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Chapter 1 - It begins
Jesse had sneaked quietly into his mother's room waiting for her to come
home.
His brother and sister were out playing with friends and presumably he was
to.
But ever since the day less than a year ago when he had used his parents
room
in the hide and seek game, the 11 year old had taken up position beneath his
mother's covered side table on a daily basis.
Within minutes, his mother entered. His view of her was perfect through the
lace which topped the table, yet the solid cloth curtained the underneath
hiding him well enough. She slowly began to undress from the strict business
suit she was wearing. Jesse removed his growing cock from his shorts and
stroked it while he watched the striptease before him. When she reached
behind
and unhooked her bra, Jesse had to squeeze the top of his organ to keep from
squirting. As she removed her panties he expected to see her neatly trimmed
pubic hair, but instead gazed on bare skin. The erotic view almost shocked
him
to orgasm. He watched her stroke her bare pussy, and heard her sigh as she
in
turn touched the nipples of her breast. She sat slowly on the bed and bent
to
retrieve the clothing that littered the floor and having laid them beside
her
she leaned back in weariness. Jesse enjoyed the side view of her sleek body.
The rise and fall of her pert breasts, not young but firm. He admired her
legs
and the gleam of skin where pubic hair should have covered.
Rising Marion, strode into the bathroom to shower forgetting completely
about
her clothing. Jesse couldn't believe his luck. For as long as he could
remember, he wanted to play with her panties and bra, but never could get
ahold
of any. He had no idea where his mother kept her underthings and normally
she
took the clothing into the bathroom with her to place in the dirty clothes
chute which led to the locked basement. But there on the bed was a pair he
might investigate.
Quietly he crept from his hiding place. The door to his parents room was
closed and he knew is brother and sister would not come in. He picked up the
panties found them damp and musky. He rubbed them against his skin enjoying
the feel. He stroked them against his cock. He could still here his mother
in the shower, and emboldened by the fact that he would not be interrupted,
slid off his own pants and underwear and slid the panties up his leg and
though
big on him they rested on his hips. He turned back and picked up the bra. He
slid it over his arms and not knowing how to fasten it let it hang limp
against
his torso. He look in the mirror and imagined himself as his mother. He
began
rubbing his chest beneath the bra as he had seen his mother do and
discovered
it felt very good. His other hand busily stroked his cock and balls,
enjoying
the stimulation.
The wet hand that grabbed his wrist startled him completely from his fantasy
and he turned to find his wet, and naked mother, standing before him, her
angry
face quite readable. He must have enjoyed his reverie to much, and hadn't
heard her turn off the shower and come into the room.
"You young man have some explaining to do!", she shouted.
"M-m-mom,..."
"Mom what? What do you have to say for yourself you nasty little boy. What
are you doing coming into my room while I am in the shower. I can't believe
I
didn't hear the door closed."
Her eyes grew wide as enlightenment dawned on her. "You were in here before
I
came home weren't you?"
Jesse didn't answer.
"Answer me young man."
"Yes mommy, " he answered.
"Where were you hiding?" Jesse pointed to the covered table with his
trembling
hand.
"You watched me undress? You watched me touch myself?" She boiled in anger
and then remember what her son was wearing. " And then you decided to dress
in
my underclothes. You are a very nasty boy and I am going to punish you
severely.
Marion, still naked, still dripping, pulled her son over her lap as she sat
down on the bed. His small cock no longer hard pushed against her thigh. She
raised her hand and began to spank Jesse with hard certain strokes that
spread
a deep glowing fire across his bottom. The silk panties he wore gave little
protection from the sting of his mothers spanking, and Jesse was quickly
reduced to tears. Unmoved by his wet face, Marion pulled the panties from
his
bottom and picked up the brush on her beside table. She applied the
instrument
in the same steady manner, covering every space of her son's bottom.
She watched his smooth bottom bounce with each spank, and grow red. The
panties bunched at his knees, and when she looked up in the mirror, she
could
easily have been spanking a young girl. Jesse hardening cock reminded her it
was her son she was spanking and the realization dawned on her that he was
becoming aroused by the spanking. She began imagining herself turned over
her
husbands knee panties around her knees. Had that only been last night,
before
Larry had shaved her pussy. She enjoyed submitting to her husband. Became
aroused with the sting of a spanking on her bare ass. Jesse must have
inherited the same desire from her. That would not have been the only thing
he
inherited from her. At eleven, Jesse had begun to pass through puberty but
his
build was still slight as was hers. She had stopped spanking and a plan
formed
in her mind.
She stood jesse up and angrily told him how nasty he was for watching her
undress, and that he shouldn't be wearing her panties.
"But since you must enjoy wearing them, you are going to everyday for the
next
week."
Jesse's eyes widened. " To school too?", he almost shrieked.
"To school as well young man. You will get them each morning from me after
your father leaves and will return them to me each evening before he gets
home.
I won't tell your brother and sister but when I get the panties back I will
give you another spanking, Is that understood."
Jesse could only nod.
"You will wear those tonight and get a clean pair in the morning."
Jesse pulled the panties up and put on his shorts. Marion picked up the bra
and again and idea hit her, "Don't forget your bra Jesse, a proper lady
doesn't
go without one."
Jesse could only look in shock has his naked mother strapped the bra on him.
He didn't think he would have to wear it too, but his cock was to painfully
hard and his bottom was to painfully red to voice any protest. He left the
room looking normal in his outer clothing but dressed completely feminine
beneath them.
Marion, picked up her son's underwear, and her remaining clothing, and
deposited them in the laundry chute. She lay back on the bed and began
stroking her soaking pussy waiting for her husband to come home. It would be
about 6 o'clock and he would be mad that supper wasn't ready but the sight
her
masturbating and the warm redness of her bottom when he finished spanking
her
would be enough for him to forgive her and take the entire family out to
eat.
"God, I am a horny slut," she said aloud as he walked in to the room and
feasted his eyes on his shaved wife.
End Chapter 1.