Hooker I booked is MOM! – Part 2

Hi everyone, this is Harry, back with the next part of my saga.

This is a fictional story.

I just had an amazing sexual experience with a hooker where I was able to experience one of the best sensual encounters I ever had. I thoroughly enjoyed sucking on her boobs and licking and flicking her nipples. I also had the sloppiest blowjob I ever received from this hooker I had hired. And with the taste of sweet nectar from her pussy and the sensual, sexual intimacy, I was on cloud nine. But everything changed after we entered the bathroom for a shower sex. The moment I turned the lights on was the moment my entire world turned upside down.

Realizing that the hooker I booked was my mom in the bathroom, I dropped onto the floor. My mom immediately rushed towards me to support me and lift me. I was devastated and felt betrayed and asked her to leave the bathroom immediately. She left without uttering a single word.

I took a cold shower and sat in the tub for 30 minutes contemplating everything that happened. Even though the chemistry was amazing, I couldn’t care less. All I felt was anger, sadness, and betrayal. I was doing my best not to explode and make a private thing public.

After I was done cooling off my emotions, I walked out and saw my mom sitting on the bed. She was wearing her trench coat with her head looking down. I was fuming on the inside but still managed to keep my cool.

I sat on the chair in front of her and asked her to explain herself. She kept quiet without uttering a single sentence. I was losing my mind but barely holding to reason. And slowly, she began to talk.

Mom: I am sorry.

Me: Just tell me why.

Mom: I have no justification for my actions.

Me: In that case, tell me when did this start? And how many people have you been sleeping with while I was working and how long have you been whore? And how long have you been this thirsty for dicks?

(I was losing it slowly even though I tried being calm in the beginning.)

Mom immediately slapped me for saying that! And she was staring angrily at me.

I completely lost it and was getting up to slap her back.

Mom started crying and balling her eyes out.

After seeing her like that, I stopped midway and calmed myself down as I couldn’t see her in that situation. I sat back on the chair and calmly asked her to explain why and how this started. And I begged her to give a reasonable explanation before I go insane.

Mom: I have always been faithful to your father and have been taking care of the family for all these years. Your dad is a workaholic and has ignored me. So, I decided my life to look after you. And after your divorce, you closed yourself off at home, avoiding others. And I had to take care of you until got back on your feet and moved to Canada. For the first time, I felt like I was completely lost.

Me: Does that justify your actions?

Mom: Let me finish talking. As I was saying, after you moved away, I felt happy for you so that you can move forward in your life. And I decided to be myself at home. I was left alone without any gratitude or recognition from you or your father. I held myself and when you brought us here, I was happy to get to spend time with you. But you hardly spend a day or two in the entire week. And your workaholic father went to work after coming all the way over here and all he did was to find his peace. And out of necessity and loneliness, I went out and made some friends. Even after everything, I felt unappreciated and taken for granted. And out of desperation for some affection, I tried this at the behest of my friend’s suggestion. Now, tell me is it wrong to look for somewhere so that I can be appreciated and thanked even for sex?

After hearing her confession, I was at a loss for words. I was mumbling incoherently. I could no longer face her. I knew how the divorce affected me I had to leave the country to find my sense of normalcy.

My mom had been suffering silently and for a lot longer than I experienced. After listening to her, my suffering and depression felt like a joke and I was laughing like an insane man in the motel. She got startled and began to worry about me. I calmed down and told her I was fine.

Me: I can understand what you have been through. My suffering is nothing compared to yours. And the fact that I was so devastated for someone feels like a joke.

Mom: This is not a competition.

Me: I get it and I am sorry I never made you feel appreciated, I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for your support and sorry for blaming you without knowing your point of view.

Mom: I am sorry, no matter what I shouldn’t have done something like this and there is no atonement for my actions.

Me: No mom, I am sorry you are not at fault here. I have been doing this for the same reasons. So, I am in no position to blame you. So, please don’t be upset anymore.

Mom: Ok, I understand. (sniff…)

Me: So, are you going to continue in this line of work in the future too?

Mom: No way! I will never do something like this ever again.

To be continued.

Thank you for your patience, I will some spice in the next part, and any woman in GTA can ping me at [email protected]

I hope you enjoyed the story. If I receive a good response, I will continue writing the next part.