He quickly took another shower and when he exited the room, he found Nova waiting for him. She smiled as she saw him and he smiled back, the two soon heading home together.

"You were cool, Ben. Congratulations on the basketball match victory and the goal in the soccer match."

"Thank you!"

They walked for a while in silence and Nova continued.

"It's a weird feeling. I didn't like that there was so much attention on you but at the same time, I was proud of it."

"I guess I would feel the same if the circumstances were reversed."

"Really?"

"Yes."

She grinned and the two reached home like this in a good mood. Before separating to go to their respective rooms, he gave her a peck on the lips, whispering in her ear.

"Thank you for coming to cheer on me during the two matches."

Taken by surprise, she was stunned for a second and blushed hard. He smiled and entered his room, closing the door before she managed to get a hold of herself. He went to lie on his bed for a short break, getting lost in his thoughts. When he came back to his sense again, it was already 7 pm. The time gave him the idea of visiting his mother's office, who should be finishing work by now. He went up a floor, checked that no one else was on this floor, and knocked on her office door. As it was for work, his mother had soundproofed the whole room, allowing her to focus on her job without getting distracted by what was happening in the rest of the house. Her voice came back low in volume, as if coming from afar, just like the previous time.

"Come in!"

He entered the room, locking the door behind him. His mother was wearing a white grey shirt combined with a pink skirt today, with her hair flowing down freely on her back. When she noticed him, she blushed a little and voiced.

"You came again, darling. What's wrong?"

"Are you done with work, Mom?"

"Yes, I just finished now."

"Nice. Did everything go well today?"

"Yes, it was fine. Nothing special."

"I see. Just like I promised last time, I came to give you another massage. Is now okay for you?"

She hesitated for some time, looking away from him in embarrassment, but nodded in the end. Benjamin went behind her and started his work, just as she had instructed him last time. He massaged her shoulders, using the right amount of force, and continued onto her neck and her back. When he felt that she was relaxed enough, he announced, in the most natural way.

"Let me remove your top."

He started to unbutton her shirt and she didn't protest, only blushing somewhat more. There was a glint in her eyes, as if she was looking forward to it, while her expression remained that of shame. When he removed her bra, her huge tits came out freely, her darker areolas and substantial nipples coming into view. Benjamin began to massage them from behind, beginning with the boobs themselves and progressively focusing on her nipples. His mother was now breathing harder, appreciating the feeling of his hands on her breasts. After a minute or two of this, he noticed that she was rubbing one leg against the other and questioned her.

"What's wrong with your legs, Mom? Do they need a massage too?"

"Ah? N-no, don't worry about it, darling, it's nothing."

"No need to feel reserved, I don't mind massaging them, too."

His mother hesitated, not really sure about this, and he gave her his best smile.

"Please Mom, don't worry about it. I want to make you feel better anywhere you need it."

Seeing his smile, her hesitation seemed to melt in real time, her doting side taking over, and she nodded.

"O-okay then."

She rotated her chair and presented her legs to him, her face flushed red. He started by massaging her calves and kneading her flesh to relax the muscles. He went to her feet, removing her shoes and socks and working on them delicately, so as to not hurt her. She was startled for a second but didn't protest, simply choosing to stay silent through it all. When Benjamin wanted to switch to her thighs, he found out that her skirt was hindering him.

"Mom, can you lie face down on the sofa? I think it will be easier that way."

She obediently complied, lying down on the sofa. Fortunately, it was large enough that she was able to fully extend her legs, not making it uncomfortable for her. Now that she was in this position, he was able to have a good view of her sizeable behind, protruding visibly from her skirt. He restarted the whole thing, going over her feet and her calves again, only to move on to her thighs. He put his hands under her skirt and massaged her lower back. The work was a bit tricky since he couldn't see what he was doing under her skirt.

"Mom, I am going to raise your skirt a little because I can't see what I am doing, okay?"

She hesitated once more but nodded wordlessly again. Benjamin decisively lifted her skirt and raised it until everything was visible, including her panties. She trembled when she felt the air coming in contact with her thighs and her buttocks but didn't protest his action. He could see that there was already a dark patch of wetness on her panties. Now that he had a good line of sight of his target, he resumed his work, starting from behind her knees and progressing up slowly. The closer he was to her groin, the deeper her breathing became. When he began massaging her inner thighs, she squirmed a bit, panting at the feeling. He focused on this area for some time and he could see that she was growing more and more sensitive, the patch of wetness on her panties expanding visibly.

After a while, she started moaning, almost painfully. Benjamin thought the time was suitable and he moved on to knead her ass cheeks, startling her.

"Ben, darling?"

"Yes?"

"You're massaging my buttocks."

"Don't worry, leave it to me, I will loosen all your stiff muscles."

"I am not sure this is a good id... Aaahhh!"

Before she could finish her sentence, he rubbed one hand on her panties on the area of her pussy and the sudden stimulation coupled with the long build-up pushed her to instantly orgasm, twitching for a few seconds on the sofa and drenching her panties with her juices.