It had been a year almost to the day since he had left home. For Brian it had been a year of picking up casual work as he roamed around the country, all the time longing for home and Tania, but now, as he approached home in his old Toyota, he was filled with apprehension.
He and Tania had agreed to separate and have no contact whatsoever for the whole year in order to be sure that what they wanted was each other. The relationship they had briefly begun was so potent and yet so hazardous that they needed to be utterly secure in each other's love.
Brian had no knowledge of what had been happening at home and to Tania, but he did know he had left her in a distressing situation, and had it not been for Tania's strong resolve that they must have the year apart he might never have left her.
A few days before making the journey home he had telephoned Tania. That too they had agreed upon. That was to make sure that Brian wanted to come home, and that Tania wanted him to. "Things, feelings, change in the course of a year," Tania had said, "and we need to be sure."
One thing he had learned from the telephone call had been that at last the philandering Ben had left Tania and was now living with a girl he had met while on a "business trip" to the Philippines. Brian thought that this would make things easier for him and Tania, but he thought he had detected a note doubt in her voice when he said he was returning home. Nevertheless she had agreed that he could return.
As he drove the last leg of the journey his mind wandered back to the night it had all begun, "No," he thought, "that was not when it began." That night had only been the culmination of what had been brewing between them for at least four years, the almost inevitable outcome of love, vulnerability and opportunity.
He recalled the time when at the age of fifteen he had first become aware of Tania as a sexually desirable woman. He came upon her when she was half reclining on a divan. He must have seen her like that many times, but this time it was different.
She was wearing a loose negligee he had never seen her in before. As usual she had very little makeup on, but even so she did not look her age, which at that time must have been about thirty four or five.
What struck him very forcibly was the quiet radiance of her beauty It was the exquisite line of cheek and jawbone, the way her hair fell loosely and naturally to frame her face. The long sea-green eyes, the warmth and sweetness of her smile that seemed to give her an aura of enchantment.
No doubt she had not anticipated being seen dressed like that. Ben had been away on one of his alleged business trips, and she wasn't to know that the school drains were blocked and the students sent home early. She had simply been relaxing for a while and enjoying the new garment she had bought the day before.
Brian had a brief glimpse of her breasts that seemed to him like two halves of a Galia melon only ivory skinned, smooth and tipped with ripe pink nipples. Tania had hastily drawn the negligee over breasts and smiled saying, "I didn't expect you to be home so early darling."
Yes, that was where it had begun, but there it might have remained had circumstances not dictated otherwise. A philandering husband was breaking her heart; she was a woman who needed love and emotional warmth and that love and warmth she found in Brian, and in receiving she also gave.
Even so it might not have culminated as it did had they not both been at a vulnerable stage in their lives.
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Over the years following that incident they both became aware that their feelings for each other went beyond the filial, and had even confessed them to each other. This at least cleared the air and removed some of the fears that often got with such feelings.
Tania had said that Brian's feelings were perfectly natural and often occurred between mothers and sons. For her part she confessed that what she called her "emotional life with Ben" was less than satisfactory and if he did not stop his womanising she would one day have to end the marriage. She went on to say that if at times she became a "little over emotional with him," he, Brian, must forgive her because she needed affection.
That affection had at times brought them close to the fulfilment that the accompanying feelings often call for, but always they had stepped back from the brink, until that evening when they were both very vulnerable.
Brian had been at that pivotal point in his life between the end of high school and entering upon tertiary studies, always a big step in one's life. He was a potent young man and being good looking and personable he had no difficulty in getting sex partners, including a couple of older women, but none of these had lasted because the one woman he truly wanted was, he thought, beyond his reach.
Tania had reached breaking point with regard to Ben who was once more on a so-called business trip. Tania knew that even if the business trip was genuine it would include yet another womanising venture. Brian had found her in the lounge quietly weeping and had sought, not for the first time, to comfort her. Their close physical contact had, as it often had on other occasions, brought them to a state of sexual arousal, yet still they drew back from the final step.
It had been later when Tania had gone to bed and Brian was making his way from the shower to his bedroom that when passing the partially open door to Tania's room she called out to him, asking him come in because she wanted to speak with him.
He entered and her subtle perfume seemed to pervade the room. She was in bed, the covers pulled up to her chin. She beckoned him to draw closer, and as he stood beside the bed she put out her hand to take his, and as she sat up the covers fell off her shoulders, exposing her naked breasts.
Almost shyly she said, "You'll stay with me tonight, won't you? I'm so lonely and miserable and what I'd really like is for you to come into bed with me, hold me and make love."
This was a moment that Brian had longed for but never believed would happen, and after a moments hesitation he dropped his bathrobe to the floor and got into bed with her.
Tania snuggled close to him, their naked bodies touching. She began to stroke his body, reaching down and touching his penis, and throwing back the bed covers she looked at it and said, "It's lovely darling," and bent to kiss its head.
She moved again to kiss him and her tongue ran across his lips and probed for entry into his mouth, and she whispered, "No one must ever know darling," and she moaned as she rubbed her body over his. She had her arms round him as she returned his kisses. She parted her lips and her tongue slipped out to touch his mouth again and their tongues began to thrust and tangle.
She moved herself on top of him, perhaps thinking he might not make the ultimate move, and then with the head of hs penis touching her inner lips she pressed down to take his full length into her vagina. She remained still for a while and asked, "Do you like that darling?"
He smiled up at her and replied, "I think you know the answer to that," and encouraged her to move by thrusting up against her.
Tania started to slowly move on him telling his she loved him and had wanted him for so long, that he was her beautiful boy and that she wanted it to last forever. But of course it did not last forever; it did not even last ten minutes. As is often the case with first time lovers they need to quickly release their long pent up emotions and soon Tania was begging him to come in her, and this Brian did, as she wailed and screamed above him.
