I've been living with you and your mother now for about 3 months. You were surprised she found a futa as a lover and even more when I moved in. But I was still better than the loser men she dated after the divorce.

You aren't stupid or naive, and only your noise cancelling earbuds drown out the noise your mother makes as I pleasure her. Shes seems to be dressing sexier as well these days, as if my influence has light a fire that has been smothered for years. You've been curious yourself but I've always behaved - I showered with the door locked, changed out of site, and was nothing but a friendly presence to you. Only the occasional sight of a bulge where woman would not have one is the only hint of my difference.

Until one night. Out at a christmas party you bail and return early, and are surprised finding me in the kitchen late at night, wearing just a sheer pink nightie.

"Oh, we werent expecting you." I say, trying to keep the kitchen counter between you and me, hiding my futa length that peeks out from under the hem. "You're mother is asleep, I just needed a drink."

I eye you in your party dress, short enough to show of your legs and the cleavage that reminds me of your mother and I feel my groin twitch.

I had some great fun playing this one before and would love do to so again. I can go long term or we can just do this for some short term fun.

Check my profile for my kinklist.