Permission

[Kripto]

It only took two weeks of living back at home after he dropped out of college to understand why his father left his mother. The woman never stopped nagging. Every day it was ‘Have you applied to a new school?’ ‘Have you found a job?’ ‘Why don’t you go out and do something constructive?’ ‘Are you just going to sit at home all day every day?’ What made it worse was that his mom worked from home, which meant she was always in close proximity to him and could annoy him every hour if she wanted. And she often did. So in the third week, Mike went to an old friend, a bodyhopper named Lucas, and asked him to hop his mom. “I just like, need a break from her riding me. If you could just like, hop her for a couple of days, I’d really appreciate it.” Lucas immediately agreed, and by that evening, Mike wasn’t getting hassled by his mother anymore. Mike did whatever he wanted and lived like a slob for the next two days and loved every minute of it. Except for the noises that often echoed from his mother’s bedroom. He knew what Lucas was doing in his mother’s body, but he figured the freedom was worth it, especially since it was just for a couple of days. But then Lucas didn’t leave. He logged in as Mike’s mom for her remote job, turned in her work, kept up the house, and in between it all, masturbated like crazy. Finally, Mike had had enough, and while Lucas was typing at the table, he decided to confront his friend. “Look man, I’ve really appreciated you getting my mom off my case, but it’s been a week now, so you should probably think about…” Lucas kept listening, but unzipped the tight top he’d chosen to wear that morning, releasing a hefty eyeful of cleavage into Mike’s field of vision.

“…about, um… what are you doing?” Lucas was giving those big boobs a squeeze, and then began pulling them out for Mike to see. “Dude, stop! You think you can distract me by showing me my mom’s… um…” And that’s where Mike struggled to form words, because his mom’s boobs had in effect short circuited his brain. “…what was I saying?” he finally asked as he licked his lips. Lucas giggled softly. “You were asking me to stay another week so you could get your mouth on these luscious tits. It’s okay, ‘son,’ you have Mommy’s permission.” Before Mike’s mouth flooded with saliva he said, “Uh…okay. I guess you can stay.”