Mommy knows best part 2

Part 2

The rest of the day just passed, dinner, shower, games, bed. All the time i was reliving what i called the “Golden hour” in my head. From when i went from just a depressed guy who had just split with his girlfriend to being carefree and happy. All because of 1 woman’s willingness to overstep boundries to help me. Thats amazing…now, how do i get her to do it again?

Over the next few days i texted Lisa, trying to reconsile, but she wasn’t willing to listen, she said it was something about how she isnt sexy or she was just a failure in the bedroom and made her feel worthless. I told her it was my fault, but she just kept repeating herself. Eventually i just gave up.

It was the middle of the summer holidays, and dad was working his usual 8.30am – 6.00pm shift, and mom…well she was doing her usual stuff, cleaning, cooking, running errands. Sometimes when she went grocery shopping i would masturbate, but it wasnt the same. I had the best orgasm of my life, after that everything else seemed less than spectacular. I guess i could just lie to her about helping me and make it up as i go along.

It had just turned 8am on a tuesday, i was wide awake, thinking of the best way to approach the situation. I heard dad’s car screech off, and i was up like a shot, i went to the bathroom, phyched myself up and went downstairs, mom was in the kitchen cleaning the dishes from breakfast.

“Hi mom” i said
“Oh, you’re up? Thats a first, usually i have to wake you up. Something wrong?” she said, finishing her last plate.
“Actually…” And suddenly i realised i didnt have a plan, all that thinking was worthless and my mind went blank, so i thought of the first thing i could “I spoke to Lisa”
“Oh?” Mom said, sitting down at the table, “what did she say?”
“She uh…said we could give it another try, as long as we dont have a repeat incident” I said, sitting opposite her.
“That’s great! So you two are back together?” She said, smiling.
“Actually, i need some help” I muttered, looking down at the table. Being embarassed worked last time, maybe that was the best approach
“What kind of help? New outfit?”
“No…remember what you did to help last time?” She nodded “Well, i dont want that to happen again, so could you…loosen me up again? just so things go over well”
“Ohhh” She said, realising what i meant “Well…i kind of intended it to be a one time thing”
“But you also said you’d help me any way you could, and i could really use all the help i can get” My heart was beating so fast, im sure she could hear it.
“You know this…isnt allowed, right?” She slowly forced out, unsure of her next move
“I know, but like you said. It’s our little secret, I really like Lisa and i want to be happy with her. And i thought you’d help me. But okay, i understand” I stood up, and went to exit the kitchen.
“Wait…” Mom shouted after me. My back turned to her, a smile creeped onto my face. It worked.
“Yes?” I said, wiping the smile off my face and turning to face her.
“I didn’t say i wouldn’t help…when are you seeing Lisa again?” She asked, motioning to the chair, wanting me to sit back down
“Saturday, i think. If it’s okay, id like to get as much…help as i can until then, you know, the more the better” This was dangerous territory, perhaps a deal breaker. I wasnt asking for one time help anymore, but for as much help as she could deal out.
Mom sat in silence for a moment, deep in thought and said “Okay, ill help…but if you’re serious about doing this, ill need some things. After last time my wrist hurt for days afterwards.” Jackpot.
“What kind of things?” I asked, imagining all the aids i could think of and which she would pick.
“Just some things from a store i used to go to. Ill go now, and ill be back around 11, stay here until then and cancel any plans, okay?” I was so happy i could litterally explode at that point.
“Of course, thanks mom, you’re the best!” I said, jumping to my feet and hugging her.