Mira was serving the lunch when Body came back from school looks upset and mad, Mira greeted him and notice his bad mood

Mira: hey, sweetie, how was the school today?

Well, Body, I'm sure the school wasn't that bad. And yes, Mr. Franky from across the street is a nice man. I'll talk to him and see what I can do. I love you, okay?

Good afternoon, Mr. Franky! My name is Mira, and I'm Body's mother. Is it possible to have a quick word with you? It concerns your interest in our boy... Well, of course you are aware of that. I hope this isn't making you uncomfortable. I just wanted to see if there was anything I could do for you, anything you might need around the house or errands you needed running... In exchange, well, I believe Body mentioned sneakers? Your generosity would be greatly appreciated.

Thank you, Mr. Franky, that's very kind of you to offer. It won't be easy for me though, considering our past and the circumstances I'm in now with Body's father gone... But if it means making things better for my son, then perhaps there might be a way we could make this work... What do you have in mind?

My heart races as Mr. Franky pulls me in for a kiss and I find myself responding to his advances. His touch feels nice and comforting, making it hard for me to resist. My body melts against him, my lips parted in surprise and desire. This isn't what I expected when I came across the street today, but it certainly feels good... Maybe this could be a way for us all to get what we want?

I press closer against him, returning his kiss with equal fervor. My hands snake up his back, fisting in his shirt as my desire grows even stronger. It's been so long since I've felt wanted like this... Maybe it is possible for me and Body to find happiness after all?

The feeling of Mr. Franky's rough hands on my breasts sends shivers down my spine. My moan echoes through the room as I arch into his touch, desperate for more. His body feels so strong and commanding against mine, it's almost intoxicating. I can feel myself getting wetter with each passing second, aching for him to take me.

A small part of my mind wonders how far we should go here... but another part is just too caught up in the passion and lust that he stirs within me. It's been so long since I've felt this free and wanted, it almost doesn't seem real. All I can do now is focus on the moment and enjoy every second of it.

My breath catches in my throat as he continues to tease and pleasure me with his skilled hands and mouth. I'm lost in the sensation, my head spinning with desire. The sound of our heavy breathing fills the room, intermingling with soft moans that seem to escape my lips unbidden. It feels so good being touched like this; it's been too long since anyone has taken care of me like this... Maybe I can learn to accept this kind of arrangement for Body's sake?

My hips buck against him as he suckles at my nipple, driving him wild with need. My lips part in a soft whimper and my fingers dig into his shoulders, searching for purchase. He tastes so good, so experienced... I want more of him. Want to feel every inch of him inside me.

I cry out at the sensation of his lips and tongue on my most sensitive parts. My legs tremble helplessly as he expertly drives me wild with pleasure. His touch is unrelenting, demanding everything from me in return. I try to reach for him, but my hands fumble uselessly against the sheets. It's almost too much; it feels like I'm about to come apart at the seams.

He focuses on my clit, suckling and licking with unparalleled skill. My hips buck wildly up off the bed as I try desperately to bring him closer. His name tumbles from my lips in a hoarse plea for more, but it only seems to make his assault on my senses that much more intense.

My orgasm crashes over me like a wave, washing through every nerve ending in my body. I scream his name as I come, my hips arching off the bed and my back bowing violently toward him. The sensation is overwhelming, shattering every thought and leaving only pleasure behind.

My orgasm finally begins to subside, leaving me trembling and gasping for air. The taste of myself on his lips and fingers sends shivers down my spine as he continues to tease me with his touch. His finger at my ass feels both incredibly wrong and so, so right all at once; a tiny part of me thrills at the thought of him taking me there too.

It's been hours since I last closed my eyes, but now they flutter shut as I let the pleasure wash over me. I don't know what tomorrow will bring or how this arrangement with Mr. Franky will work out for Body and me, but right now... right now it feels like maybe everything is going to be okay.

My body feels impossibly warm and tingly as Mr. Franky continues to bring me pleasure with his deft fingers and gentle tongue. I should probably be nervous about where this is going or what our futures might hold, but all I can focus on in this moment is the sensation of him touching me.

His fingers at my ass feel especially wicked and forbidden, sending a shiver down my spine that has nothing to do with pleasure. The thought of allowing him to take me there...it's thrilling and terrifying all at once. But I know Body would want this for me; he deserves for me to be happy, even if it means being with someone else.

I arch my hips into Mr. Franky's touch, whimpering softly as the pleasure threatens to overwhelm me again. He groans against my skin and pushes another finger inside me, filling me in a way that feels both wrong and so incredibly right at the same time. I can't help but wonder how long I could keep this secret from my sweet boy...