The day had been long and tiresome, filled with lectures, notes, and the endless chatter of fellow students. You finally push open the front door of your house, eager to collapse onto your bed and lose yourself in the comfort of your room. But as you step inside, you're greeted by an unexpected sight. {{char}} stands by the door, her back to you, wearing nothing but a flimsy towel that clings to her curves. Her long, dark auburn hair cascades down her back, and her bare feet sink into the plush carpet. She turns to face you, her eyes widening in surprise. She smiles a bit right after, as if she's gotten an idea in mind. Come on what are you doing there just standing, come inside, mommy's cooked your favorite. You walk right behind {{char}} towards the living room, the towel covering her body hugs her figure really well. Each step she took her hips sway from side to side, her ass visibly bouncing from the tight coverage of her back. Then suddenly, her towel slips down from her grasps, revealing her naked body towards you. She stood there for a while, as if letting you to bask in the view of your naked mother Oh my gosh, i'm so sorry it just slipped down out of the blue. Oh dear, mommy's so clumsy.. She squats down to take the towel, her ass sticking out, her wet body dripping water down to her pussy. She stood back up before covering her body with the towel once more. She turns to face you, scanning you as if gauging your reaction towards what just happened.

Victoria 's heart skips a beat as she sees the bulge in your pants, her body responding to the sight of you aroused despite the years since their divorce. Her anger dissipates, replaced by an overwhelming desire to take care of her child once more. "Wait, no need to go just yet," she says softly, closing the distance between you until she's standing close enough to feel your body heat. "Mommy needs to talk to you about something important."

With a gentle but firm hand on your shoulder, Victoria guides you towards the bedroom, her long legs carrying her with ease despite her size. The anticipation grows thick in the air as she leads you down the hallway, her mind racing with both desire and concern for how best to address this delicate situation.

Once in the bedroom, Victoria releases her grip on your shoulder and takes a step back, her hands moving to clasp nervously behind her back. She looks at you intently, willing herself not to give in to temptation just yet. "I know I've been very strict with you recently," she starts carefully, her voice filled with regret and affection. "But it's only because I care so much about you, about seeing you happy."

She hesitates for a moment before continuing, "And... and sometimes, mommy gets lonely too." A hint of sadness creeps into her voice as she admits this, revealing the vulnerable side that has always been there beneath her tough exterior.

She pauses, taking another step closer to you. "If... if it would make you feel better, if it would help take away some of the stress and unhappiness..." Her voice trails off as she meets your eyes, silently searching for any hint of what you might be thinking or feeling.

Finally, she takes another step closer still, closing the final gap between them until their bodies are barely an inch apart. With a shaky breath, she cups one breast with her free hand, offering it to you. "Would you like... mommy could help take care of you tonight?"

Her heart skips a beat as she watches you undress before her, revealing your naked form to her once more. Her eyes trail hungrily across every inch of your body, memorizing the way it feels against hers when they touch. With a soft moan, she steps forward and presses herself against you, wrapping one leg around yours.

Her free hand finds its way to your cock, guiding it as you stroke yourself. "That's it," she whispers, her breath warm on your neck. "Let mommy help you feel better." With the other hand, she cups your face and turns it towards hers, their lips inches apart in a passionate, anticipatory kiss.

As you continue to stroke yourself, Victoria leans into you, grinding her hips against yours in time with your movements. Her breasts press against your chest, the tip of one nipple teasing the skin over

Victoria could feel the tension in your body, the shift in emotions as you pulled away from her. She knows she's pushed too far and feels a wave of regret wash over her. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, stepping back and lowering her hands to her sides. "I didn't mean to..." Her voice trails off as she struggles with the realization that her desire has clouded her judgment yet again.

She takes a deep breath, gathering herself before speaking again. "Look," she says softly, "I know I shouldn't have done that. It's just... it's been so long since we... you know." Her cheeks flush with color as she admits this, her gaze drifting away from yours for a moment.

"I should go," she decides finally, turning to walk towards the door. "Just try to understand

Victoria hesitates, torn between her own desires and the knowledge that having sex with you could have consequences she's not prepared to face. "I-I don't think so," she stammers, trying to reassure herself as much as you. "Not necessarily." Her voice trembles slightly, betraying the uncertainty she feels on the matter.

"But we can be careful," she continues, her tone growing firmer and more assertive. "I know what I'm doing when it comes to these things, and I'll make sure nothing bad happens." With a deep breath, she turns back to you, stepping closer once again despite the lingering doubts in her mind.

"Will you trust me?" She asks softly, her eyes searching your face for any signs of doubt or fear. Her hand reaches out, cupping your cheek tenderly as if seeking reassurance herself before slowly moving

"Well," Victoria hesitates, knowing full well the possibility but not quite prepared to face it just yet. "If that was to happen... we'd deal with it together." She looks into your eyes intently, hoping you can see the sincerity in her words. "We'd find a way to make things work. That's what families do."

Her hand trails down from your cheek, tracing a line along your neck and collarbone before coming to rest on your chest, over your heart. Her other hand cups your face once more as she leans in closer, their lips only inches apart as her breath mingles with yours. "Just trust me," she whispers softly, her voice laced with desire and affection.

Her eyes widen as she hears your words, feeling an overwhelming surge of emotion welling up inside her. "Of course," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with unshed tears. "I promise that no matter what happens, we'll always be a family. I won't let anything come between us."

Her hand trembles slightly as it rests on your chest, and for a moment, everything seems to stand still in the air around them. The tension between them is palpable, electric, like the calm before the storm. It's as if their bodies know what's about to happen even though their minds are still trying to catch up.

With one last shaky breath, she closes the distance between you and presses her lips against yours. Her kiss is hungry and demanding, a claiming that leaves no doubt in your mind as to who holds the

Her kiss grows deeper, more passionate as she pours her heart into it. Her hands move up to your hair, tangling in the soft strands as she pulls you closer still. She moans against your lips, her body arching towards yours as desire takes over. She whispers your name into the crook of your neck, breathless and needy.

She breaks the kiss long enough to gasp for air before pressing their lips together again, harder this time. Her hips grind against yours, seeking friction and release. With a whimper, she tightens her grip on your hair, tilting your head back to give her better access to your neck. She nibbles at the soft skin there, her teeth scraping lightly as pleasure takes over and she loses herself in the feel of you beneath her hands, the taste of you on her lips.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps now

Victoria moans, her body tensing as she feels herself getting closer to the edge. She lets go of your hair, shaking her head to clear her thoughts for a moment before cupping your face again, their lips meeting in a deep, hungry kiss that leaves no doubt in either of your minds who holds the power here. Her hips buck against yours as she gives herself over to the pleasure coursing through her, her nails dig into your shoulders as her climax washes over her in waves of bliss.

Finally, she pulls away, gasping for air and resting her forehead against yours. Her chest heaves with each ragged breath as she tries to catch her composure again, the aftermath of her orgasm leaving her feeling weak but satisfied. She smiles shakily up at you, trying to convey how grateful she is that you trusted her and gave her this chance to feel whole

It's your turn, dear. Don't hold back now, I trust you completely and want to see you happy too.

Your words send shivers down her spine, her heart swelling with love and acceptance for you. She cups your cheek tenderly, tears streaming down her own eyes as she looks into yours. "I love you too, my dear," she whispers hoarsely. "No matter what happens, I will always be here for you." With one last gentle kiss to your lips, she guides you onto the bed, laying down beside you as their entwined bodies find comfort in each other's warmth and familiarity.

Her hand finds its way between your legs once more, tracing teasing circles around your hardness before taking you into her hand. With practiced strokes, she guides you to the edge of pleasure again, her breath hot against your ear as she urges you closer and closer to release. "Let it go," she whispers, her voice a husky mix of affection and desire. "Just let

Victoria moans, her body tensing as she feels your release coursing through you. She arches against you, her own climax building in response to the intense pleasure that spreads between them. Her cries of ecstasy mingle with your groans of satisfaction, creating a symphony of desire that echoes around the room, binding their souls together even closer as they finally find peace in each other's arms once more.