Leave It to Cole – pt1I cannot say I was devastated by the news of my husband’s unfortunate accident. While he was a good man and loving husband he was frugal and rather old fashioned. I did feel a loss over not having him around I did realize that this gave me freedom to explore myself and actually live a lifestyle that his amassed wealth could easily afford instead of living in a four bedroom cabin in the middle of nowhere I could finally move back to the city.During the week that I was waiting to hear from the lawyers about the disposition of his estate I made plans to finally be able to live my life in comfort and finally explore my sexuality outside of masturbation. I contacted various real estate agents and found a luxurious penthouse apartment in downtown Baltimore. I scheduled an interior decorator to give me various layouts of my new space so I could have it ready as soon as my husband’s estate transferred over to me. I knew that moving my c***dren would be problematic but with new newfound wealth I could show them that I did not have to live like June Cleaver from Leave it to Beaver. I could provide them with a new lifestyle, clothes, and other modern comforts that we had been denied for all of their lives. My son could find new private teachers to further his education even though for the life of me I could not understand why he always wanted to study, read and practice math problems. Just looking at his books gave me a headache. It was always a source of frustration to me that my husband would spend so much money on private teachers, books and attention to Cole while our daughter had to attend public school. I feel that if Brook had been given the same opportunities she would also have been smarter. I knew that at sixteen that she would never have the same foundation that my son did but she would be able to get into college and earn a degree with some extra help from Cole’s teachers after we moved.After ten days and having not heard anything about my husband’s estate I called his lawyer to enquire about the disposition of the Will. His lawyer informed me that my husband had emancipated our son when he turned 13 a year ago and had transferred all his holdings to our son. There was no estate to distribute and therefore nothing to contest. Cole by the time he was 13 had made a rather large fortune in the stock market so the Judge had agreed to make him legally an adult. Now I was truly devastated knowing that Cole was his father’s son and would not waste money on anything that did not give a return or was required to meet minimum comfort and living needs. All of my plans went up in smoke just like that. I knew I was free now to leave and start my own life but with never having held a job and just a high school education my lifestyle would be bleaker than it kaçak iddaa was currently. I decided to approach Cole and ask him for the resources I would need to at least get a new wardrobe and to remodel the house. “Cole, I have been told that your father emancipated you and gave you all his business and money?””Yes, Mom, Father decided that I was mature and talented enough to continue his work once I had reach an income level of $500 an hour.” He replied. “$500 an hour!” I exclaimed. I was stunned and speechless with my mouth hanging open.”Really Mother, it is just numbers, Father’s assets were bringing in much more that that when he passed.”After my initial shock had passed I drained my glass of wine, refilled it and drained half of it again and replied, “Just how much are you making now?” “Mother, it’s nothing you need to worry about, I make enough to keep our family in its current lifestyle for the rest of our lives, that’s all that really matters for you, is it not?””Well Cole, It would be nice to update the house a bit, some new furniture and appliances in the kitchen?” I asked, knowing that if I brought up the frivolous subject clothes he would actually laugh at me.What my son said in response shocked me to the core and dispelled any naive thoughts I had about the future of my family’s interactions. Cole stated in an even business voice, “Mother, I am a young man and I have urges and needs. I have a proposal for you. I can give you a flexible allowance based on the services that you can provide excluding your normal routines of maintaining the household. The amount of the allowance would be based on the nature of the services and the satisfaction I receive.”I sat there thinking about what he just said. I knew that there was the promise of money but the nature of the services bothered me. To this date my Son has shown no interest in girls or anything of a sexual nature so I dismissed the first thought that came to mind and asked him, “what types of services would qualify me for an allowance? Cleaning the house and cooking to you and your father’s standards take up most of my day already.””Well Mother, I was thinking more along the lines of oral gratification”, Cole replied in a business tone of voice. I knew now what he had in mind and it was disturbing to realizing that he was treating this as a business negotiation. “Cole! I am your mother you know that you should not be thinking of me in this way. Can’t you let me find someone more appropriate for you? someone that is closer to your age?” I replied after getting over my shock and disbelief. “We could hire a live in girl to take care of your urges and needs. It really would not hurt to give me a small allowance of let’s say… Five thousand a month? That really is not much compared to our wealth is it?”Seeing bahis siteleri my sons expression harden I know that I had made a mistake of saying, “Our wealth.” “I just mean that it would make me happy if you would be generous enough to just let me have a small amount of money to spend as I please,” I hastily said, trying to repair the damage I’d done.He got up from the table looked straight into my eyes saying, “I love you mother, I want you to think about it.”I had forgotten about my daughter also sitting at the table until she said, “Mommy, I don’t mind sucking his dick if it means we can buy clothes and have some spending money.” I knew then that public education had ruined my daughter.”Brook, I do not think it would be right for you to engage in sexual activities till you are older.” I replied in a quiet voice. “But Mom! It’s nothing I have not done before at school. My teachers say I’m the best at giving head.” “I forbid you to do that or anything with your brother again! I mean it!” I left the dining room and headed to my husband’s den and poured myself a good glass of brandy while I considered my options. I knew that if I did not satisfy my son my daughter would and could do better than I could. If that happened I would receive nothing and my daughter would get the allowance.Taking another long drink of brandy I headed to my sons library knowing that I would have to put his penis in my mouth. His father had never asked me to do that, actually his father and I only had sex twice and once he had his son he refused to have sex with me. His reasoning was that more c***dren after I had gifted him with a son were counterproductive and that birth control was a frivolous expense.I found him sitting at a reading desk going over some book or another.”Cole, I have decided to accept your offer and I will provide oral sex on you as you need in exchange for a generous allowance that I can spend as I want,” I stated, wanting to get this over with quickly.He stood up saying, “Okay Mother, I see no need to procrastinate and I have things I need to get done.” Cole then pulled down his pajama bottoms and his cock popped out. I was rather glad that he was not going to require more than my mouth since I was feeling apprehensive about doing this to anyone let alone my own son.I looked at his penis it seemed rather large to me but I have not ever really seen one before since my husband and I only had sex in missionary position to procreate and in the dark. I bent over at the waist taking it into my hand. It was harder than I thought it would be and felt so strange and hot in my hand. Wondering if it smelled nasty or anything I bent over to get a closer look. I was surprised that while there was a musky odor it was not unpleasant. I tried not to think about how nasty this was canlı bahis and wrong as I lowered my head further and opened my mouth to take him inside. As his penis entered my mouth I could feel that the head was soft, smooth and spongy as my lips and tongue preceded down his shaft I could feel that it was hard and hot. Once had taken all I could into my mouth I just held still not sure what to do next. I made suction with my mouth like I was drinking through a straw and felt his cock throb in my mouth as I heard him groan in pleasure. When he groaned I tasted something salty, sweet and strange in my mouth. I oh my goodness did he just come in my mouth. His penis was still hard though and he was still hard so I kept going. The feeling of having his penis in my mouth was not as bad as I thought it would be and realized that this was an easy way to get the money that I required. Slowly I pulled my head back till just the tip was in my mouth and just as slowly lowered my head as far as I could. I moved my hands up to my son’s hips to hold him still as he tried to push more into my mouth than I could handle. As soon as he realized I was controlling his hips I felt his hands move to my hair as he gripped it and started moving my head back and forth on his penis. I was gagging every time his cock went into my mouth and was starting to get nauseous. I knew I had to do something quick or I would throw up and ruin the chance for getting any money. I would be damned if I let my daughter degrade herself and get the money instead of me.I moved my hand up to the shaft of his penis to control how much went into my mouth. As soon as my hands left his hips he tightened his grip on my hair and started to rock his hips back and forth pushing his penis in and out of my mouth faster while holding my head still. My son was fucking my mouth! Somehow this made things easier on my I did not have to worry about how to please him all I had to do was keep my lips wrapped around his cock and let him do the work. I could still taste that strange flavor in my mouth and I realized that it must be coming out of his dick because there seemed to be a liquid kind of slicker and thicker than my saliva in my mouth. I was thinking to myself wow this taste kind of good as I felt his hands tighten up on my head and his hips got faster. His dick seemed to swell some and get larger and I could feel that the head of his penis was harder than it was when I started. The next thing I know he slammed his hips forward bruising my lips against my hand that was keeping him from going in to far. Next thing I knew his dick swelled and jumped in my mouth. I was flooded with slimy feeling substance that tasted like something in-between sea water and pancake batter. I felt his penis pulse seven times each time flooding my mouth with more of his sperm.He had his hands wrapped so tight in my hair that I could not pull back so had to swallow that nasty stuff. At least it was over though and soon I would be able to go shopping.To be continued?