleague say: "Ok guys, so...as you know, her name is Amelia or Amy for short"
I froze on the spot, checked around me and pricked up my ears. For a moment, I was turning into an MI6 spying agent. It did not take long for the conversation to make sense and I could not believe that they would not care whether I 'm still in the house.
"...Yes...Amy...such curves, tight purple dress, a real bombshell. You cannot have missed her..."