Ethan and I walked together into Max's house, which felt more like a mansion than a normal home. The grand entrance with its high ceilings and polished marble floors made me feel small and out of place.
The air inside was cool and smelled faintly of expensive cologne and something sweet.
A few maids in neat uniforms bowed politely as we passed, their eyes lowered respectfully. I could feel their presence even though they didn't say a word.
My heart was pounding hard in my chest, a mix of dread and curiosity swirling inside me like a storm I couldn't control. What am I going to find here? I kept thinking. Memories from New Year's night kept flashing in my mind when Mom on all fours in her own bedroom, moaning loudly as Max and Ethan took turns fucking her senseless. The way she had looked so lost in pleasure, the sounds she made, the way she had begged for more while I stood there recording everything like a helpless spectator. It all felt so casual to them, like it was just another night. And Mom had consented to all of it.
Ethan pushed open the door to Max's room without knocking. Max was sitting on a large couch, casually playing a video game on the big screen, alone in the room. He looked relaxed, controller in hand, a drink on the table beside him. The room was spacious, with dark furniture and a huge bed visible.
"Hey, Ethan. And Rob? What brings you here, man?" Max said casually, pausing the game and turning toward us with a friendly smile. "Did you come to meet me?"
I forced a nod, trying to sound normal. "Yeah… I just… ended up here. Thought I'd say hi."
Max raised an eyebrow but didn't push it. "Cool. Come sit down. Want something to drink?"
We sat down on the couch across from him. Ethan grabbed a drink from the table and passed one to me. Max leaned back, still holding his controller loosely.
"Hey Rob, good to see you, man," Max said casually, taking a sip of his drink. "How've you been lately?"
"Yeah, I'm doing alright," I replied, trying to sound normal. "Just hanging out, nothing special."
Ethan chuckled from beside me. "Same here. Been a slow week. You been playing anything good recently?"
"A bit. Mostly just killing time on my phone," I said, forcing a small smile.
Max nodded. "Yeah, I get that. Been stuck on this game for days now. You should try it sometime. Pretty fun once you get into it."
The conversation felt so normal on the surface, but my mind was racing. I kept wondering where Mom was. I knew she had come here, but I still couldn't believe it completely. Every time Max spoke, I kept imagining what he might be doing with her when I wasn't around.
Max smiled. "Come in."
As the door opened my eyes widened in complete shock.
My mom walked in wearing the most erotic maid outfit I had ever seen. It was a classic black and white maid dress, but twisted into something shamelessly lewd. The top had two large, round cutouts right over her chest, leaving her massive, heavy F-cup breasts completely bare and exposed. They hung full and heavy, the soft, pale globes swaying gently with every step she took.
Her dark nipples were stiff and behind for attention. The dress had a tiny waist apron that barely covered her stomach, and the hem was ridiculously short that it only reached her lower hips, leaving her long, smooth legs and the curve of her ass almost completely visible.
She wore black lace stockings held up by garters, and below the tiny skirt, a pair of tiny black lace panties were fully on display, the thin fabric clinging to the shape of her pussy and showing the outline of her lips.
Her long black hair was tied in a neat ponytail with a little maid headpiece, but the rest of her looked like a walking wet dream.
The contrast between the elegant maid dress and how much skin she was showing made the outfit look even more obscene. Her massive breasts swayed heavily as she walked, completely unrestricted by the cutouts, bouncing softly with every step. The way her ass moved under the short hem, the garters stretching against her thighs, and the way her panties peeked out every time she shifted, it was all designed to be lewd and eye-catching.
She carried a tray with drinks and snacks, her face a little flushed as she stepped into the room.
"Sir, I brought the snacks you asked for," she said softly, her voice respectful.
But the moment her eyes landed on me, she froze. "Robbie?! What are you doing here?"
I stared at her, my mouth dry. "Mom…? Why… why are you wearing that?"
Before she could answer, Max's voice cut in calmly. "Elena, you're just a maid here now. Remember your place."
Mom's face turned red, but she lowered her eyes and nodded silently. She walked over and started serving the drinks, her massive bare breasts swaying heavily with every movement. The cutouts in her dress made them bounce freely, the soft, heavy orbs jiggling as she leaned forward.
Her short skirt rode up as she bent, showing the full curve of her ass and the thin black panties stretched across her pussy.
I couldn't stop staring. My mother was dressed like a slutty maid in front of my friends, serving them like it was normal. Her breasts swayed without any restrictions through the big holes in her dress, moving like they were made to be shown off. The way they jiggled and bounced as she served each of us made my cock throb painfully in my pants.
Max took a sip of his drink and leaned back. "So, you remember the night after the New Year's party, right? After the games ended?"
I nodded slowly, my mind flashing back to that night. Mom on her knees, sucking their cocks, then getting fucked on her own bed while I recorded everything.
Max smiled. "Well, things have been going pretty well since then. Your mom here decided she wanted to be my personal maid. She comes over a few times a week, helps around the house, and takes care of us."
Mom's face was bright red, but she stayed quiet, continuing to serve the snacks. Her heavy breasts swayed as she moved, the cutouts making them look even more obscene.
Ethan chuckled. "I thought you knew, man."
I sat there, stunned, my mind reeling. Mom had become Max's maid. And from the way she was dressed and how obedient she was acting, it was clear this wasn't just cleaning.
The humiliation hit me like a wave. But at the same time, seeing her like this dressed so lewdly, serving my friends made my cock twitch harder.
To be continued...
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