It had been a long day and, as my husband was looking at me, discussing the subject at hand in the kitchen, he exhaled nervously. He knew he had to choose his next words very carefully. Maybe this was a bad idea, but he convinced himself, he had to try. It was for our beloved son, and I was he’s last option.

The plan for tonight was pretty simple. I had planned to go out for a drink with my friends, and my husband was going to use the house to host a bachelor party for our brat of a son Matthew. He had apparently had the whole thing perfectly planned out. Going to grill up some steaks he picked up the other day, while having the guests and Matthew play a long game of poker, followed suit by some pool. He was planning to have all of Matthew’s favorite action movies on our beautiful 90” television.

But the bomb he wasn’t prepared for, was when one of Matthew’s friends Mike dropped the news, that Matthew had been looking forward to a stripper and would probably be disappointed if he didn’t get him one. My husband thought about it but had decided that it was tacky at first, which was why he never bothered getting one. But, Matthew was his everything and deserved to best he said, justifying it saying that Matthew had recently come back from his service in Iraq. He deserves the exact bachelor party that he’s envisioning.

He really tried his best. But in our small town, it’s pretty difficult to get a stripper on such short notice. “It looks like I really screwed this one up…” He mumbled and looked over at me with begging eyes.

“I know you and Matthew don’t have the best relationship, and you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” He says softly with an awkward smile. “But maybe just hang out for a few minutes in your underwear and sit in his lap once? It’ll just be a laugh, and you can even wear a mask so he won’t know it’s you. Most of them have seen you in a swimsuit anyway!”

He says gritting his teeth, waiting for an answer from me. I look over at him and sigh. “No one will hear about this, no touching my private places, and lastly no lap dance” I say rather annoyed having to cancel my night out with the girls for this shit show.

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I could see this scenario going in a couple of different ways, and if you have an idea of your own, I’m definitely down to talk it out. Things start off slowly with me just being around you guys in the room, drinking and teasing a little. But as I have to get more and more liquor in my system, I get lousy with the rules, and Matthew begins to escalate things further, until without any of you noticing slips something into my drink, before dragging me upstairs and having his way with me, even after finding out I’m his mother. Things escalate, as my own husband has drugged my drink, making sure it would be a great party for Matthew, but as the night goes on the husband is not into it, and slowly begins to regret his choices, but it’s too late now. He won’t stop it for the sake of not being a buzzkill, but the jealousy will be very clear. And Matthew will once again have his mother.

Thank you for reading the taster I had in mind for our plot. Essentially I am looking to build a plot where a depraved and attention-starved son, finally finds a way to be with his mother without his father knowing. Even though the mom has to but forced a little into it Message me if you’d like us to do this plot together. I am very open to any ideas you may have for the plot. I only roleplay on Reddit. Please try to be creative and motivated to write more than a sentence, or I will not respond. My kink list can be found here

Hope to hear from you all