“My Son is the Man of the House” by Mrs Walker

When son Tommy gets home each night while my husband is out of town on business, our usual routine is pretty much the same. We have dinner together, then go into the living room and sit on the couch to watch television for a few hours.

One evening, Tommy says to me, “Mom, I am eighteen now and would like to be the “man of the house” whenever Dad is gone for a few days.

I assure him that he is the “man of the house” when his father is away, but he complains, “But you never let me have sex with you!”

I take a few moments to think of a reply, then say to him, “Tommy, to be truthful with you, I have been thinking about having sex with you recently. After I contemplated the consequences, I decided against it. You would most likely tell your friends and a few days later a person from the County Social Services Office will be knocking on the our front door.”

Tommy immediately says, “Mom, please! I promise that I will never tell anybody! This will be a secret just between us! Please Mom! Please!”

I get up from the couch, point my finger at Tommy and say, “I have decided to let you fuck me just once, then we will never talk about what happened today again! If you ever tell anybody about us having sex together then I will stop paying for your college tuition and new car!”

Tommy intently watches me as I begin unbuttoning my blouse. He just sits there and stares at me, so I say to him, “Well, what are you waiting for? Get up from the couch and take your clothes off!”

Within just a few moments were are both naked and standing in the middle of the living room while we embrace and tongue kiss each other.

After a couple of minutes I get an urge to have a cigarette and a beer, so I grasp Tommy’s hard cock and lead him to the kitchen.