“Yes you do,” Kiera said, knowing exactly why he did it. “Don’t lie to your mother.”
“You just told me I should,” he joked.
“Brat!” the Mom accused, enjoying his hands on the back of her calf.
“I try,” he shrugged.
“You like the power, don’t you?” Kiera got to the point.
“What?” Jeremy asked, staring between his mother’s legs, wondering what colour her panties were.
“The facial,” Kiera explained, noticing her son looking up her skirt.
“What about it?” he questioned, having a hard time focusing… so distracted by the nylons and the dimly seen upper reaches of her legs.
“Are you even listening to me?” Kiera asked, knowing exactly why he wasn’t listening.
“Sorry, yes,” Jeremy nodded, trying to focus on his mother’s words. Sometimes eyeballs are so difficult to control!
“You like giving Eleanor a facial because it shows you have power over her, doesn’t it?” Kiera asked.
“Yeah,” Jeremy agreed. “Actually, you’re right.”
“You think you’re superior to girls?” Kiera asked.
Jeremy decided to be blunt, “I’ve learned that some women like to be treated like sluts. And most of the time they’re the ones you wouldn’t expect… like Eleanor.”
“Casey isn’t a slut?”
“She likes to have sex, but….” Jeremy paused.
Kiera asked the inquiring question, “If it wasn’t for the social hierarchy of high school, who would you date: Eleanor or Casey?”
“Eleanor,” Jeremy admitted, “in a heartbeat.”
“Other foot,” Kiera ordered, deliberately moving the sole of her other foot directly onto her son’s very hard cock.
Jeremy obeyed, happy to massage these nylon clad feet all night long. As she shifted to swap feet he got a far better glimpse between his mother’s legs… and gasped… she wasn’t wearing panties… and he’d just gotten a brief glimpse of his mother’s completely shaved pussy.
“What?” Kiera asked, even though she knew from his gasp he had seen her hairless twat.
“Um, nothing,” Jeremy answered.
“So why not date Eleanor?”
“I’ve considered it.”
“The cheerleader and the jock never get married, you know,” Kiera pointed out.
“I know,” he nodded. “It’s just… the thought of being subjected to all those people asking why is exhausting.”
“Man up,” Kiera ordered. “Don’t worry about what others think. Do what you want to do.”
Jeremy thought to himself. ‘At the moment I want to fuck the living shit out of my mother.’ He nodded and agreed, “Yeah.”
“Well, I have to admit, Eleanor sure seemed to know her way around sucking a cock,” Kiera assessed bluntly.
“Mom!” Jeremy gasped.
“What? I saw her take your entire dick in her mouth,” Kiera continued. “Even though you’re pretty well hung. Clearly you don’t get that from your father.”
“Mom!” Jeremy repeated, this time flattered.
“What? I haven’t seen a real penis in almost two decades, but I do know a big one when I see it,” Kiera really enjoying teasing her son. If he hadn’t been her son, she would probably fuck him right here and now… her pussy was quite wet.
“You haven’t had sex since before I was born?” Jeremy asked, knowing he would be more than willing to help her with that.