It was Sunday morning and mom was nursing a bit of a hangover when she asked me, “Do you think I am looking old and fat?”Mom was pushing 50 but I�...�ll be damned if I was going to tell her she put on a few pounds and was getting laugh lines and crow’s feet. “Hell, no mom you’re in great shape. You could use a dye job though. Your roots are showing but other than that you’re one hot chick.”Mom seemed to perk up at my suggestion, “Yeah maybe that’s it. A trip to the beauty parlor to get my hair and. He walked all over the mansion and still couldn't find her. As he walked past Cody's room he could hear his son was still up as well. He stopped at his door and listened. He could hear the familiar sound of a bed squeaking furiously, a woman moaning, and his son's grunts and groans. Frank got a smile on his face. "My son is fucking some girl in his room", he thought proudly. "A chip off the old block", he thought with a huge smile on his face. Frank hated to do it but he lightly knocked on. He also tied her legs to the vertical beam to ensure she couldn’t struggle.She mphhed against the gag and tried to wriggle free but the straps were far stronger than her. He smiled and began to caress her nipples, rubbing them, causing her to moan and groan against the gag. He took up a piece of knotted roped and began to whip her tits till they were red and raw. She was sobbing against her gag, but her juices were streaming down her legs imitating the tears on her face. He stopped and stepped. “This is the third time this month Matt.” She said in her usual bitchy demeanor.“I’m sorry Ms. Marks. My sister took my car.” Matt said hoping she would let him off easy this time.“I don’t want to hear it. It is your job to be here on time.” She said looking at him like he was something stuck on her shoe. Throwing her hands up she continued. “Just get to work. If it happens again, I’m writing you up.” Turning she stormed off to make someone else’s life hell.Matt shook his head as he wondered.