“Never, Honey. Never have I felt like that.” She lifted her head up and looked directly in his face to emphasize the point. He felt extremely satisfied, and proud. Again however, he also was disappointed for her past.
“You deserve it.” He reassured her. He said in a tone to convey that it would not be the last time.
His mother rolled over slightly onto her side and propped her head in her right hand as she looked at him again. “You hungry?” She asked him.
“Famished.”
“Let’s get something to eat.” She said. She rose off the bed and was time to complete the task that they were supposed to complete hours ago.
She went to the other side of the bed and grabbed his underwear and pants that were on the chair. She went to put the underwear on and realized that the catheter was now needed. That was how this whole thing started she thought. She reached down and grabbed the external catheter in her hand and looked at Brian again smiling, “Back where we started.”
She started stroking his cock in order to once again get it hard. Brian wondered if she would use her mouth again, but she didn’t. His penis stiffened quickly without it. She put the catheter on and quickly started with the underwear, followed by the pants.
He sat up and she helped him get in his chair. She handed him his shirt but before he put on she used both of her hands to caress his chest. She ran both palms up through the hair covering his nipples. It felt great.
She followed with a quick kiss, “finished getting dressed.” She ordered as she turned and walked away.
She walked around to the other side of the bed, reached over, and picked up her pink panties. She turned to face him as she stepped in to the undergarment. She started up covering her hairy bush which by now had dried and was no longer soaked from the fluids of their lovemaking. He saw her glance at her bra but was pleased that she simply just started to walk out of the room without it. He followed her out the door, down the hall and into the kitchen.
Pam made some ham sandwiches and the two of them sat at the table. They sat closer than they ever would normally. She continued to remain topless and Brian found this to be extremely comforting. The air-conditioning in the house caused her nipples to stay erect.
“You like them?” She saw him staring.
Brian shook his head affirmatively and then was honest, “they’re huge. They look wonderful. ”
“I know, I’ve always been self-conscious. Your father doesn’t like them and he’s said so on numerous occasions. Probably justifies in his mind another reason to suck some other tits.” She lamented, and Brian was truly interested.
“You think?” He asked, even though he had always assumed the same thing.
“I know! But why rock the boat? I’m happy overall with my life. And I do love your father. It’s just that any physical attraction or sexual activity was gone a long time ago. I suppose I could’ve done something also, but I’ve always been very hesitant.” There was a long pause. “Until now,” she said with a grin.
Brian reached across the table and grabbed her hand. Pam leaned forward and kissed her new lover.
She then stood up quickly, “I need a shower.”
“Take one down here.” Brian pleaded.
She paused for a brief second and shrugged her shoulders, “okay.” She then started to walk back towards Brian’s bedroom.
Chapter 36
Brian watched her walk away. He really did like the way those pink panties hugged her ass.
“You coming?” She asked as she looked over her right shoulder.
Brian grabbed his joystick and quickly moved his chair just behind her. He followed her into the bedroom. She turned the corner and walked into the bathroom and pulled back the shower curtain. She removed his shower chair and pushed it off to the side. She now was standing in front of this large roll in shower and she left her back to her son. With both hands, she deliberately grabbed the panties and pulled them down to the floor. She kept her legs straight as she bent over as far as she could. Brian could see her shapely ass. Yet he was more excited by the extreme amount of hair that protruded from between her thighs and wrapped around her now obvious ass hole. For brief second, he considered moving forward and licking it but then he realized that was a little too much for him and probably would be for her.
She shook her ass for just a second and then stood back up and turned to get his reaction. Brian smiled from ear to ear. She then stepped into the shower and turned both nozzles on. There was a shower head up high in the wall on one side and there was a hand-held shower that was hooked above on the other. His mother was now being drenched with falling water coming from both sides. The water as it hit her hair ran down her body and her wet body now glistened from the sun shining through the window.
She used her hands to slick her wet hair back and he liked the way she looked.
He even told her so, “God you look great with wet hair!”
She continued to watch him as she grabbed a bar of soap. She rubbed the soap along her breasts being sure she washed each of them thoroughly and pinching the nipples as she went along. She then ran the soap down her right arm and put it into that palm. She switched sides and then washed her left arm. With that same hand she then moved down and began to wash her legs. Brian watched as the soap then moved up and began to caress her inner thighs. Just then, she brought it to her pussy and started to rub the bar of soap up and down her clit. The sound of the two streams of running water was loud, but Brian thought he heard her gasp.
She continued to “wash” her pussy back and forth for quite a few minutes. Brian then had an idea.
“Get my chair.” He recommended.
She set the soap down in the holder and stepped out briefly to pull the chair back in. She understood what he had in mind and she then sat in his shower chair. The plastic bottom was slippery. It immediately forced her to slide her hips forward and lean back as much as possible on the nylon back rest. The high armrests of the chair allowed her to wrap the underside of her knees over them. She now sat straddled spread eagled staring at her son.
He could not keep from commenting, “perfect,” He told her.
She grabbed the soap and once again started to rub it up and down the lips of her vagina. She was doing so in a nice steady motion and the sensation was starting to overcome her. The water was hitting her in two spots. The permanent showerhead was pulsing water across her breasts while the handheld sitting on the wall was set up more in a jet fashion and was hitting her just above her cunt. The water was washing away the soap faster than she could rub.