Denzle walked towards the door and in a smooth motion he unlocked it and pulled it open to let the person on the other side in

As the door opened fully, it revealed Maria standing behind it in full view.

She was dressed in her modern gown, the fabric designed to hide her prominent figure but even so, Denzel could clearly see every curve of her body, the one he had claimed the night before

’mmm-mm-mmmmm! Last night... I had her completely and now...hehe...this is....’

And he didn’t expect anything different from her at this point.

It was just the two of them in the house as Sophia was nowhere around.

’Perfect. How much better can this day get?’

A despicable smile curled on his face. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

Then he muttered casually, "Mum! You’re home."

Maria stood still for a moment.

She took a slow breath and closed her eyes like she was trying to focus, forcing herself steady.

’Okay, Maria. You’ve planned for this moment since yesterday just act normal. Act like nothing happened, like it was just a dream that was forgotten’

She finally convicted herself and lifted her head forcing the most unbelievable fake smile ever known to man

"Yes, I forgot something in my room. I just need to make a quick trip back to come get it"

She stepped forward quickly after talking, still wearing her fake smile and tried to move past him and head inside.

As she walked and stepped past Denzel, her ass gently rubbed against the outline of Denzel’s cock,almost briefly making him lose his composure from the ripple he felt flowing through her ass cheeks.

He licked his lips.

’That ass, it looks even better when she’s moving. No clothes on it would be even better.’

But outwardly, he remained calm.

"Oh? I see, that means you’re in a rush. That’s too bad because I already had a few special plans set for the both of us, family."

Maria paused slightly at his words.

"Special plans? What do you mean by that?" she muttered, already searching her room nervously.

Denzel replied casually as he walked away, his voice fading through the corridor.

"Why don’t you come and find out?"

And just like that, he disappeared from view. Maria turned sharply, realizing he was no longer in the corridor.

A faint tremble ran through her body. His words lingered in the silence, they sounded harmless but to her, they carried something far heavier.

She exhaled softly, in a futile attempt to try and straighten herself.

’Why do I have this strong urge to want to drop everything and just go to him? This isn’t normal. There has to be something seriously wrong with me.’

But her actions betrayed her thoughts.

Without fully realizing it, she stepped away from her room and followed his voice, his dominant presence until she reached the kitchen.

Inside, Denzel stood calmly by the table. On it was a plate filled with the sauce he had prepared.

He smiled at her and opened his hands slightly, as if presenting it.

"Surprise ma!"

Maria stared at him in confused disbelief. Her face actually presented a genuinely surprised expression unlike her unbelievable smile earlier

"Y-You cooked?" she asked softly

A strange warmth filled her chest, despite her confusion.

’Is this really him? My son? Denzel Ridrat??!’

She let out a small, nervous laugh as she stepped closer.

At first, suspicion lingered in her mind.

’Is he lying? Or is this some kind of trick or prank that he’s playing on me?’

But the aroma was too rich, too well-prepared to dismiss.

She hesitated and then slowly leaned in.

It smelled good, like a normal well prepared dish which was something she wouls never expect from her son, Denzel

And with it, a strange feeling of pride and softness began to settle in her chest, making her feel wanted, special.

As she looked at the food, a sweetness began to build on her lips.

Though that wasn’t the only thing Denzel intended to reach her lips

She smirked at him, a faint sense of familiarity lingering in the moment as she was still filled with disbelief.

"How is this even possible? You must be some kind of impostor." she said, letting out a light chuckle

’That is because I am, hehe’

Denzel didn’t break eye contact. He simply smirked back, then he laughed softly.

"Alright, alright you got me."

Maria smiled faintly and looked away, her cheeks carrying a subtle blush.

"Well? What’s with all the hesitation? Come on," she said.

"You should sit and eat as well."

Taking charge of the moment, Maria nodded and moved to take a seat.

As she sat down, Denzel’s gaze followed her briefly.

He could feel the atmosphere shift slightly as she settled.

Without hesitation, Maria began eating, breaking the bread and dipping it into the sauce Denzel had prepared.

Her expression softened almost immediately after the first taste.

"This is amazing, Denzel. You got it just right," she said.

"How did you even learn to cook like this? last I checked, even the rats wouldn’t eat your cooking."

’Damn, how bad was previous Denzel’s cooking for it to get a comment like that, even rats won’t eat it. Haha’

Denzel gave a relaxed smile, utterly uncaring that she had any true suspicion on her.

"You don’t need to worry about the details. Just enjoy the food that I prepared specially for you"

Denzel thoughts, however, despite his "kind gesture", was nowhere to being kind nor innocent.

’Do you really think I’m the type of guy who just cooks for you out of nowhere? Oh no. Oh hell no, you might know old Denzel too well but me? You should know I ain’t a simp after last night, Maria. This is all just a play, carefully planned and orchestrated and a means to get some of that good ass.’

’And now... for the finishing touch,’

He thought as he stepped forward, deliberately acting as though he had missed a step while moving toward the other side of the table where his own soup was placed.

He bumped the table lightly just enough to jolt it. A small portion of the stew tipped from Maria’s plate, spilling onto her clothes.

"Ah, Denzel!" she exclaimed immediately, rising to her feet and quickly using a cloth to wipe herself.

"Look what you’ve done!"

Denzel kept his composure. Inwardly, he was amused, but outwardly he switched instantly into the role of someone who had genuinely made a mistake.

"Ma, I’m so sorry," he muttered.

"I don’t know what happened, I just slipped."

"Don’t worry, I’ll fix it right away. Let me clean it up for you," he added quickly.

He moved aside where he had already prepared a bucket of water and a towel, then brought them back to thr kitchen.

Maria continued wiping at her clothes, still visibly annoyed. "Oh Denzel, you really messed my dressed. How am I supposed to get to work now?"

"Don’t worry, Ma, I’ll clean it properly in no time. I just need one thing from you. Just take off your dress so I can get to work" He said calmly.

Upon hearing this, she glanced at Denzel as though surprised by his words as she repeated his statement

"Take off my dress?"

"Yes." Denzel said

"You want to clean yourself up quickly so you can get to work right? Then come on ma, what else would you have me do"

Maria remained, questioning herself only for a fleeting moment, but in truth, she didn’t exactly have much time on her hands.

And so, in less than no time, she moved her hands, in obedience to Denzel as she took of her clothes in a move to expose her sexy nudes.