His Mom, My Pleasure Girl
Praise Joseph · Ongoing · 138.8k Words
Introduction
Sarah shook her head. Alex was her son's best friend. He was twenty two and Sarah was forty five and divorced.
“Whatever this is, it has to stop, Alex,” she said, trying to sound stern.
But she could feel her resolve cracking.
“You're not going to want me to stop when I touch you tonight, mama,” Alex said.
His hands stayed in his pockets and his eyes remained dark with desire.
“This is crazy,” she muttered.
He nodded.
“Crazy is a word I want to hear you say tonight when I pin you down on your bed and make love to you.”
Sarah knew she would not be able to fight this off.
This was the peak of her confusion. She was desiring a boy of twenty two and she was ready to submit herself to him. She should be ashamed that she let herself feel desire.
She should be afraid that the body of a twenty two years old boy called out to her and her body responded.
What would happen when her son found out?
What would her ex husband say when he heard that she got in a scandal over sleeping with her son's best friend just one year after their separation was finalized?
Won't he call her a terrible mother like he's always claimed she is?
Won't she lose business deals when she gets into a scandal?
There was too much at stake and she wasn't willing to risk it on the bed of pleasure.
But Alex was still looking at her. When he spoke, it was with authority.
“Take off your top and let me see your breasts, mama,” he commanded.
Chapter 1
"Alex? What are you doing here?” Sarah asked for the second time since her eyes flew open and found him reclining against the dressing table.
There was alarm in her eyes, but he didn't seem to share in her panic.
He was wearing a tank top that revealed his strong arms. He had a wicked smile on his lips and his hair fell over his face in soft waves.
“I like being here. And I love the view of you,” he said mischievously.
“It's not funny, it's past 12am and everyone is in their beds. Get to bed now.”
“Don't scold me now, mama,” he said.
His voice dripped with lust, the kind that made Sarah blink. She sat up, rubbing her forehead and trying to process things.
“Alex, you're going to get me in trouble with my son. How did you sneak in here?” She asked.
One hand went to the front of her night dress. His eyes followed her hand.
“Can you relax, mama? I just wanted to look at your beautiful face while you sleep,” he said.
Sarah shook her head. Alex was her son's best friend and she didn't think she wanted him to come so close. He was supposed to be in the guest room after a long night of playing games with her son, Mark.
“Alex, you're twenty two and I'm forty five. You can't want to flirt with me, much less find me attractive,” she said.
He folded his arms, his eyebrows shooting up.
“You're explaining to me why I shouldn't want you, uhn?”
“No, you know what I mean, Alex.”
Sarah got off the bed and slid her feet into her slippers. His eyes followed her feet and he licked his lips.
“I want to lick your toes, Sarah. I want to suck on those pretty toes,” he said.
He swallowed, making Sarah take in a deep breath.
She hated the fact that she was so weak to his advances.
Her senses screamed at her to send him away, but she didn't have the strength to.
She didn't want to.
“Please just leave now. I don't want Mark to—”
“I'm sure Mark can handle knowing that his friend wants to suck his Mama's toes and lick her pussy.”
Sarah gasped, her hand going over her mouth.
He took a step towards her and she sat back on the bed.
She could see now that he had a growing erection. His dick was well outlined under his trousers, and she found herself wanting him. She could feel the moisture between her legs.
“Alex…..”
“Relax, mama. I want to do only things that will make you scream my name in pleasure,” he assured her.
His eyes were dark. He wanted her and she could see it in those eyes.
He was much taller than her. He was looming over her and she felt little tingles as he took another step closer, slowly eating up the space between them.
“Alex you can't come any closer. This is insane. Mark would be outraged,” she said as she rubbed her hands. “Not to talk of your other friends… who's not going to laugh at the fact that you fucked your best friend's mother?”
Alex shook his head.
“You're letting the unnecessary things bother you. You want to be fucked by me. Forget everything else.”
“Well I can't,” she said, her voice small.
Sarah had just had her divorce after one whole year of fighting for it. She had not been touched by a man in two years and she wanted to believe that her hormones were messing with her. But that was not the case.
From the first day she'd met Alex a year ago, she'd sensed something pass between them.
“Sarah,” he called and she looked up.
“I know you want me. From the first day I found you alone in this house trying to fix that leaky faucet, I've wanted you.”
“Wanting me is not reason enough to come in here and try to seduce me.”
She shuddered at her own tone.
Alex took a step back and reclined on the dressing table again.
He stared at her for long, watching her small pretty face. Her hair framed her face, making her look even twenty years younger.
Sarah wanted to send him away because she was older, but Alex knew that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
She wasn't a reckless woman. Being with him was not going to be a reckless decision.
“Come up to me, Sarah. I have to be sure you don't want me.”
She looked up at him, a slight frown on her face.
Then she got up and walked to him.
His hand went around her waist.
“See?” He whispered huskily against her ears. “You want me. You want me to pin you against that bed and make love to you all night.”
Sarah swallowed.
She was letting a boy her son's age dominate her.
She was CEO of Sarah's Interior Decor, but a twenty two year old fresh graduate was dominating her in her own bedroom.
She tried to step away but his grip got firmer.
Her nipples rubbed against his chest, the fabrics against her skin making her even more needy.
“Please….you have to leave now,” she whispered.
But his mouth was already trailing down her neck.
“Your body doesn't seem to want that, mama,” he teased, his voice even huskier. The bulge of his erection pressed against her stomach.
“Please…..”
“Shhhh.”
His mouth trailed back to her mouth and his lips rubbed against hers.
Her eyes were closed. Slowly, he cupped her breast, his thumb rubbing against her nipples from the soft fabric of her night dress.
“Looks like you don't exactly want me to leave now, do you, mama?”
“Alex….”
“That'll be all, mama. Be a good girl and let me pleasure you.”
His hand slid into the front of her night dress and his skin touched hers in an electrifying connection.
A moan escaped her lips.
Alex smiled.
“You're a good girl, mama.”
Sarah woke up. It was a dream. A fucking wet dream featuring her son's best friend!
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Last Updated: 8/5/2026#113 Chapter 113 The Authority
Last Updated: 8/4/2026#112 Chapter 112 Capital Injection
Last Updated: 7/18/2026#111 Chapter 111 Knowing Places
Last Updated: 7/17/2026#110 Chapter 110 New Realities
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Last Updated: 7/15/2026#108 Chapter 108 The Friend And The Lover
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