Chapter 2: Mom, Are You Sure About This?

It didn't take him long before he reached his destination. He parked his vehicle in the garage before proceeding inside his mansion.

The Reynolds family was one of the wealthiest families in the city. Their home was a magnificent piece of architecture, with high ceilings and marble floors. It was located in a prestigious area known for its rich history and large mansions. Lucifer was born here, and it's all he had ever known.

He grew up surrounded by luxury and opulence, always having everything he needed at his fingertips.

As Lucifer entered, he immediately felt a sense of comfort wash over him. It was a welcome relief from the chaotic hustle and bustle of the city outside. The smell of fresh flowers greeted his nose, filling the air with their sweet fragrance.

He walked through the door and entered the living room. He admired the paintings that hung on the walls, depicting various scenes of nature and people. The paintings were expertly done, and he could see the skill and precision that had gone into each brush stroke.

There was a grand piano in the corner of the room, which Lucifer played regularly. He loved to create music, and it was something he always found solace in. There was also a fireplace, which was always lit during the winter months to provide warmth and a cozy atmosphere.

The furniture in the room was tasteful and comfortable, with large sofas and armchairs scattered throughout. There were also numerous tables and shelves filled with books, magazines, and other reading materials. It was the perfect place to relax and unwind after a busy day.

Lucifer noticed that no one was here, even though he arrived home a bit later than usual. 'Maybe mom is in her bedroom, and Layla and Kiera are hanging out with their friends,' he thought as he made his way to his mother's bedroom.

Lisa Reynolds was a gorgeous woman, with long blonde hair and blue eyes. She had the perfect hourglass figure and a voluptuous chest. She was sitting on the border of her bed, wearing only a towel after just taking a bath.

Her skin glistened in the sunlight streaming through the window, and she smelled like fresh flowers. She looked up at her son, who was entering the room, and gave him a bright smile.

"Lucifer! How was college today? Did you have fun?" Lisa asked him with a gentle voice, always loving and caring.

He nodded as he said, "Yes. It was a fine day, but it seems I came at the wrong time, mom.

I should go somewhere else until you finish." He knew that his mother was probably going to change into her clothes, and he did not wish to embarrass her or himself by looking at her body, despite the fact that he felt the urge to stare at his mother's curves.

Before Lucifer could turn around, Lisa stood up from where she sat on the bed's border and walked in front of him.

She stared into her son's blue eyes as she continued, "You see, I had a rather stressful week, so I was looking forward to receiving a massage to help relieve the stress and tension in my body. However, now that the appointment has been cancelled, I don't know what to do.

That's why I decided to ask for your assistance. Would you please be kind enough to give your mother a massage?"

Lucifer blinked in surprise at what his mother had requested of him. 'Did she seriously want her son to massage her?' He wondered whether she was aware of the risks involved with it or not.

"Uhm... Mom, are you sure about this?" Lucifer questioned her in an uncertain tone.

She nodded without hesitation, sending shivers down his spine.

"But... we can't do this. You and me, it's wrong. What will Father think when he comes home and hears this?

Or worse, what if he catches us doing it?!" He tried reasoning with her while trying to avoid looking at her sexy figure.

"Your father is currently on a business trip and won't return for another few days," Lisa replied. "And besides, you know very well that I have no other choice. I can't call anyone else at such short notice, nor can I go out and hire someone.

Also, we won't be doing anything inappropriate, just a simple massage to ease my tired muscles. So please, Lucifer, could you grant me this request of mine?" Lisa pleaded with desperation written all over her face.

Lucifer considered his options before sighing heavily. 'She is right. Father isn't around, and she could not hire another person at such short notice. Moreover, it's not like she wants him to do something perverted to her, right?

I mean, this is my mother, for goodness sake. She is asking her son to help her, not fuck her or something. Still, even though the request is innocent, the setting is a bit dubious. Anyway, I don't want to refuse her now when she looks so hopeful.'

He nodded before answering, "Okay, fine. I'll do it, but only because you asked nicely."

A smile formed on her lips upon hearing that. "Thank you, Lucifer. Now, how about you get ready first while I prepare the stuff?"

Lucifer raised a brow as he asked, "Prepare what exactly?"