Mike didn’t wake until quite late the next morning, and it took him a few minutes after he woke for the events of the previous night to come flooding back into his mind. Had it really happened? Had his mom really stroked his cock until he came or had he dreamed the whole thing? He replayed the events over and over and realized that it really had happened.
He timidly stepped out of his room not sure what to say or how to act when he saw his mom. He looked around the house and was relieved when he found a note on the kitchen table that said she had gone out to run some errands and wouldn’t be back for a while.
He went back upstairs and took a long shower before getting dressed and going downstairs to do some homework. He watched television as he studied for a while. He often took breaks from his studying and analyzed what had happened the previous night. His mom had been more drunk than he had remembered seeing her in a long time. He figured that she was just so impaired from the alcohol that she lost her own judgment. He was still nervous about how she would react today when she got home. Would she even remember? Would she be angry he hadn’t stopped her? He tried to focus back on his homework to keep his mind occupied.
After finishing most of his work he happened to glance over at a big pile of mail that had arrived the past few days. He walked over and started thumbing through the pile hoping to find a new edition of one of the magazines he subscribed to. Toward the bottom of the pile he stopped when he found a catalogue from a lingerie company that was addressed to his mom.
He quickly pulled out the glossy catalogue. He thumbed through it as his cock grew quickly to full size. He immediately noticed that most of the things in the catalogue were very racy, more so even than he had seen in the Victoria’s Secrets or Fredericks catalogues that he had looked at before. Many of the items were crotchless, completely see through, or had open cups so the women’s tits hung in plain view.
He untied his sweats and slipped his hand inside his pants. He started stroking himself as he looked at the sexy models in the catalogue and envisioned Tori and his mom in some of the sluttier outfits he saw displayed. He again felt a twinge of something, was it guilt, at having these feelings for his mom. As his excitement grew his mind quickly got over that and he started having visions of himself slowly peeling some of the lingerie off his mom and fucking her. “What would she think if she knew I was having these thoughts?” he wondered as he slowly stroked his cock.
Maybe she would be excited, he thought to himself. The very idea of that sent a chill through him. He thought about what would happen if she walked in on him now as he sat with his pants around his knees and his hard cock in his hand. “Let me help with that, dear,” she would say as she came down the stairs and walked over to him. She would strip off her clothes in front of him and then sit on his lap driving his hard cock up her pussy fucking him until they both were screaming in orgasm. Perhaps she would hold her big tits in her hands and wrap them around his cock and let him fuck her tits until he shot his cum all over them.
He groaned at this last thought and felt his cum ready to burst. With one last grunt he started cumming. He stroked himself until he finished and then quickly moved to the bathroom to clean himself up. Fantasizing about his mom catching him was exciting before, but now with his own cum covering his hand and cock it seemed more scary than exciting. He quickly cleaned up and replaced the lingerie catalogue into the pile of mail where he found it.
He tried to go back to the homework but his mind kept wandering to the sexy items in the catalogue and the events of the previous night. Eventually he gave up and put on his workout clothes. He decided to go out for a run to burn off some of his pent up energy.
He left his mom a note and went out for a long run. He didn’t return until a couple of hours later and found his mom had returned. She greeted him warmly when he entered. “Hello sleepy head. I didn’t think you were ever going to wake up today.” They chatted for a while just as they had done on hundreds of previous Saturdays. Finally Mike said he needed to take a shower and went upstairs.
He stripped down and got in the shower happy that things hadn’t seemed awkward with his mom. Part way through his shower his mom knocked on the door and then came in to grab something. This happened occasionally so it wasn’t anything too unexpected. It used to happen more when his sister still lived with them as three people had to vie for space and time in the one full bathroom as they all tried to shower and get ready in the mornings. She quickly left and Mike was left alone with his thoughts of her joining him in the shower.
He shut off the water and toweled off still not believing he was having these thoughts about his mom. His cock had grown semi-hard from his lewd thoughts and he continued to towel off. Suddenly the door opened quickly and Wendy again stepped inside. Mike froze and stared dumbly at her before realizing he was completely naked. He quickly covered himself with the towel as Wendy apologized for bursting back in. “I thought you were still in the shower and I could sneak in and out,” she offered. However, Mike was fairly sure he had noticed her glancing at his semi-erect cock just before he covered it with the towel. He wondered if the whole thing hadn’t been planned. The very idea of that sent an electric spark through him.
By now it was the early evening and so Wendy cooked them a nice dinner. As they ate they chatted about Mike’s school and Wendy’s work.
After dinner Wendy said she had rented some videos that maybe they could watch if Mike didn’t have other plans. He had plans to go out with a girl he met in one of his classes, but she had called earlier in the day and cancelled with some excuse he still didn’t believe. He agreed and she said, “Great, it’s a date.”
They sat on the couch and watched the first video. It was a comedy they both had wanted to see and they laughed and enjoyed watching it together. When it ended Wendy said she had rented a thriller for the second movie. She suggested they get more comfortable and she went upstairs and changed into a pair of hospital scrub pants and a loose t-shirt. Mike went upstairs and put on his pajamas. Wendy popped some popcorn and came downstairs with a big bowl. Mike had a hard time peeling his eyes away from her big tits as they swayed erotically from side to side as she walked over to him.
She started the video and sat close to him on the couch with the big bowl of popcorn resting on both of their thighs. As they watched Mike soon realized this was an “erotic” thriller that featured a little more nudity and suggestive situations than their usual movie fare. His excitement grew as the action in the movie heated up.
The popcorn was soon gone, and Wendy put the bowl on the table next to the couch and sat back next to him just as a particularly hot scene started on the screen. A man started questioning a woman on her actions at a party where someone had been killed. The questioning became heated and became an argument that somehow evolved into a passionate embrace. Mike watched eagerly as they ripped off each other’s clothes and began to fuck on the desk in his office.
Mike knew he shouldn’t but he couldn’t help himself. He moved his hand over and rested it on his mom’s thigh. She jumped in surprise at his touch. He looked at her and she looked back with an expression that made him question if she even remembered what had happened the previous night.
“We shouldn’t,” she said. However, something in her tone seemed to leave the door open. Mike quickly thought to himself “What the hell?” and decided to press the situation. After all, she had initiated things the previous night so she couldn’t really get too mad at him, could she?
She pushed his hand lightly off her thigh and pushed pause on the remote. “Sorry,” Mike offered, “but I thought that maybe after last night…” His voice trailed off as he was unsure exactly how to end that sentence. I thought that after last night you would let me fuck you silly just didn’t seem like something he could say out loud.
“Last night was probably a mistake,” Wendy said softly.
“But why does it have to be?” Mike asked.
“It just isn’t right,” Wendy answered. “Mothers and sons aren’t supposed to do things like that?”
“Why not?” Mike asked. “Nobody is doing anything they don’t want.” He took a deep breath for courage before he continued, “I’ve been fantasizing about you for a long time and last night you said you thought about me like that too.” Wendy just stared at him so he took that as his cue to continue. “Nobody other than us ever has to know. And if it is something that we both want it can’t do any harm.”
“But we shouldn’t,” she offered again softly.
Mike had imagined himself saying these next words to her hundreds of times but he still couldn’t believe it when he heard the words actually coming out of his mouth. “Doesn’t that just make it better?”
An awkward silence hung in the air for a few seconds and Mike feared he had pushed the issue too far too soon. Wendy stood up and he feared she was going upstairs, but instead she said, “I need a drink.” She went to the kitchen and returned a few moments later with a glass and a bottle of wine. Mike still wasn’t sure what would happen but when he noticed her hard nipples poking against her shirt he grew very excited.
She sat back down next to him and rewound the tape for a few moments. She hit play and he looked back at the TV and rewatched the scene where the couple’s questioning became arguing became fucking.