Dave swaggered into his mother’s study, a self-satisfied smirk playing on his lips. He held a letter in his hand, its contents threatening to upend the neat little world his mother, Linda, had so carefully constructed.
Linda looked up from her work, her eyes narrowing as she took in her son’s smug expression. “What do you want, Dave?” she asked, her voice laced with caution.
Dave waved the letter in the air, his eyes gleaming with mischief. “I think you know what I want.”
Linda’s eyes widened, but she quickly regained her composure. “You wouldn’t dare.”
Dave chuckled, his grin widening. “Oh, I would. And I have.”
Linda stood up, her height advantage doing little to intimidate Dave. “You little shit.”
Dave grinned. “I prefer ‘devious mastermind’.”
Linda rolled her eyes. “Fine. What do you want?”
Dave’s grin turned into a full-blown smirk. “I want you to do whatever I say, or this letter goes straight to your boss.”
Linda scoffed. “You’re bluffing.”
Dave shook his head. “Try me.”
Linda sighed, her shoulders slumping in defeat. “Fine. What do you want me to do?”
Dave’s smirk turned into a grin. “I want you to take off your clothes.”
Linda’s eyes widened, but she didn’t move. Dave chuckled, his voice low and taunting. “I didn’t stutter. Take. Off. Your. Clothes.”
Linda hesitated for a moment, her hands trembling as she undid the buttons on her blouse. Dave watched with a smirk, his eyes glued to her every move.
Linda took off her blouse, revealing a lacy bra that hinted at the curves beneath. Dave raised an eyebrow, his smirk turning into a leer. “Nice. Keep going.”
Linda unbuttoned her skirt, letting it fall to the ground in a pool of fabric. Dave nodded in approval, his eyes roving over her body. “Good girl. Now, the bra and panties.”
Linda hesitated, her hands trembling as she reached behind her to unclasp her bra. Dave watched, his breath hitching as she revealed her bare breasts.
“Perfect,” Dave murmured, his eyes taking in every inch of her. “Now, get on your knees.”
Linda looked at him with a mix of confusion and anger, but she obeyed. Dave grinned, his eyes glinting with satisfaction. “Good girl. Now, I want you to... well, you know.”
Linda rolled her eyes, but she started to pleasure him. Dave watched her, his eyes glued to the sight of his mother on her knees.
After a while, Dave pulled away, his breath heavy. “Good job. You can get dressed now.”
Linda got dressed, her movements stiff and angry. Dave chuckled, his grin never faltering. “Don’t worry, mom. This will be our little secret.”
Linda glared at him, her eyes blazing with anger. “You’re a monster.”
Dave grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I know. And you love it.”
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