Dinner was again at seven o’clock and as I walked into the kitchen I saw that she was still wearing the same summer dress but with cream hose.
We chatted about our respective days as we ate and drank chilled white wine.
‘You’re not going to rush off to bed after dinner are you? I thought we could sit and watch some television,’ she asked which came out more like a statement so I nodded in acquiescence.
I helped clear up then Mother suggested we change into something more comfortable to watch the TV in.
I pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and went back downstairs to find Mother already in the lounge. It looked like she had taken off her dress and put on a long cream silk dressing gown over her underwear.
‘Come over here and sit with Mummy on the sofa.’ she said.
I don’t know why but every time she said Mummy it made my cock swell.
It was only half past eight and as Mother flicked through the programmes it was obvious that there was nothing we both could agree on to watch so I went to stand and excuse myself when Mother grabbed my arm and pulled me back down beside her.
‘We’ll just have to entertain ourselves then. Why don’t you give me a nice foot rub?’ she said as she leaned back onto the cushion and hoisted her legs and feet into my lap. ‘Be a good boy and slip Mummy’s shoes off!’
I hesitantly pulled off one shoe after the other and placed them on the floor while she planted her feet in my lap, her gown riding higher up her thighs.
I took one foot and gently rubbed it. ‘Oh harder Henry. Do it with feeling!’ she ordered. As she said that her other foot was rubbing the length of my now hardening cock.
I massaged the other foot as her free one once again stroked my now fully erect cock. She pulled away from my hands and now used both feet to massage my prick.
‘Pull your shorts down Henry!’
I hesitated. ‘Henry, do as Mummy says and pull your shorts down, at once!’ she said sternly.
Taking a deep breath I eased my shorts to the floor so I was sitting on the sofa with my throbbing cock pointing at the ceiling.
Mother then took my prick in both feet opening her legs to get a better purchase and causing her gown to gape where I could see cream garters attached to her cream stockings.
I gasped at the sight and the feel of her silky feet slowly stroking up and down. She used her toes to tease the crown of my cock. It was maddening yet so exciting as the slippery silk moved along my rigid member. My cock was leaking oodles of pre-cum from it’s slit.
I was moaning and now begging for relief.
‘Do you think this will help you shoot Henry?’ she said as she undid the belt on her gown and pulled it open to reveal a tight cream silk corset, tight cream silk panties that nuzzled her pussy and her bare breasts with erect nipples.
I groaned at the sight and erupted over her feet and my thighs.
‘Naughty boy Henry. You really do need to be punished now,’ she said as she stood up and went upstairs.
I sat for a few minutes trying to get my head around what was going on before I also went upstairs and had a shower to cool down.
Lying in bed that night I was still so confused but again I was hard.
On Friday night I felt I needed some space so I arranged to meet some old mates down the pub and see where the night took us. We’d all had a good few beers and shots by the time we arrived at the night club. It seemed a bit of a dive but the other guys said it was a place we would all be certain to score. I wasn’t surprised especially if you weren’t fussy. It was more of a ‘grab a granny’ place than anything resembling a decent club.
We grabbed a beer each and made our way into the throng of people huddled around the dance floor. The music was all from the nineteen eighties but it certainly got people onto the floor.
There were a few older women looking around like they were desperate to get picked up but I was trying to avoid their eyes when one of them came up and dragged me onto the dance floor. About my height and in her late forties she had dyed blonde hair and was wearing a tight red dress. She had one hand on the cheek of my bum and the other trying to rub my cock through my chinos as we danced. It was quite a turn off so when the song ended I excused myself, found my mates and said my goodbyes before taking a taxi home. It was well after midnight when I entered the house, trying to be quiet so that I wouldn’t wake Mother , I took off my shoes and went into the kitchen.
