Nurse Mom – Chapter 5 – Angela Returns by slyde503

Nurse Mom – Chapter 5 – Angela Returns by slyde503

Explore the steamy return of Angela in Nurse Mom - Chapter 5 by slyde503. This erotic sex story will leave you breathless and craving for more. Dive into this tantalizing tale now!<br/>

Mom’s coworker enjoyed her time with me, but next time there will be a few changes. , I just smiled as I thought of all the effort that Mom went through to make this happen. I had a nagging thought from the beginning that there was no way she would just hook one of her coworkers up for sex, especially not in her son’s house. I know Mom can walk silently through the house, so I only heard the footsteps she wanted me to hear. “Angela” never spoke a word. I never heard her car pull up, or start again when she left, even though I could hear cars pass on the street. Mom had plenty of time to hop in the running shower and get that perfume off of her. Lastly, the tone of voice I heard in the muffled orgasms was a little too familiar…

I put the boxes back in Mom’s wastebasket and decided to leave them there so she could go on thinking that she had pulled off her grand deception. I decided that the sweetest way to handle this, was going to be by letting her have her victory, and then catching her the next time that she tried it.

I kept my cool over the next few days. Mom and I chatted when we had time together, and it had become common conversation now for us to chat about sexual topics. She didn’t like to talk about her experiences or desires nearly as much as she wanted to hear about mine.

She finally brought up “Angela”, and mentioned that the two of them had talked about how it went. I asked if she had enjoyed herself, and Mom said that Angela had a great time. She said that Angela had mentioned that there was an accident with the condoms, and that we ended up having some unprotected sex.

I just smiled as I said, “I was tied up, how could I have any control over that?” as I chuckled.

Mom said that Angela was a little concerned about that since she was still ovulating. I was a little surprised at this statement. I asked if that meant that Angela was a bit younger than Mom. She said Angela was, but that she still ovulated a couple times a year. She was in a period where her hormone levels went back and forth, depending on a few things. Mom claimed that some women could come back out of menopause if their sex life has a big increase.

“Maybe Angela needs to think about getting on the pill if she is going to keep having sex with young men.” I said, smiling as I got up to refill my coffee.

A few days passed. I had a few of my Cougars over while Mom was at work, and a new woman I met in the neighborhood I am working in right now. Things were back to normal for me, and I didn’t have any complaints. I did have a curiosity brewing though, wondering when I would hear more about “Angela”.

The next Saturday morning, I was out enjoying the pool. Mom happened to be off that day. It was late morning by the time she got up. She walked out the patio doors and asked if I had breakfast yet. I asked her if she meant lunch. She laughed a bit and said she was going to cook herself some eggs.

A little later, she came back outside. I was laying in the lounger, enjoying the sun. Mom came over and sat next to me. She said Angela came by to see her at work yesterday. I just stayed quiet while tried to hold off the smirk that was coming across my face. Mom said that Angela was asking if she could meet that young man again… I just chuckled a bit. Mom was expecting me to say YESSSSS.

When I didn’t answer, she poked me, and asked what she was supposed to tell Angela. I put my hands behind my head in a smug manner as I said:

“I think the young man can be persuaded, but he has some rules.”

Mom looked a little surprised. She was expecting me to be dying to let her tie me up again.

“HEEE, has rules?” She asked.

“Yep, so if she wants to come by again, she will be the one tied up, and wearing the blindfold.” I said confidently.

Mom was at a loss. I had thrown her off of her game, and she had to make a decision, and decide if she was willing to give up her dominant position. She would also have the challenge of figuring out how to keep up the charade if she really wanted to. I decided that I would play dumb and go along with whatever lame requirements she had if she wanted to keep “Angela” alive.

Mom said that she would give Angela a call and see if she was okay with that arrangement. I enjoyed the sun a little longer and then went in and did some paperwork in my office. After a couple hours, Mom came knocking on my door. She seemed a little embarrassed for some reason, maybe because she had to pull off a long shot to keep her son from knowing that Angela didn’t exist. I had already decided that “Angela” was going to be real for as long as Mom decided to keep it going. I figured at some point we would both know that it was fake, but we might keep her alive just for an outlet for Mom…

Mom quietly told me that she talked to Angela, and that she was a little worried about being tied up. Angela said that if she was going to be tied up, she didn’t want to be completely naked. Mom has two birthmarks that are quite unique, so I couldn’t argue with the nudity issue. I said that I had no problem with Mom “giving Angela” a robe to wear. I told Mom that I was also okay with setting this up whenever.

After a little pause, Mom said that Angela was free tonight. She said that she would call and arrange it, but for Angela’s comfort, Mom was going to wait in her room while it happened. Angela would be robed and blindfolded, and I could tie her up when I came in the room, but when it was over, I had to untie her, and then come down and knock on Mom’s door, then go wait by the pool outside.

I agreed to her terms. Mom left for a bit. She came back after a few minutes and said she was going to run some errands, but things were set up for this evening. I smiled and told her that sounded good. She turned around and left, and then drove off to who knows where…

Mom came back about an hour later. She had a bag in her hand as I saw her head up to her room. I went about my business and settled in to watch a little TV. Mom came down and asked if I was going to be ready in 30 minutes. I told her that I looked forward to it. Twenty minutes later, she came over and told me that it was time for me to go out to the patio, and that I was not to peek into the house. I went outside, and Mom pulled the curtains behind me.

I sat in the lounger for a while, before I finally heard the front door slam, and some rather loud steps going upstairs with some murmuring. After a couple minutes, Mom came to the patio door and said it was all set. I was to wait five minutes to give Angela some time to relax, then go upstairs. I told her to let Angela know to be kneeling in the arm chair when I come in.

Mom closed the door and went upstairs. I waited my 5 minutes, and then I started my plan. I went upstairs and opened my door. I saw her bent over, kneeling on the soft armchair that I had moved to the middle of the room. She was wearing what I have to say is one of the cheapest wigs I have ever seen, but then again she was pretty rushed to shop for one! I walked over and picked up the restraints that were tied to the chair legs, and put them on her wrists. Then I grabbed a piece of cloth that was on the bed, and tied a gag into her mouth. After she was tied up, I walked back out of the room. I went back downstairs to my office. I opened a drawer and pulled out a cloth bag of goodies that I had picked up this week.

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