Cat Burglar - Chapter 12 [Mature Woman] [MILF] [Fem-Dom]

Chapter 12

“Ugh!” 

I never expected her to do something like that while my Mom was right there cooking breakfast. Sure, her back was turned, and she didn’t see it, but she could have and if she turned around now, this would have been over, and she would know about what she was doing. This was too dangerous!

“How do you want your eggs this morning?” My mom asked me, even though, I always had my eggs the exact same way… Always…

“Like usual, over easy…” I told her while trying to remain as calm as possible, which wasn’t easy, at all.

“Right. No problem,” Mom cracked a few more eggs… “How about you, Brie?” she asked her, as well.

“Same as him. That sounds perfect to me,” and exactly as she said these words, she stroked my cock a lot more. Brie was no longer only having his hand hovering over my crotch, but she was actively rubbing my dick and pleasuring me in the process. Once again, I tried to keep calm as much as possible, but this became quite impossible for me not grunt or moan while she was giving me a hand job under the table. It had not even been twenty minutes since I woke up, and I surely didn’t have a cup of coffee yet, so I was not awake yet, so all of this was like a dream it felt like… It was real… Kind of… Honestly, I didn’t know what was a dream and what was not at this point, since all of this felt so surreal. Something that didn’t help me too much was that Brie was wearing a completely different outfit than she did last night… I mean, it was such a completely different outfit that it almost made me wonder if this was even the same woman, at all… I mean, it seemed like she was not even called Brianna anymore, and she was simply Brie, so honestly she could have been another woman and that would have made some sense to me… 

The clothes she wore were a lot more elegant than what she had last night, since last night all she wore was that strange black catsuit. This morning, she had a revealing pink blouse on with buttons on the front of it. Most of the buttons weren’t shut because they couldn’t be thanks to her huge chest. Speaking of which, her chest couldn’t be contained or hidden much. It was largely revealed, letting a lot of cleavage to be seen. If only I could take my eyes off of her cleavage… If only… She didn’t even seem to be wearing a bra under her blouse. Wait… Let me look… No… I didn’t see any hint of bra under her blouse, even after starting for a long time… As for the rest of her clothes, she also wore a black and white zebra-style striped ultra-mini skirt and a pair of silver high-heels. 

She looked gorgeous. 

Even better than last night, if this was supposed to be the same woman. Still, at the end of the day, it was like I was meeting a different woman and this was exciting. Even her hair looked a bit different with her hair pulled down a bit with her bangs coming down right above her eyebrows. She was almost more gorgeous than she was last night and quite honestly, I couldn’t stop her when she began stroking my dick through the fabric of my boxers. I wanted to, but I couldn’t do anything to stop her. She was simply too seducing. I found myself under her charm. Additionally, that surprise hand job felt way too good for me to combat her. I was into that… Of course, Mom was right there and if she turned around, I was going to have a bad time (so was she, but that was beside the point)... So she better not see what she was doing to me under the table… I did everything I could not to moan too loud… Thankfully, the sound that the Kitchener did as Mom was cooking our eggs was loud enough that it muffled my moans. I could also sip on my cup of coffee when it became pretty bad… 

“You like it, don’t you…?” Brie whispered right into my ear, so my Mom wouldn’t hear her. She did a pretty decent job at it and keeping things under control. She was tactical. Furthermore, she knew what she was doing, and she was doing it all right. She knew what buttons to hit with me, and when she got tired of stroking my dick through my boxers, she made a complete pervert of herself by reaching down inside my underwear and pulling my big cock out under the table. I was so caught off-guard by what she just did that I didn’t even take the time to answer her. She already knew how I felt, so there was no point in playing in her games and answering her. 

“Oh, what is this? It seems like you have a pretty hard on… Is that for me…?” She knew damn well that I was having a boner because of her, and she still went as far as asking me questions that didn’t need to be asked… Yes… It was all because of her… My boner was out of control… I was completely out of control and I had to admit it… She had a powerful effect on me… I couldn’t escape her seduction…

“...” I didn’t reply to her, and I had no intention to…

“You are so hard for me, oh yes… I like that… Let me give you a proper hand job…” She sensually whispered to me as I stroked my cock, much faster… Doing everything she wished to do to me and at this point, I was here for it... I loved it… Pre-cum started to come out of the tip of my dick…

Brie was so good at it…

“Mhm…” My moans became much louder. 

“Pre-cum… There’s so much of it…”

She was right about that… 

“Oh, yes… Mhm…”