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Anika slowly got up and walked over to her troublesome boss. Shesuspected that Brenda was about to do something even more rash, becausethe buxom mother had showed almost no self-restraint whatsoever so far.Anika knew that the burden of following Suzanne's wise orders fell toher in this situation. Adrian had to be slowly psychologicallyconditioned to accept a very tricky situation. She said in a low voice,"Brenda, can I speak to you in private? Vithout Aidy?"

Brenda, still blissed out, turned to her son and said, "PoohBear, can you step outside for a second and close the door? I'm surethis'll just take a sec."

Adrian backed away and out through the open door withoutthinking about what he was doing. He was so aroused and emotionallyoverloaded that he didn't know up from down, but he somehow managed toclose the door behind him.

Anika immediately drew close to Brenda's left ear andwhispered into it, "Vat are you tinking? Or not tinking!" She knewAdrian would have no time to cross the house to check in by videomonitor, so she spoke freely. "Have you forgotten everytink Suzanne toldus?! Remember vat she said? 'Go slow.' Dis is not slow! Especiallysaying dat Alan owns your body and your soul. I tink you've really doneit dis time. You're destroyink de poor boy's ego." She shook her headwith disappointment.

Brenda nodded her head; some of what Anika said made animpact, despite her lusty fog. She whispered, "Sorry. I'll do better.It's just that I'm so excited!"

Just then, she and Anika heard a loud and prolonged groan outin the hallway. She whispered giddily to her old maid, "Looks like I'mnot the only one, hee-hee!"

But Anika continued to chide. "Brenda, vat vill vee say toSuzanne? She vill be mad at me for not stopping you. Me! You haf to slowdown. Dat Suzanne, she's a tough one. I don't vant to let her down."Brenda put her hands together as if in prayer. "Please?Please let me have a bit of fun right now? Today is my special day; thisis a day that I'm going to remember for the rest of my life. You knowwhat's going to happen tonight. I want this to be a memorable day for meand Aidy too, not just me and Alan. Please cut me a little bit ofslack? I'm sure it'll all work out in the long run. Please?"

Anika looked doubtful. "Vell... I don't know..." But she waskind-hearted; she had never seen Brenda so happy as she'd been in recentdays and didn't want to spoil the fun on Brenda's big day. She decidedto relax her restrictions on Brenda, but only just a little. She knewthere might be a price to pay, especially if Adrian reacted the wrongway to some of the things Brenda was likely to blurt out, but they'dhave to do some damage control on another day.

Brenda was encouraged by the look on Anika's face. She made ashort, triumphant punch in the air and said out loud so Adrian couldhear, "Aidy? You can come back in now."

However, before Adrian could come back in, Anika wagged her finger and said, "Vatch it!"

lightsΝοvel Adrian was very flustered. As soon as he'd stepped out intothe hallway he couldn't help but touch himself. That instantly startedhis climax. The problem was, he had no idea where to direct his cum.Somehow he'd managed to get his shorts down before the first rope of cumshot out. Largely by default, his cum had hit the wood paneling on thedoor in front of him. He figured that at least that was better thangetting it on the carpet. But no sooner had he finished cumming than hewas told to return to the bedroom. He hastily reached out to wipe thedoor clean with both hands but he ended up with a sticky mess on bothhis hands and the door.

He opened the door, scarcely knowing what to expect. He kepthis wet hands behind his back. He breathed a sigh of relief to see that,whatever Anika had said, it hadn't made his mother put any clothes backon yet. His penis had grown flaccid after that satisfying cum, but justone look at his completely nude mother reversed that. His heart waspounding like a jackhammer once more and he was so out of it that hedidn't realize the way his penis visibly grew until he was left with acomically large bulge in his shorts.

Brenda, though, certainly did notice. She thought, Ifthere was only some way I could send Anika away for an hour or so, butshe's too smart for that. It's just not right that my Pooh Bear has tocum in the hallway instead of all over his momma's chest. Just look atthat! Aidy, is that a hot, mommy-splitting, teenage cock in your shortsor are you just happy to see me? Ha! ... But I have to save myself formy master. Come on, girl, get a grip.

She refocused on her wardrobe and pulled out a French maidoutfit. But while she was willing herself not to stare at her son'spackage, that didn't mean she planned on stopping her teasing of him.She held a small black item meant to cover her stomach (and littleelse), and placed it over her chest. It was something that she'd triedon twice already, but she wanted to try every outfit on again, now thatAdrian was here watching her in the flesh.

She said, "Aidy, Anika reminded me that you might take someof the things I say the wrong way. Of course, everyone knows who owns mybody and soul: you! You're my favorite little guy in the whole wideworld. But when I think about Alan I get so excited that I say thingsyou might find a little strange. Just please be patient with me, okay?Now, can I get your opinion on which outfit I should wear? What do youthink of this one?"

Adrian nodded, then did a double-take as he looked intoBrenda's closet. When he was watching her from his room he didn't havethe right angle to look into her closet. So it was a shock to see thatshe had about thirty French maid outfits in there. He said, "Momma,okay, but wait a minute! Why on Earth do you have a closet filled withnothing but these... these... uniforms?! They expose everything! Youcan't wear something like this in public. You can't tell me you ownedeven one of these last week!"lights

Brenda sighed. She motioned for Adrian to sit in a nearbychair, then sat her naked ass down on the sofa that Anika had alreadyreturned to. She said with resignation, "It looks like I need to explaina few things to you before we go any further. Like this closet... Howdo I put this? You understand that I have a master now, and that I'm apart of his harem. I'm doing this of my own free will to fulfill my owndesires and needs. How do you feel about that?"

"How do I feel? I'm appalled! Absolutely shocked!Embarrassed! Freaked out!" He kept his hands folded together in betweenhis thighs; his fingers in particular were still drenched with his owncum, and now his thighs were getting a bit slick from the mess as well.

Brenda sighed again, heavier this time. "Hmmm. I was afraidyou might say that. Then you're probably not going to like what I haveto say about these outfits. You see, Aidy, your mother is a naturalsubmissive. Do you understand what that means, in a sexual sense?"

Adrian nodded. He knew what a submissive was from readingerotic stories on the Internet. In fact, he had a particular fondnessfor female domination stories and suspected he might be a bit submissivehimself. But he wasn't sure about that, because sometimes in hisfantasies he also wanted to be able to force his mother to submit tohim, to allow him to completely control her, to fuck her, to tie her up,and in general completely have his way with her. However, thoughtsalong these lines were crowded out by the actual sight of Brenda fawningover him dressed in one of the many French maid outfits she had.

Brenda thought, He thinks he knows what it means, but hehas no idea. He doesn't understand the joy in serving. Like, right now, Icould sit with my legs together, but I have to serve! That means mylegs need to stay apart. That shows that my pussy is available to befucked. I have to show my readiness and eagerness to serve my master andmy son at all times! The joy of making them happy alone would be rewardenough, but at the same time they'll please me so very much with theirthrusting cocks! Thrusting, thrusting, thrusting! God, I love it! I'maddicted. It's so much pleasure that it seems unfair!

How do I explain all that? How can I explain to him that INEED his cock tickling my tonsils? How can I make him understand thatI've been blessed with these tits precisely so a cock can slide betweenthem? I have two cocks to love! Two! Yes! Imagine: my master's manlypowerful cock and my son's cute boy cock! Serving both! In a way, I'mluckier than any of my mistresses to serve a master AND a son. Is thereanyone anywhere luckier than me?

Anika looked at Brenda sitting next to her and watched as herbuxom boss slumped down on the sofa, slowly spreading her legs widerand wider, revealing her leaky pussy again. Anika couldn't help butshake her head in frustration. She sighed loudly, knowing that Brendawas off in la-la land again. She finally scooted close and gave her astrong nudge. Then she said to Adrian, "Sorry, Aidy. As you can see,your mamma's so wery excited. All she can tink about is dis partytonight."

That gave Brenda time to recover and even remember what she'dbeen talking about. So, sitting up but keeping her knees wide apart,she said, "Now, I was talking about my master. Alan. The fact that I'msubmissive, that doesn't matter much in his book. He's such a sexuallypotent, virile, well hung, and dominating man that no woman can resisthim, no matter what they're like."

Anika coughed loudly.

Brenda continued, "He picks the very best women in the countyto be his own in the same way that a shopper might look at a display ofstrawberries and pick out the very best ones. The strawberry has no sayin the matter. Do you see what I'm saying?"

"I guess," Adrian replied with doubt, discomfort, and obviousconfusion. He could hardly equate his mother with a ripe strawberry.But staring as he was at her drooling pussy just a few feet in front ofhim, their conversation seemed totally unreal to him. It was hard toreally emotionally engage when he could actually feel the pulsing of hisheartbeat in the throbbing of his penis.

Brenda said with motherly understanding, "Don't worry, you'llunderstand it all in time. But because he's such a wonderful master, hefinds the right role for everyone in his harem. Of course, all of hisnymphos live to sexually please and serve him; that goes withoutsaying."

Anika coughed out another warning.

Brenda heard that and said, "It's okay, Anika, he needs tounderstand this, sooner or later. But Aidy, I want you to understandthat Alan is a very giving and loving master." She closed her eyes andbreathed a wistful romantic sigh. Then she looked at Adrian andrefocused. "He does not want to interfere with our bond, the importantbond between mother and son. He understands that very well. Oh, yes hedoes. Doubly so."

Anika gave Brenda a pre-emptive nudge. She knew thatincestuous thoughts of Alan with Susan or Suzanne powerfully excited herboss, and the very mention of such things were likely to lead to moredistractive daydreams. Further, such comments were dangerous clues aboutthe Plummer family's incest (though luckily, the "doubly so" allusionto Alan's two mothers was difficult to decipher and Adrian was toofrazzled to try).

Brenda wanted to make sure she had Adrian's full attentionnow, so she temporarily closed her legs and waited until her son's eyesfinally drifted up towards her face. Then she continued, "He doesn'twant to separate you and me in any way. Whatever relationship we chooseto have, that's between the two of us. He'll allow it and respect it.Any relationship. Do you understand what I'm saying, Pooh Bear?"

Adrian's heart leapt with hope, but he could scarcely believethat his interpretation of what his mother had just said was correct.He lingered on the words "Any relationship." What he really wanted toask was if this Alan would allow some kind of sexual contact between himand his mother, but he could never imagine asking such a bold question,not in a million years. His deeply ingrained shy manners prevented it.He meekly replied, "I, um, I think so." However, the fires of hope hadnow been kindled within him, even if it was a dim and distant hope.

Brenda nodded, then continued, "Good. A good master knows howto please his ... nymphos, and make them happy. And I've made it clearthat what makes me happy is serving in his house as a maid sometimes.Think of it as a sexual role-play thing, if you want. I love the idea somuch that I went out and bought all of these outfits in just the pastcouple of days. But you know me" - she giggled - "I have a way of goingoverboard at times, don't I?"

Adrian laughed a bit, releasing some of his tension. "Yousure do," he agreed. His eyes were gawking at her chest again, watchingher breasts jiggle as she giggled. He noticed that her legs were slowlyopening again to reveal her drooling pussy once more. It was as if shewas incapable of keeping her legs closed.

Brenda concluded, "So that's what these outfits are allabout. I'm going to Alan's house tonight and I'm going to pretend to be asexy maid. I'm still your mother, the same as always, it's just thatthis is how adults choose to have fun sometimes. Adult fun. Do you knowwhat I mean?"

Adrian frowned. A part of him wanted to run to the bathroomto be ill over what was happening to his mother. Another part of himwanted to run to his bedroom to relieve the stiffness of his erection.But the biggest part of him simply couldn't pull his eyes away from hismother's naked charms. As she talked, it seemed that she was alwaysdoing some little thing or another to draw his eyes to her body,especially her chest.