Chapter 619 You Want Bouncy? I'll Show You Bouncy!

Susan was supposed to take it easy until the psychologist's appointment Friday afternoon. When she woke up, she had a mental and physical hangover from the strip poker game the night before, as well as a new attack of guilt.

While she went through her morning rituals, she thought, I'm so hopeless! I don't know why Tiger insists I'm not his slut, because I have no self control whatsoever. I need to show him that I can be a responsible parent. I said all kinds of crazy things last night. Worse, I meant them! All about wanting him to own and control me. Where is the balance? Sucking cock is all well and good, not to mention oh so very yummy, but I can't allow it to completely take over my entire life!

She had a towel over her hair from having just come out of the shower, and she was wearing her glasses, but other than that she was naked. She examined herself closely. Look at me. Is this what I want to do with myself for the rest of my life, basically as a career? Being one of my son's personal cocksuckers? Not even the main one, but merely one of them. Is that really all I want to do?!

She looked down at her great breasts. I suppose it's true that I have the body for it. Not only am I curvy in exactly the way he loves, but I've discovered that I'm extremely sexually excitable. However, just because I have the body for it, and the mentality for it, and I totally love doing it, doesn't mean I have to let it totally dominate my life!

While brushing her teeth, she noticed in the mirror she wasn't wearing her wedding ring. At first she felt panicky, thinking that she'd lost it somehow, but then she remembered how Suzanne had taken it from her yesterday. That caused her to remember the painful revelation that Ron was homosexual.

Drat! How terrible a mother am I? It certainly isn't my fault that Ron turned out to be gay, but that's not the reason Suzanne took my ring away. She knows that I totally belong to Tiger now, and the ring has become an embarrassing anachronism. I'm so shameless! Why, even as I brush my teeth right now, I get all giddy thinking about making my mouth fresh and minty so Tiger can enjoy it that much more when he pokes his big cock inside it! I can't wait to stretch my lips around his thickness and feel my tongue dance over his sweet spot. Mmmm!

That's not normal! I've lost all perspective. I know my body belongs to him now, and I'm fine with that. Heck, I'm much more than fine with it. It makes me totally hot! But I can't let my lust take over my entire life. I need a timeout for a day or two. Then I can go into the psychologist appointment tomorrow with a clear head. So that means no cocksucking for me today. None! Period! And I mean it!

As a result, she didn't wear anything especially revealing for Thursday morning's breakfast. She successfully discouraged Katherine from doing so as well. But still, by now even "normal" female clothes in the Plummer household would be far beyond the pale in any ordinary household.

When Alan came downstairs, Susan stopped him from "getting her attention" before he'd even gotten near her. She said, "Tiger, I've decided that once you touch me I go crazy and lose all control, so it's better that you just don't touch me at all this morning."

Alan had been feeling as if he was suffering from a kind of "sex hangover." He was still reeling from the events of the previous night, especially the poker party with Brenda and his experience fucking Suzanne's ass. But even so, he'd come to assume that sexual fun before school was nearly a given, so he was very disappointed. "What? Not at all?"

"I'm afraid not."

"Are you saying I can't caress your bare ass cheeks?"

She dropped her head sadly. "No."

"A kiss or two, maybe?"

She shook her head no.

"Can I yank down your top, grab your luscious breasts in my hands, and squeeze them freely?"

"Unfortunately, no." She thought to herself, Be strong!

He whined, "But I was so looking forward to that."

"Me too, Son, me too." She clutched at her chest, as if she was afraid her boobs would betray her and flee to Alan's hands. "You have no idea how much. But I have to keep myself in check until this psychologist appointment tomorrow. Then, mercifully, you have your Boy Scout trip for the weekend, so I'm hoping by the end of that I can get in a state of mind where I can control my urges a little better."

Alan wasn't so keen on having her control her urges better, but he let her be, for now. He could tell all these changes had been tough on her and she needed some space. But at the same time, he had a sneaking suspicion things would heat up before he had to leave for school - everyone was just too keyed up, especially after what had happened at the poker party the night before. For instance, he couldn't help but notice that Susan was wearing a sexy pair of red high heels, which was not exactly typical for suburban mothers at breakfast time.

He wore nothing but a dark blue robe to breakfast. He thought it had gotten a bit silly just how often he had to take his shorts off in the course of a day, and he had visions of relaxing in robes more often than not from now on. He fancied himself a new Hugh Hefner of sorts.

Katherine gave him a very long and passionate kiss once she came downstairs. She was all too eager to make up for the lack of kisses and touches that Susan normally gave him each morning. By the time they were done, Alan made sure Katherine wound up topless.

But when it was Susan's turn, she wouldn't let Katherine kiss her at all. Despite all the other kissing Susan had done, apparently her boundaries (as defined that morning, at least) considered that improper.

Alan felt cavalier. He thought, I'll take care of that reluctance soon enough. During the kiss with his sister he let his robe open up widely, and when the kiss ended and Katherine sat at the dining table he stepped back and made sure it opened up even wider. He was careful to make sure his rock-hard dick was easily visible.

Susan grew greatly concerned when she saw his stiff erection. Suzanne's daily indoctrination had her convinced that a bout of "blue balls" was only slightly less painful than torture.

So, as she puttered around the kitchen preparing chickpea pancakes for breakfast, she said, "Angel, as you can see, I'm taking a bit of a break from helping Tiger with his problem today. Could you lend him a hand... or even a mouth? After all, he still has all that terrible spermy build up - just look at how hard and stiff he is! It would break my heart if he had to touch himself to make it better. Besides, I want to make it up to you for the way I've been hogging Alan Junior lately. So what do you say?"

Katherine laughed. "Boy, that's a tough one. Hmmm." She giggled. "Tell you what, Mom. I'll do it if you'll help with the visual stimulation part."

"I couldn't," Susan protested, although anyone looking at her could tell she relished the prospect. She was growing fidgety with the need to take her clothes off and strike sexy poses for her son.

"Mother, don't make me tell you twice," Katherine chided. She turned around a phrase that Susan often used on her and Alan when they were younger.

Susan bowed her head in defeat. She loved being ordered around by her children. Still with her head down and blushing profusely, she sashayed to the middle of the dining room and stood in front of where he was now sitting with her arms pinned behind her back.

She was proud of her new sashaying skills, and got an extra thrill moving in that sexy manner in front of her son. She was a bit disappointed when she ran out of room and had to stop and ask, "Tiger, since you have total power over what clothes I wear, what should I cook in?"

"I think one of your erotic aprons should do the trick," Alan said, even as his sister's fingers wrapped around his erection and started stroking. He added, "And I want you to change into it right here in front of me. And hopefully you can show me some more of your awesome sashaying along the way."

"Oh, poo!" Susan protested. "You meanie!" But she was secretly delighted, since that was about as much fun as she could have without touching. Actually, her delight wasn't very secret since she couldn't stop smiling.

He added, "Oh and before you do, please put on some bouncy music."

She thought happily, You want bouncy? I'll show you bouncy! My big tits are gonna bounce a couple inches from your face!

Susan had grown up without rock and roll music in her life, so she sashayed her way over to the stereo and put on a Harry Belafonte CD. The song "Zombie Jamboree" came on, and it had a good beat to dance to. She kicked off her red high heels so she could really let go.

So Alan was pleasured with a nice long handjob while Susan performed a very sexy striptease right in front of him. Katherine was cuddled up to him and kissed him a lot as well, while he generally played with her nipples. He thought, Man, life is good! Things are supposedly restrained today, but I'm still having the time of my life!