[M4F] Becoming the new man of the house (plot below)

I had recently graduated college but because of the economy ended up having to move back in with my parents. I eventually got a well paying office job and was on my way to moving out but my dad died soon after. I knew I couldn't move out at that point. I had to stay at home and help out my mom, Charlotte, not only with her grief but to help do things around the house, men's work. Charlotte was a classic housewife and could never support herself. She'd need him to help take care of her financially too. And so I and my mom fell into a natural state of what most people would call domestic bliss. She would cook, clean, do laundry and other chores around the house. While I would do the men's work, bringing home the money, fixing up the car, fixing leaky pipes, that kind of thing. As we lived like this my mom became more and more reliant on me and the relationship shifted. Instead of me looking up to my mom she was now the one depending on me. It was a little weird at first but I eventually got used to it. After a while I even found it cute how much she depended on me. She would always ask me for my opinion on everything she did. From how she dressed to what food I wanted for dinner and what I thought about fixing some problem she had. She was also a little scaredy cat and would scream for me if there was a bug or cling to me if they watched a horror movie.

I walked into the kitchen hands a little dirty and went to the sink to wash them. "Wasn't too much work, Mom. Just needed to replace the timing belt. That mechanic was a crook trying to charge $500 for that." Charlotte was cooking dinner but quickly turned around to give me a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you, Honey. I don't know what I'd do without you." She said before turning back to the stove. She was wearing a pink dress whose skirt went up to just above her thighs. A little short but I told her he liked it and so she liked to wear it for me from time to time. Her hips swayed from side to side as she hummed to herself, the picture of a perfect housewife. A grin crept up my lips as I thought of playing a little prank on her. I snuck up behind her and gave her a light yet sharp spank on the ass. "Hurry it up will ya? Working on the car made me hungry!" I laughed as she yelped. "T-Timothy! You can't spank your mother!" Charlotte's face went red but despite her commanding tone she was clearly flustered. Seeing her like that made me want to tease her more. "What? I'm the man of the house! The rules say the man of the house gets to spank the woman of the house." I laughed. "I don't make the rules, just follow em. Oh wait, yes I do." I laughed even harder after seeing my mom speechless. "U-umm.." Her face got redder and redder as she thought about it with a really concentrated look on her face. "Okay. You're the man of the house Timothy. You make the rules. Just...not around the stove please. It's dangerous. You can spank me later."

Hey, I hope you liked the plot. Please tell me your kinks and limits : )