The Nurse! A loving son helps his over-worked mom relax

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“Why’d you bring down my soap?” she asked, when Robert came into the room with one of her best body washes and a body sponge.

“I was thinking about what you said about being at a spa and I have an idea.” Robert said, moving behind her, he gently hugged his mom. “What if we pretend you’re at a spa and I’ll be you’re cook, your entertainment and um…if you’re up for it…you’re ‘total’ body masseur,” he whispered to mom, and he felt her sigh.

She heard Robert words, and wanted to crawl inside of him. “I don’t know about that, but I’ll let you give me a ‘nice’ massage and that um…includes part of my front, ok?” Jocelyn smiled, as she saw him lighting the joint. “Oh yes, that’s what I need!” she moaned, and turned her bar stool to face him. “Can you do it like you did last night?” she asked, looking into his eyes, she couldn’t believe that she was getting high with her son, but that wasn’t all, and the best or worst, was sure to come later.

“Sure mom, it’s called a Shotgun!” he said, puffed the joint, turned it around and put it in his mouth backwards.

Jocelyn leaned into his lips, the joint was sticking out and she began to inhale, as he blew out dark smoke. She inhaled deep and fought to keep the smoke in. “Oh my God, this stuff is good!” she laughed, as her head began to spin and her nipples grew hard.

“Damn mom, I’ve turned you into a raging pothead!” he laughed, and took a deep puff.

Jocelyn laughed and took the joint. “Nah, I did it on my own, and I’m not the least bit sorry. I love the way it helps with my back pain and the stress these things put on it!” she laughed, as she jiggled her breasts at him.

“I guess that is a lot to carry around mom, but they sure do look good and sexy on you mom!” Robert laughed and had to look at her more. He reached up, and started to unsnap her uniform top, but she didn’t move a muscle. Robert slid it off her shoulders; let it slide down her back and onto the stool.

She just sat there and couldn’t believe how quickly the pot had gotten her stoned. “What are you doing, young man?” she asked with a soft and very helpless whisper.

“My name is Robert and I’ll be your personal servant for the evening. I thought that you’d like to be showered and relaxed before dinner.”

“That would be nice, but my servant has to follow a few simple rules…his hands nor his penis, cannot touch between my legs, unless I’m wearing panties and that is final!” she said, looking him in the eyes, as Jocelyn felt her bra being opened. “You don’t fool around…do you?” she giggled, giving him a big smile, as her massive breasts sprang free. Her nipples were pink, about a half inch long and they were always hard around Robert.

He reached back to release her large bra. Robert slid his hands around mom, cupped each of her huge breasts and he gently held them. “Oh mom, they are so soft and like…big pillows,” he whispered, leaning into her neck, he started kissing it.

His big hands covered her breasts and Jocelyn moaned, as he carefully rolled her aching nipples, as Robert started sucking on her neck. “Careful and don’t put a hickey mark on me,” she moaned, pushing her breasts into him, her body was on fire. Jocelyn felt his shaft resting on her thigh and she wanted to feel it. “Finish undressing me, I’m hot and tired of wearing my uniform,” she added with a whisper, enjoying his mouth on her neck and the sensations it was giving her.

He reached behind her, grabbed her pants and started to pull them down. “You’re wish…is my command!” Robert said, as her uniform pants slid down her legs and onto the floor. He slowly looked up mom’s legs, to her wet panties. “What about…these?” he asked with a whisper, running his fingers up each of her thighs, over the front of the panties, as Robert felt her shiver.

She saw him looking at her panties and Jocelyn’s heart raced as his skilled fingers moved up her legs, over her thighs, and gently moved his fingers through her wetness. “A pair on at all times…I’m sorry, baby!” she said, with one of those ‘Mommy’ voices and pouted out her lower lip.

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