She had been unable to get the thoughts of how attractive Casey was as a guy out of her head today, how was she ever going to forget this!? How was she ever going to be able to look him in the eye? How was she ever going to be able to wear anything even remotely revealing around him now? All of these thoughts and more poured through Holly’s mind, revolving around that one thought: my son finds me sexually attractive. She had to appear normal. That was obvious. Casey didn’t know that she had found his stories and that she knew about his little fetish. Moreover, it wasn’t really Casey’s fault. He couldn’t help how he felt about her. And it was perfectly normal according to many psychologists. But how could she not feel different now that she knew?
Holly had no idea. Mechanically moving to get ready for bed Holly forgot to take her shower as she climbed under the thin sheets almost like a robot. Sleep was a long time coming and when it did come Holly’s dreams were filled with images of a really attractive guy, well built and hung, chasing after her. Oddly he caught her more than once and moved to kiss her, only for him to be her son. She fled again but she kept moving slower and slower until he caught her and held onto her. In her dream Holly found him strikingly attractive and wanted him to kiss her until she saw who he was. But fighting against him grew ever more difficult. She was never so happy to wake up the next day as she was then.
[Sunday]
The morning sunlight found its way through the windows, drifting across the bed, and lighted upon Holly’s closed eyes, stirring her from sleep. For a blessed moment as she stretched Holly was oblivious to the night before and then memory came crashing home and her cheeks turned crimson.
For a while all she did was lie in bed staring at the ceiling, both trying to forget what she had found out while at the same time trying to work it all out. She shouldn’t feel so shocked by it all. It was perfectly natural. But even so she still couldn’t shake her disbelief.
Holly was still thinking everything over as she got up and took her shower, this time not even noticing the refreshing feel of the cool water running over her. Her mind just wandered, incredulous and unsure about what she had read. She couldn’t be mistaken as she had read enough of the stories to be very sure that Casey had been writing about her. But even so part of her wondered just maybe she had misunderstood. Maybe he didn’t have a thing for her. Or at least maybe he had a fantasy about her because she was attractive but didn’t actually have a thing for her. Kind of like how she had reacted to how he looked but that she wasn’t attracted to him. Maybe that was what was going on.
As she turned the shower off Holly stepped out and grabbed her towel thinking that maybe she had figured out what was going on. But at the same time a nagging suspicion made her think that he really did have the hots for her. Not able to settle either side the beautiful mother wracked her brain before finally coming up with a way to find out.
And so, keeping her towel wrapped around her Holly made her way out of her bedroom and walked towards Casey’s room. Knocking on the door Holly waited until Casey yelled for her to come in and then opened the door. Standing in the doorway the stunning brunette lifted one hand up to grasp the top of the door frame as she half-leaned against it, doing her best to look as sexy as she could in her towel as she spoke.
“Hey, baby!” Holly said in a sweet and slightly flirtatious tone.
“Hey mom.” Casey replied with a bright smile as he closed his laptop. Had he been writing about her just then? Holly felt her stomach flutter. Or would he write about her in a towel after she was gone?
Dismissing both thoughts Holly leaned back sexily against the doorframe as she spoke, intent on seeing if Casey had any reaction to what she was wearing.
“Got any plans today?” She asked innocently as her one hand played with the door frame above her. The sinuous way her body stood, emphasising her towel covered body, large, full breasts and tight ass would have looked sexy to anyone paying attention and Holly could see Casey paying attention to her. But she couldn’t tell if he was reacting at all.
“Nothing much. Everyone’s busy getting ready for the big party tonight, so I’ve got nothing to do. Unless you want to do something?” He replied sounding as perfectly normal as he could, rather than as a guy who was ogling the sexy way that his mother stood in front of him.
The one thing that Holly did notice was that despite having talked about his friends at the lake Casey hadn’t sounded even slightly glum. Maybe he was getting over it, or figuring it was almost over now anyway. Or maybe there was something else he was enjoying more. Like her.
Holly had no idea and couldn’t tell, but she was far from done. Lowering her arm she snaked both behind her so that her chest pushed out a little as she leaned back.
“We can do something if you like.” She responded sweetly, “I’m going to get a tan in a bit, you can put some lotion on me if you’d like?”
She knew that if he did have a thing for her then that should get some kind of reaction, and it did. Though Holly had no idea if that was because he loved the idea or felt a little uncomfortable. All Casey did was glance down at the floor, clear his throat, and then grin up at her as he shifted a little on his computer chair. Whether that meant he liked the idea of rubbing cream all over her slender body in the sun or not Holly had no idea. She needed to find out more. She had to know!
“Yeah. Sounds good.” Casey replied. Was that a little too quickly? A little too eagerly? Did he stutter?
Holly had no idea if she was reading things into anything because of wanting to find something out or not. Damn it.
“Ok, I’ll see you downstairs.” She said with the most sweet and sensuous smile that she could before very slowly turning around, glancing over her shoulder to see if he had looked at her ass — which she couldn’t tell! — and then lightly stepping out of the room.
Pulling the door closed behind her Holly felt a sudden pang of fear. What had she just done? She had just acted all flirty in front of her own son! Feeling a little lightheaded at that the beautiful mother pushed the thought aside. She had to know if he liked her. And this was the only way to find out.
The only problem was that she hadn’t found out anything at all. So as she walked back to her room she decided that she was going to have to turn things up a little if she was going to get any kind of reaction from Casey at all. Unless, of course, this was his reaction and he didn’t like her? Well, the only way she was going to be sure one way or the other was to really flirt with him and see how he reacted. That way she would know.