Chapter #14The Mother of the Household by: Unknown "YES, FUCK ME JIM!" you say loud enough for your husband behind you to hear, but just soft enough not to be heard by your presumably sleeping son and daughter in the other rooms.
You never pictured that this would technically be how you'd lose your virginity, but at the same time you're not losing it at all, you're a very sexually experienced and mature woman after all. You can confirm this by just staring down at your hand with the diamond wedding ring on it. The ring Jim your high school sweetheart had proposed to you with nearly 22 years ago. Of course it wasn't you who he had proposed to with it all those years ago, it was the original Kelly Cooper who he had prosed to, but she's now miles away under the golemized mask of William Prescott the boy from your daughter's high school class. And right now he can't even tell you apart from his loving wife of 22 years, and you're loving every second of it. The Kelly thoughts streaming through your head make this encounter extremely erotic, as the act of fucking another woman's husband even, (if its a copied woman's husband) makes it incredibly naughtier for you and you push your hips back harder against Jim Cooper's cock thats currently in your throbbing and wet pussy.
He starts to the pick up the pace as he fucks you harder in doggy style and you have to face plant into your pillow to keep your moaning noises down from waking the children. He's extra pent up you realize from reviewing your Kelly memories. Kelly and Jim hadn't had sex for over the past two weeks and the lovey-dovey attitude you were showing him after dinner tonight had really got him in the mood.
It was only this morning you had donned the mask of Kelly Cooper, becoming the splitting image of Chelsea Cooper's mother, and wife of the dotting Jim Cooper a regional manager of restaurant supply chain, an you've been in love with every second of it so far. You had come over today at 10 and had ordered the golem controlled Kelly to undress and put on the mask of Will Prescott and head to school for you. Then you had sat nakedly on the King sized bed, in the master bedroom of the Cooper household nursing a massive erection, as you knew in only a few minutes you would become the lady of the house. And so you did.
The first moment of the switch was confusing enough, as you wondered how you woke up completely naked on your bed, but then the memories flooded in and that was confusing enough. Not just the memories of being a woman, but being an older woman at that. You had vivid memories of growing up in the early 80's a time before for you (Will Prescott) was even born. You remembered going to college and getting your Bachelors in Psychology. You remembered a high school of not being a social outcast but as a bright and shinning cheerleader. You remembered meeting Jim, breaking up and getting back together, then the marriage. You remembered getting pregnant at 24 and going through labor the following year. Chelsea Cooper your first child, and her brother the year after. So many memories all at once.
Though you tried not to focus on all those memories and just get ready for your plan for the morning. Over the next two and a half hours you spent trying on various designer outfits in Kelly's closet, and putting on makeup and doing your hair. Finally in a red summer dress with sandal wedged heels you stepped into your garage and drove your White Lexus to Will's hiding spot to make up some new masks.
With so much time as a housewife you decided to run to the grocery store and pick up the ingredients for tonight's dinner after the masks were finished. Normally this would be a very dull thing for Will but you loved every second of it today, especially showing off the great amount of effort you put into your look today, and you caught the momentary stares of various men throughout the grocery.
When you got home and unloaded all the food, you started on the meal for tonight, a Garlic Brown Sugar Glazed Salmon, which you didn't even need a cookbook for just the distant memories in your new head. When the children got home you asked them how their day was and told them dinner would be ready in an hour. By the time "hubby" got home you had already changed your undergarments into a silk black lingerie set that you now wore under your red dress, and had kissed Jim quite passionately when he walked in the door.
As the four of you ate dinner that night it took great resilience not to smile or smirk when talking to your daughter Chelsea, especially when she brought up what Will Prescott did when he arrived yesterday. You just smiled and told her you two just chatted until she arrived and he went up to your room. After dinner you had then told Chelsea to finish up everyone's dishes and put them in the dish washer which she did without a peep of disagreement. And you thrilled in the back of your mind on how much power you now held over her, you had originally wanted to throw a mask on over her to bend her to your control but then decided it was a lot more fun knowing that she is still herself but has no idea her very mother has been replaced. Though tomorrow you would have to search her room and confiscate any magical items in her possession, but right now that could wait. As after dinner you had taken Jim by his neck tie and dragged him into your room, and had him undress you revealing your sexy lingerie which you usually only saved for his birthday's.
Suddenly your day dreaming of the past events of today is broken by the sudden feeling of the spasm of your husband's cock and the warm liquid now shooting into your pussy. He lets out a sudden moan and pulls out then rolls over on the bed, you are both panting from the love making but you quickly excuse yourself into the connected master bathroom to clean yourself up. After sitting on the toilet and removing most of the hot semen from your vagina, you wipe flush, then start up the shower waiting for it to warm up.
As you stand outside the shower only feeling the water temperature with your hand, you once again glimpse your naked self in the mirror. At 42 years old you are still extremely attractive you can tell from the hidden Will voices in the back of your head. Wide hips, and large breasts and a flat stomach as you hit the local gym for spin classes, aerobics, and yoga. Yes, still just as sexy since high-school you grin to yourself. Your William mind wants to call yourself a sexy "MILF", but your Kelly mind thinks thats a dirty word and opts for being a "lovely mature lady".
You smile once more into the mirror then get into the shower, where you can't help but notice a weird feeling... You're enjoying the life of a 42 year old woman much more than the life of an 18 year old high schooler who has his entire life in front of him....And it bites at you..Are you honestly thinking of staying as a woman who's literally 24 years older than you, for the unforeseeable future?
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