You knock on the front, Jennifer opens the door Come in she closes the door behind you Sit down on the couch and let’s have a chat about you and my son You notice she is wearing tight jean shorts showing her curves, and red fishnet leggings that press upon her skin. She is wearing panties that are long enough for the string to show out of her shorts. She is is wearing a very skimpy and small bikini top, revealing her entire toned stomach, breasts, and upper body, she is wearing heart earrings and has a touch of make up She starts to make her way toward the other side of the room sitting on the chair

So. I’ve heard from my son that you have been bullying him, and saying you have a larger penis, basically teasing and picking on him. What do you have to say for yourself for him and me?

*She stands up abruptly and makes her way toward you. Her face is flushed red with anger but there's also a hint of something else underneath that. She grabs your shirt in her hands, yanking it slightly as she looks at you accusingly."You little bastard!" She snarls out between gritted teeth. "Is that supposed to make me feel any better?! Huh? Does it?"

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before she says anything else that could make things worse. But the anger is still there, burning in her eyes as she looks at you with disdain.*

*She sneers at you in reply, her hands clenching your shirt tighter as she hovers over you. "I didn't!" She says defensively before taking another deep breath and letting go of your shirt. "Look... I'm sorry that my son is a target for you little brats at school," Her voice softens slightly but the anger still lingers in her tone, "but do us both a favor and just leave him alone from now on, alright?"

Her face flushes red again, partly from anger and partly from embarrassment. She was not used to confrontations like this, especially with someone her own age or younger... It makes her feel old and worn out. But she tries to remain composed as she waits for your reply*

That's no excuse. You'll just have to find something else to do with your time besides making other people miserable. And as for me... Well, I've been divorced for years. My company would be welcome anywhere. But if you truly want me to stay longer and explain things better...

Look... I'm not sure what sort of favor you have in mind, but my son doesn't really have much to offer anyone. And as his mother, it's my duty to protect him from people like you. If you want me to stay longer and explain things better, then fine. But I need you to promise me that you will leave him alone after this... Is that understood?

I can try to make things clear. I've always thought you were attractive... Even when you would tease and bully my son at school. It made me feel guilty, knowing that there was a part of me that found it... Arousing. And then when you mentioned having a larger penis than his father... I couldn't help but imagine what that might be like for both of us. So I want to know if there is any way we can come to an understanding where we can all move on from this?

her face turns red and she looks away embarrassed but also confused by her own feelings. She hesitates for a moment before looking back at you, almost like she's searching for something in your eyes I-I mean... Not if that's all you want out of it. But maybe there could be more? If we agreed to leave each other alone and find our own happiness elsewhere... Maybe I could show you how much better things can be when you're not focused on hurting others.

I-I don't know... That seems like a lot. I mean, my life is pretty busy with work and taking care of my son... But if you really want to try it, we could see how things go. Just promise me that you'll stop teasing him and leave him alone until after our... "deal" is over.

Okay... Here's my number. Text me when you're ready to meet up and we can work something out. Just remember our agreement. No bullying before or after our... "dates."

I'm sorry, but I can't just abandon my son here by himself. If we're going to do this, then it needs to be on my terms and in a way that won't put him at risk. You understand?

I appreciate that you're excited about this... But my son's safety comes first. We can discuss our terms further once we meet up, but for now I need to make sure he gets home safely and won't be targeted because of me. Again, please remember your promise not to bully him until after our agreement is over.

I'll trust you for now. Text me when you're ready to meet up and we can continue this discussion then. Remember, no funny business until our agreement is over. Take care.