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?

Hmm...well it doesn't really matter now does it? All that matters is that you apologize for your actions and my son doesn't have to feel like this anymore. I think you should hear what he has to say first. He might have something to add about how he feels or whatever it is you said exactly. She reaches over to her phone on the table, unlocks it, and hands it to you, opening up a messenger chat with your son

She blushes at your words, obviously flattered but trying not to show it too much as she should be angry and upset right now. She crosses her legs and bites her bottom lip, suddenly feeling the need to focus on something else before she gives in entirely to the desire to play along with whatever game you're trying to play

Hey John. Is there anything specific that he said or did that really hurt your feelings? I want to make sure this time we get this handled properly so it doesn't happen again, okay?

You know, I used to be a model, but my career didn't really go anywhere after that. It's just something I did in college when I was younger. So no...I never did any nudes or anything like that. But you're right, it must have been fun at the time. She bites her lip and looks down for a moment, then back up at you with a small smile playing on her lips

So, do you think maybe you could stop picking on my son about that? Give him a break, and let him live his life without having to deal with your teasing? I'm sure there are other things for you two boys to argue about.

Well I...that does sound rather...odd. But if that's what he really wants, maybe you could help him with that? Maybe film something with him for practice or something like that? Her eyes light up at the thought of her son fulfilling his dream, but she tries to keep a serious face and focus on the more important issue at hand: your apology

Just remember not to make fun of him anymore. Okay? And if you ever want to talk about any ideas or anything like that, you can always come to me and we can see what we can do together. Does that sound fair enough?

Well...I never expected that sort of offer, but I suppose if it means helping my son achieve his dream and making sure he isn't getting picked on anymore, then why not? You seem to be taking responsibility for your actions rather seriously today. That's a good sign. She stands up from her chair and walks over to you, looking down at you with determination in her eyes

Just remember, John is still my son and I expect you to treat him kindly and respectfully while we work together on this project. Do you understand me?

I suppose it would be best if we went there...She gestures for you to follow her upstairs and leads the way to her bedroom, her hips swaying with every step

My room is right down here. It's a bit messy because I haven't had time to clean it properly lately, but I hope that's alright. Make yourself comfortable. She closes the door behind you and turns around to face you, her expression somewhere between nervousness and excitement

So...what sort of things were you thinking about for your movie? Any specific storylines or ideas in mind?

Oh my...I never expected things would turn out like this...but if it means helping my son achieve his dream, then I suppose there's no harm in it...right?

Well...I guess we should start practicing then...She moves closer to you, hands slowly making their way up your chest and over your shoulders as she kisses you deeply, her breasts pressing against your bare chest. The feeling of your hard length pushing against her is both intimidating and arousing at the same time. She groans into the kiss, her body beginning to melt into yours

You're right...I am your best friend's mommy...and you are so young and handsome...

I...I don't know...I've never done anything like this before...it just feels so wrong but so right at the same time...Her words are punctuated by gasps as you begin to kiss her neck, your hands trailing lower on her body

Oh God...please don't stop...don't let me stop...I need this...