UAM/Joseph Wade Joins Breakfast in the Nude

He smirks at Sage as he stands back up, "I don't need to worry about getting dressed then, do I?"

Sage nods in affirmation, prompting Joseph to step out of his room with his erection in full view. Joseph heads down the stairs of the two-story suburban home and into the kitchen where his mother had called from. She looks up from the stove where she was cooking and smiles widely. Her eyes flick down to his dick and Joseph flinches, expecting backlash, but instead hears his mother playfully saying, "Someone's energetic this morning. Reminds me of your father. Go on and eat, I'm finishing up the portion for me and Catherine."

Joseph's half-hard cock went to full erection as his excitement skyrocketed. This was all the confirmation he needed to know he could do whatever he wanted to his mother, his sister, Anyone! At the same time, though, waffles did await him. Joseph sat at the table and began prepping his waffles while looking his mother over. Now that he didn't have to worry about it, he could take his time openly staring at her figure lustfully. She has a tall, slender build with long, toned legs descending from a firm ass that is accentuated by the tight leggings she wears. Her waist is modestly slender below a heavy rack of honeydew-sized breasts. Her shoulder-length hair is tied back in a loose ponytail, and her makeup is subtle but accentuates her natural beauty. Her movements are graceful and fluid as she cooks breakfast, and her toned arms flex as she lifts pots and pans. All in all, his mother was absolutely beautiful.

"You know..." Joseph started, still chewing on a waffle, "Your tits are amazing. You're probably the hottest woman I've ever seen."

Samantha smiled, "Well thank you, Joseph. That was sweet of you to say. They really are amazing, aren't they." She giggled while lightly bouncing them and continued, "You can stare at my breasts all you want, but your waffles will soon be cold." She sets down another plate and calls out, "Catherine! Come and eat!" There was a clear difference in tone, Joseph noticed now. She never made a request or declaration of him, it was clear that had he wanted to, he could throw the waffles in the trash and have her order a pizza or just walk out of the house. He could make her stop and suck him off while the waffles burned. Or something even darker.

He pushed down those dark thoughts as he quickly shifted back to reality. That could be later, there are waffles now.

"I'm coming," Joseph's sister calls back, the sound of the toilet flushing following. A few moments later, Joseph's younger sister walks down the steps with a mess of bedhead, wearing just a t-shirt and panties. She sits down next to him and picks up her fork to start eating. She looks over at him and notices that he was naked, glancing down at his erection. She looks for just a moment before returning to her breakfast with a disinterested expression. Seems his sister wasn't too keen on his manhood. For now.

But the situation did give him all the time he could want to look Catherine over now that he doesn't risk anything in doing so, he openly ogles her body lustfully. Her long, auburn hair frames her heart-shaped face, which is adorned with long, thick eyelashes and soft lips. Her build is petite and slender, with a small waist and delicate features. Only lemon sized compared to her mother but she had the hint of curves to show what is to come. That she was sitting in just panties and a t-shirt gave Joseph a great chance to look at her thighs and up towards her crotch with abandon. He ended up lightly stroking himself with his free hand while looking her over. The situation was just intoxicating. "Glad I decided to be nude today, much more comfortable with an erection."

"I would imagine so," Samantha said as she set her plate down at the table, "But someone else doesn't have that issue." Samantha's tone was firm and clear as she looks at Catherine, "You aren't a child anymore, Catherine, so you should dress appropriately. Put on a pair of shorts at the very least." His sister rolls her eyes in annoyance but doesn't argue against it which is enough for Samantha to consider the matter closed.

Maybe it's time for Joseph to be the man of the house, he ponders. He could set the dress code and the proper behaviors that his family should have or just put an end to their inhibitions and resistances and make them as perverted as he was. How should he go about doing it? And should it wait for breakfast?

• Lets take it slow and eat first, put this conversation on hold until after.