"Madam Mayor, Miss Swan wishes to speak to you," Regina instantly regrets picking up the phone, but sees no reason to dismiss the Sheriff once she told Emma she could show up on her office anytime she needed to talk about work or something else.

She pushes Henry away from her, closing her legs and telling him to keep his mouth shut and to stay quiet and not touch her. "After all, we don't need your other mom to know what we do, now that you're leaving with me again," she rises from her chair and waves her hand to right her clothes. She has to look presentable.

"Send her in, Mrs. Lucas," Regina sits on her chair, resting her elbows over the table where a number of papers are scattered everywhere. She's usually tidier, but having Henry distracting her causes problems like this.

"Excuse me," Emma's voice reaches Regina and she gets up, hand stretched towards her friend when she points the chair for her to sit on. Emma tries to stretch her legs only to find an obstacle under the table. "Did you change your desk?"

"I'd usually say this is none of your business, but it's okay this time," Regina replies in her old fashion. Emma grins, shaking her head and finding it funny how her friend cannot answer a single question without throwing some sass towards her. "I was just tired to bump my legs with everyone who'd sit in this chair. So I made a change here," she waves and sits back, relaxing when she feels Henry hasn't moved an inch from where she left him. "So, what brings you here, Miss Swan, apart from your legs, of course!"

"Caught me before I even thought about it," she smirks and then proceeds to talk. Emma lists many things that need to be done about the Sheriff's department archive and the need to buy a new car and the need to hire a new assistant and to build a new station. And while she speaks about all this inspiring bureaucracy, Regina feels Henry's hand running up and down her left leg, making its way to her center to find her still warm and wet. He plants a silent kiss on her thigh and moves under her desk, kneeling in front of her and once again running his fingers between her folds, teasing her entrance and pinching her clit.

She swallows hard a few times while trying to focus on what Emma is saying, but she's almost lost. Regina then decides to cut the monologue and send her friend away because she's on the verge of uttering a very loud moan because Henry is lazily fucking her pussy and sucking her clit and running his short nails along the smooth skin of her right leg.

She manages to push Henry away getting up and asking her friend if they could talk the next day because she was not feeling well at the moment.

"Sure," Emma says, and stares at Regina for a long moment. "Is everything okay, Regina?" She asks, trying to read the brunette's eyes. "Henry told me you have been tired lately."

Of course I have, he's been fucking me every day. "I'm fine," she tells Emma with an annoyed look in her face. "I'm just working a lot lately, but nothing I can't remedy with proper rest during the weekend."

"Yeah, you look tired. I'm going to cancel the weekend with Henry so that he can stay with you."

"There is no need to cancel your plans, Emma," Regina tries to reason, but the blonde is determined to let her friend rest and their son take care of her.

"You know Henry is capable of taking care of you," Regina feels his hand slipping under her skirt and she presses her thighs together trying to stop his eager fingers to reach her sex.

"I know that, but it's not fair to cancel your plans with him just because of me," she begins, but Emma shakes her head and insists it is okay.

"Besides, this is the perfect opportunity to camp with mom and dad. They owe me lessons to survive in the woods," she looks over Regina's shoulder with a strange glint in her eyes, something that Regina recognizes from her own experience. Wasn't for the distraction coming from down the desk, Regina would bet something else was happening between parents and daughter. But she doesn't judge. She can't.

And when Emma leaves 10 minutes later saying she will be back the next morning, Regina casts a silence spell and locks the door magically. It's almost the end of the working day so she decides to dismiss her secretary. And the office now is empty for herself and her very horny son.

"Damn you, Henry, I told you to stay quiet," she begins angrily. He emerges from under the desk and smirks before she grabs him by his jacket to plant a heated kiss on his lips, tongue tangling and fighting for control. He moans as her hand travels down his body and lightly touches the front of his pants. She pushes him onto her chair and kneels before him. Regina unbuttons his flies and pushes his pants down along with his boxers. His cock is hard and inviting. She wraps her lips around him and feels it throbbing on her tongue. She touches herself while sucking his shaft, humming and moaning with the way he pulses inside her mouth.

Henry throws his head back, struggling to control his hips to keep from moving them up and to fuck Regina's mouth the way he wants. He knows she loves it, but he wants to let her do it her way this time, and so she swirls her tongue around the tip of his cock, fondles his balls and plays with his warm length for a real long time until Henry whimpers, begging for her to stop teasing him.

"So you want to fuck, mommy?"

"Yes!"

"As you wish, baby!"

Regina turns her back to him, taking his cock in her hand to slowly lower herself onto him. Henry groans deep in his throat with the view of her perfect ass and the feel of her always so tight pussy enveloping his cock perfectly.

Regina loves the feel of his pulsing shaft stretching her deliciously until she's sitting on his lap, taking him fully inside her. She groans as he squeezes her waist, hands running up and down her sides until they sit still on her hips, slowly moving them up and down his length.

She lets him guide her movements for a few moments before she takes his hand to put them over her breasts. Regina shifts her body slightly and plants her hands on his thighs and starts bouncing on his cock. Up and down, quick movements, her walls fluttering around him every time he pushes his cock up when her hips slam down.

And it takes only a few minutes for him to hold her still on his lap, tongue running up the side of her neck, tasting the saltiness on her skin as she pants, struggling to speak, and gyrating her hips, back rubbing against his chest, a plea leaving her hips when he gets up and bends her body over her desk, pushing papers everywhere.

Henry slaps her ass once, twice, many times as he thrusts in and out, loving the way her walls flutter around his cock, the slickness of her sex enveloping his senses in a way that he can't help but erase everything around them. There is only this delicious sensation spreading all over his body, his skin breaking into goose bumps and his breathing shallow as he thinks his heart is about to jump out of his chest.

He pulls her body up, hands covering her breasts, teeth nipping her ear lobe gently as he slows down the thrust of his hips, lazy movements in contrast with the frantic way he was fucking her just a minute ago.

"Henry…" Regina whimpers, a desperate plea in her tone as she tries to push her hips back against his in a way he would go back to the quick shallow thrusts that were making her head spin uncontrollably.

"Yes mom," he breathes a hot whisper into her ear, rolling her right nipple between his fingers nipping at the back of her neck, making Regina vaguely wonder if she'll have a bruise in the morning.

"Please…" she can't form a single coherent thought for her mind is foggy, blacked out by the intense feelings her son conjures up every time he fucks her like this.

"What do you want, mom? I won't know if you don't tell me."

"Bastard!" Regina rolls her eyes for a moment and looks over her shoulder, shaking her head as Henry's hand grasp her hips and he drives himself inside her with such force she actually screams.

"What did you call me again?"

"Bastard," she replies only to scream again, louder this time, as his thrust is even harder than the previous one. Regina feels his cock pulsing, the possessiveness in the way he's holding her hips make her rock them slightly in hopes to create some friction. She's desperate for more.

"Sometimes I think you do this on purpose," his husky tone fills her mind with anticipation as he's still, balls deep inside her. "Sometimes I am sure you do this on purpose," and he bends her body forward, a hand on her shoulder keeps her pinned to her desk as his voice reaches her once again. "You know I hate it when you call me like that," he begins, fisting his free hand on her hair and pulling her body back to suck on her neck in a way Regina knows he won't let her heal the bruise that will come in the morning. "And you must pay for upsetting me like that."

Henry doesn't see it, but Regina grins, gasping as he slams his cock inside her over and over again before he raises her right leg over the desk, changing the angle of his thrusts, reaching deeper with each slam of his hips against hers, the sound of their skin slapping together the perfect music for his ears in a day that was overall awful.

And Henry fucks and fucks her, driving himself harder and faster, loving the strangled moans and loud screams that are leaving his mom's lips with each of his thrusts. A warm sensation spreads all over his body, the tight sensation in the pit of his stomach telling him he's closer than he thought.

"Of fuck mom," he utters brokenly, pulling her back to him, licking the shell of her ear as her soft purrs intensify the fire within his limbs, his body screaming for release, but he would not let himself go before his mom.

"Yes, like that baby… fuck mommy… harder… please Henry…" and broken words after whispered wishes and the smart help of herself pinching and rubbing her clit in time with his thrusts sends Regina deep into the precipice of pleasure, her mind so full of the sensations he's given her from the moment she snatched him from the station that she can barely register when he shudders violently on top of her body, coming deep into her cunt, breathing shallowly as his body goes limp and he leans on her body for a few moments, gasping and trying to keep himself upright before he gives up, sinking into her leather chair.

And she's gorgeous and amazing, and looks deliciously debauched with her legs still wide open, he thinks, as his cum drips slowly onto the dark wood of her desk. Henry then plants his feet on the floor and gets closer to the desk, smirking as Regina's moan echoes inside her office in the very moment his mouth close around her sex.

"Henry… oh fuck, yeah, just like that… What are… what are you doing… oh damn, do that again…?"

"Cleaning up the mess, of course, I'm a good son after all," and as he grins up at her, dipping three fingers inside her, obviously trying to start the fire once again as he laps his own seed from her pussy, Regina wonders what in the world did she do to have such naughty boy as her son (and lover), but more importantly why was she so lucky to have him after all the bad things she did in the past.


So, I found this one incomplete in the middle of the mess that my files are and I'm so glad my muse cooperated with me tonight. Any mistakes are on me.

Share your thoughts, please, reviews make my day better.