She shyly bent her head and said, “Yes.”
“I want you to be my woman and only mine.”
She looked at me and said, “But what will people think, honey?”
“I don’t care about them, so you tell me.”
“Your father once told me about the talk he had with you. From then on, I noticed you looking at me. Even though we didn’t talk much, I could feel your gaze on me. I wasn’t angry, rather I felt happier that my son was attracted to me. You know, I am not much of a looker, and it made me feel desired and special. But he said that it was wrong, and we shouldn’t have these feelings, so I just ignored them. Part of the reason I chose that man quickly was because of the way you were taking care of me and the house. It made me want to get close to you and submit myself to you. Afraid of what anyone would say, thinking it was too immoral to do such thing, I couldn’t do it.”
Wow, it was a lot to take in. I didn’t know my mother felt like that. Even though we stopped ourselves, we were here together for the same reason.
“Mom, I think we are fated to be together.”
To which my mom laughed and said, “Fate or not, you are here now and that’s all that matters. I will follow whatever you say.”
“Wait, let me ask you first, did you have sex with him?”
She looked at me and laughed heartily and said, “You are still such a kid.”
“Answer me, mom.”
“No. Although we hooked up a lot, I didn’t let him. I wasn’t sure about the intimacy part with him. We decided to take it slow.”
“What? Did he agree to that?”
“Yeah, he had to because I was the one with the house. He said he travelled a lot for his business, and his house was somewhere in the countryside, so he usually stayed in a hotel.”
“I’m sorry, mom. I should have stayed and looked after you.”
“It’s okay, Son. We got rid of him anyway.”
Call me a hypocrite, but I didn’t like the fact that he stayed here, in my house, with my mother.
Then she said to go and have a bath and come to her room. I showered in the common bathroom while she used the master bathroom. After showering, I entered her room and she was in a bathing robe. She smiled at me as I walked to her. I removed my towel and got on the bed. Her eyes were drawn to my dangling penis and couldn’t look away.
“You are really grown up, Lucas.”
Grinning from ear to ear, I crawled onto her.
To describe her, her breasts fit perfectly in my hands, supple and soft. Her straight black hair and sharp nose had given her a mature charm. If I had to compare her to anyone, I’d say she was similar to Jennifer Beals. She was about 5’9” with slender legs. Her stomach was fleshy with age. She was smiling at me as I gently squeezed her left boob.
“You are so beautiful!” I told her, and then we kissed again before I moved down to her right boob. I ran the tip of my tongue around her nipple, then teased it before sucking it into my mouth.
“Mmmmmm, Baby,” Mom let out as she ran her fingers through my hair.
I worked over her other nipple before we started kissing again. I wanted her badly, and I could tell she wanted me the same way as I slid my hand down her tummy, heading for her pussy. She had a landing strip above her lips. We were still kissing when suddenly she stiffened and squeezed her thighs tightly together as my hand slid down to her pubes.
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