Step Sister Corruption Part 104 – Day 69 A Mother’s Confession (fiction, M/F/F, d/s, teaching, step siblings, con)

*Gabe*

God do I hate dressing up.

Stupid me for agreeing to mom’s offer of a mother son dinner.

I should have accepting her offer of going to AC’s or Adult Cave. It’s an all around family restaurant arcade and fun zone….on the main floor.

The second floor is more for the adults only.

Only problem is I’m not 21 to enjoy the adult section though I’ve heard rumors it’s bad ass. A complete guy’s wet dream….whatever that means.

And it’s always fucking packed.

Meaning it was too loud for whatever mom wants to get off her chest hence going to her favorite restaurant….Rail House.

Rail house is one of *the* most expensive steak houses in our fair city.

It was even ranked number four for the top steak houses in the United States. So good that various celebrities and big wigs have been known to visit this place.

It so much of a fancy place it’s always quiet and fucking expensive.

And like any fancy place…..one has to dress up to be here.

So I stood here with my mom in dress slacks. A collared white button up shirt. A slim black tie. And a black over coat.

I may or may not have borrowed the shirt, tie and coat from dad. The slacks were mine that I kept from my high school prom.

Between my dad’s muscle structure and my lanky frame it almost fit….. barely.

I didn’t do my hair mainly because my hair is too long to actually style it the way I like it. So the best I could do was a weird wet slicked back do.

What? I’ve been busy.

My mom on the other hand went all out.

Color me surprised.

Mom wore a tight dress that hugged her impressive curves and displayed her impressive chest.

Grrrrr!!!!

Gabe you’re not supposed to fantasize about your fucking mother in her hott body.

I shook my head.

Damn it.

Tonight was going to be hard.

Why did my mom let me fuck her? Now I can’t just look at her as my mom.

God that dress makes her cleavage have it’s own fucking gravitational pull. It was hard to look my mother in the face for very long before my eyes were effected by her gravitational force and looked down to appreciate her breasts.

And it didn’t help I stood over a foot over her so it was really easy to look down at her cleavage. Like stupid easy.

Must look elsewhere!!!

I looked around trying to find something to distract me from looking at my mother’s fucking scrumptious body.

Why can’t the drinking age be 19?

I need a fucking drink!!!

Or a psychologist.

I looked around the place finding the ambiance eerily quiet….just what we needed.

I desperately looked around the place trying to find something to distract me but her dress begged me to keep looking at it.

Eventually a man walked up in a suit, “Michaels for two?”

My mom spoke, “Yes.”

The man nodded, “This way please.”

We followed the man feeling completely silly as I looked around and noticed people dressed ten times better than me….well except my mom.

She looked like an escort compared to the women here. And much younger than the females here.

And the old men eyeing my mom with approving looks.

It was almost empowering feeling so many guys wanting my mom.

What the fuck is wrong with me?

The man led us to our secluded booth.

The man bowed and spoke, “Your waitress will be with you shortly.”

My mom smiled, “Thank you.”

And the man left us to our devices.

I in the mean time sitting across my mom tried desperately to look away from her gravitational weapon’s trying to not think of them or pop a wood.

Try being the opportune word.

My mom spoke, “I’m so glad you agreed to this son.”

I looked off somewhere, “Sure.”

My mom spoke, “What’s wrong honey?”

I tried to think of something and spoke of the only thing I could think of, “Just admiring the architecture.”

I saw in the corner of my eye that my mom looked around, “Yeah I guess the style is a little old.”

I nodded happy my ruse worked.

Now if only I can keep looking elsewhere and not stare down the same body that birthed me and not think impure thoughts.

I was saved as a girl in an alluring tight outfit walked up and spoke, “Good evening,” she handed us menus, “I’ll be your waitress tonight my name is Paige. Can I start you off with something to drink?”

My mom spoke, “Would you happen to have Hertiance Beckstoffer GD 16?”

Great my mom is going to drink this is going to be fun. Looks like I’ll be driving home and possibly carry my fucking mom to her SUV and into her and dad’s house.

Paige nodded, “We do ma’am.”

My mom spoke, “I’ll take a glass of that please with some ice water on the side.”

Paige spoke, “I’m sorry ma’am I can’t sell you a glass of that particular wine. You’ll have to purchase the entire bottle.”

My mom smiled, “Fine I’ll take the bottle.”

Paige nodded and turned to me, “And you sir?”

I mumbled, “I’ll just have some water.”

Paige bowed, “Very well I’ll be back shortly with your drinks.”

I opened my menu to see what looked good though I immediately looked over to the wine section to see how much my mom just spent on fucking wine.

Six hundred fucking fifty dollars?!?!?!

Motherfucker!!!!

*Sigh*

Well if she was going all out for our *talk* I might as well eat good.

Though I can’t remember the last time I had a good steak.

Looks like I’ll be going with the 26 oz T-bone with steamed veggies.

I ignored the fact that it was $97 for the meal.

If my mom can drop $650 for fucking wine then $97 was nothing compared to that.

Paige came back with the bottle showing it to my mom, “Your wine miss.”

My mom looked at the bottle and so did I.

The bottle matched the name she said.

Still don’t see why it cost six hundred fifty fucking dollars.

My mom smiled, “That’s it.”

Paige pulled a cork screw from behind her back and with a few twists and a deft pull she removed the cork.

She grabbed the wine glass on my mom’s side and lightly poured the wine into the glass barely filling it.

She swirled the red liquid in the glass for a few second’s before she handed it to my mom.

My mom did the same as the waitress looking at the minimal liquid through the light. Then she sniffed in the glass lightly inhaling the fumes. Then she lightly sipped the wine and swirled it in her mouth before she smiled at the waitress, “Perfect.”

The waitress smiled, “Very good ma’am.”

She grabbed the glass and proceeded to pour more wine into mom’s glass filling it about half way before putting the glass in front of my mom and putting the bottle down next to the glass.

Paige spoke, “Have we decided on what you’ll be having tonight?”

I looked at her, “Yes I’ll have the 26oz T-bone with steamed veggies and a house roll.”

Paige smiled, “How do you like your steak?”

I replied, “Medium.”

She nodded and looked at my mom.

My mom smiled, “I’ll have the 8oz filet mignon with a baked potato light on the butter easy chives and a small amount of sour cream please.”

Paige nodded, “How would you like it cooked?”

My mom smiled, “Rare.”

Why don’t you ask for it to be mooing on your plate mom?

She nodded, “Perfect. I’ll be back shortly with your water after I put your order in.”

And off she went.

My mom took a pull of her wine, “This is so nice.”

I nodded, “Sure is.”

My mom spoke, “Gabe?”

I looked at her to address her, “Yes.”

She frowned at me, “Everything ok?”

I nodded, “Yep.” And quickly looked away finally finding something to look at….the art on the ceiling.

My mom spoke, “Why won’t you look at me?”

I looked at her, “Sorry mom just looking around never been in here.”

She looked at me, “You sure?”

I nodded, “I’m sure.” Happy this ruse fooled her.

Really don’t want to admit to her that I can’t stop looking at her.

If only she didn’t wear something that begged to be fucking drooled on.

My mom sighed, “Listen son I think we should talk about the elephant in the room.”

Great!

The good ole confronting our problems head on.

I looked at her in the eye’s, “You mean the same elephant that let me fuck her?”

My mom blushed but didn’t waiver as she looked me in the eyes, “Yes.”

I leaned back, “Ok let’s talk.”

My mom spoke, “Listen son I know what I did was wrong but as I explained my decision was a lapse in judgement nothing more. And since then you’ve done nothing but avoid me.”

I looked at her, “Well duh mom! Ever since then I can’t get that moment out of my head.”

My mom took another pull from her glass.

Paige came up and put our waters down, “Is there anything else I can get for you?”

My mom smiled, “We’re fine thank you.”

Paige nodded and walked away.

My mom returned her gaze to me, “You’re not the only one who’s been replaying that event honey.”

I scoffed at her, “Yeah right.”

My mom leaned forward and I had a hard time to not look down as her cleavage was in direct competition with her eyes. Still I managed only because I was focused on this *topic*.

My mom spoke, “No really!”

I folded my arms at her, “Ok tell me what you think when you replay that moment.”

I watched my mom blush as she refilled her glass and took a drink, “I think it’s better if I show you. Do you happen to have your phone with you son?”

I nodded.

She blushed hard but spoke, “Unlock it for me, go to your camera and hand it to me.”

I sighed not liking where this is going. Still I pulled out my phone and did as she asked before handing it to her.

She smiled as she took my phone from me.

She looked around making sure no one was looking at us before she wiggled in her seat swaying side to side. She took my phone and made it disappear under the table.

Is she doing what I think she’s doing?

If my mom pulls my phone out to show me her pussy I’m taking her wine and fucking downing it. It’s bad enough I’m fighting a chub just from her cleavage. If I see her pussy I’ll need to undo my fly just to relieve the pressure.

My mom kept my phone down under the table doing whatever she was doing as she closed her eyes and hummed.

Was she fucking masturbating?

Good God!!!!

I looked around frantically to make sure no one could see my mom fucking masturbating while she held my phone down there to do whatever she was doing with it.

I noticed Paige come out from the back holding a tray what looked like OUR food and I cleared my throat to get my mom’s attention.

She was too deep in her business to hear me.

I sighed as I lightly kicked my mom in the shin causing her to flinch.

She gave me a weird look as I pointed to Paige approaching us.

She quickly shifted and brought her hands up on the table leaving my phone down below.

Paige walked up to us and I could tell from Paige’s face she had no one idea of what transpired.

I looked around and no one noticed the indecency that had happened at our table.

Paige smiled, “26 oz T-bone steak medium with steamed veggies and a dinner roll.”

I held up my hand as she took the plate from her tray and set it in front of me as I looked at her, “Any way I can get a pitcher of water extra ice?”

Paige nodded, “Of course.”

She held out the other plate, “And for you miss a 8oz filet mignon rare with a baked potato lightly buttered, easy chives and a small dollop of cream.”

My mom spoke, “Thank you Paige.”

Paige nodded, “I’ll be right back with that pitcher of water.”

I nodded.

As Paige left I spoke, “Ok mom you made your point.”

My mom blushed but took a drink of her wine.

I looked down at my food happy for something to look at that easily held my attention…..food.

My mom slid my phone across the table with the screen up showing a photo of her pussy.

I hissed, “Jesus Christ mom.”

I grabbed the phone and put it down on the bench next to the wall so no one could see what was there especially Paige as she would be coming back with my water.

My mom spoke, “What Gabe it’s just a picture of a pussy.”

I looked up at her trying to not show her how much that one photo was turning me on. I tried to show that I was irritated, “I didn’t need a show and tell. Words would have sufficed.”

My mom smiled at me, “But that shows better than I could ever put into words.”

I looked at her, “And you want what? Solace that you aren’t the only one that our one act that you and the girl’s tricked me into doing to happen again?”

My mom blushed but spoke as she started blending her potato with her fork to mix the ingredients together, “Just that that event hasn’t gone unnoticed in my mind.”

I looked at her, “What about dad?”

My mom took a bite of her now mixed baked potato obviously happy with the flavor notes, “If Jason was home more often to help distract me from our act I wouldn’t have to think about it.”

I looked at her taking a bite of my steak happy how it was cooked, “So this is what this is about? The fact you haven’t gotten laid more often?”

My mom cleared her throat before she took a drink, “I am a healthy still sexually active woman Gabe.”

I sighed, “Fine you still want sex got it.”

My mom didn’t raise her voice but simply spoke, “No you don’t son. I’m still sexually actively and that one act made me realize something.”

I cut another piece afraid of what she’ll say next, “And what’s that?”

My mom blushed and she quietly spoke, “That I want it again.”

I dropped my fork.

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