"Mom," Jon said, trying to get her attention. When she looked up at him, he continued, "You're my wife."
Jon's mom got a confused look on her face, causing Jon to figure that something had gone wrong with his wish. Suddenly, she looked relieved. "Of course, I am dear," she said. "You're not upset that I don't wear my wedding ring very often, do you dear? I mean, you understand that most people wouldn't understand a mother/son marriage, and you were still twelve when we married?"
"Of course not, Mom," said Jon. Going out on a limb, he continued. "And you still do anything I say right? And you still want to have my babies?"
"Of course," she said. "I'd be a bad wife if I didn't want to be properly obedient to you." She paused, uncertain. "I have been properly obedient, have I? I've been pleasing you sexually?"
"Sure you have, Mom," said Jon. His mom looked relieved. "In fact, I'm feeling a little horny right now. Would you be willing to fuck me, right here in the living room? And afterwards, do yourself a favor and don't bother putting your clothes back on before you finish your chores. I know how much you enjoy nudity and you really don't get enough opportunities to do it."
"Thank you dear," said his mom as she pulled off her t-shirt. Jon began stripping as well. When they were both nude, they lay down on the couch and Jon began making love to his hot new wife.
