Affection 1

All characters are over the age of 18.

AFFECTION

Danny was like most boys. Into sports, and girls. His mom Mary had long realized that she wasn't one of his top priorities anymore. Probably not since he started high school. And that's normal, she always told herself. He was making his own life.

That changed one day, however. Danny had come home from school to find his mom reading on the couch. Nothing out of the ordinary there. But, her little skirt she was wearing had ridden up her legs, and Danny was getting a lot of legs. He stared for a few seconds, never really realizing how hot his mom was.

Mary was petite, about 5"1", with a tomboy pixie haircut (some people even called her Tinkerbell as a nickname). She was 41 years old and in fantastic shape, as she was an avid runner. She worked from home, so she was always around the house. In that moment she was lost in her book and hadn't heard Danny come home.

Danny found himself mesmerized. How had he never realized how great her legs are? he asked himself. Suddenly, for the first time in his life, he wanted to touch her. He couldn't explain it if he tried. It made no sense, but it was suddenly an overwhelming urge.

She finally looked up from her book. "Oh hi honey," she said, sitting up and pushing down her skirt. She was surprised to see him home, and hoped she hadn't given him an accidental peep show. Like he would even care about that, she thought.

"Hi mom," Danny replied awkwardly, before heading to his bedroom. He had a growing erection in his pants, just thinking about running his hand up his mom's legs, and under her skirt. But it was crazy. She would never let him do anything like that. Right?

Later after dinner, Danny was watching his mom clean up the kitchen. He was still feeling that urge. Mary closed the dishwasher, and started towards the fridge. Danny stopped her. "Thanks for dinner mom," he said, giving her a hug.

"Aww thanks sweetie!" Mary glowed. Danny pulled her close into him. "That's so sweet!" she said. Danny then gave his mom a quick kiss on the cheek. "And a kiss too... wow! You really did like that dinner!" she laughed, moving past him.

All for the better, Danny thought, as he again felt his cock coming to life. He tried to make it go away. "One more," Danny said, hoping he wasn't pushing his luck. He grabbed his mom from behind this time and gave her a bear hug. "You're being so sweet!" his mom said, as Danny wrapped his arms around her midsection. "Is everything ok?" she asked.

"Oh yeah. I just realized I hadn't been appreciating you recently. So I'd like that to change," Danny stuttered, trying to make something sound believable. He did mean it, but what he really meant was that he just wanted his hands on her. Everywhere. As soon as possible.

She patted his hands as he released her. "Thanks Danny. That means a lot."

Five minutes later, and Danny was upstairs in his bedroom furiously masturbating. It was the first time he had ever cum while thinking about her.

The next few days went by somewhat normally, with one exception: Lots of hugs. Danny was suddenly really into that. Mary thought it was sweet, but did feel like her son was acting differently. It was a change for the better though, she thought.

One night, the two were watching tv, just like any other normal night. When it was time for bed, Mary went upstairs to shower. She came down after she was done to say goodnight to Danny.

She yelled "Goodnight!" to him at the base of the stairs, wearing only a towel wrapped around her body, and a towel wrapped around her head.

Danny had an idea, but just thinking about it made him pitch a tent in his pants. He had to talk it down. Eventually, he met his mom at the stairs. "Goodnight kiss?" he asked, thinking this may be pushing too far.

"Of course!" his mom replied, beaming. Danny thought to himself that he needed to be careful. This couldn't look sexual. He leaned down to reach her, and gently gave her a peck on the lips. Then another. And another. She giggled, as Danny slowly began to push her up against the wall.

More pecks on the lips, as Danny felt his mom's chest pressing against his. He took a moment to look down at her cleavage just above where the towel was tied. He watched the swell of her breasts rise and fall.

Danny moved to kiss her again, pressing her up firmly against the wall. Finally, Mary called it off. "Thanks honey. That was sweet. Goodnight," she said, patting him on the head as she headed off to bed. As he had done every night that week, Danny jerked himself off thinking about his mom before going to sleep.

The next few days were more of the same. Danny stealing hugs when he could, with the occasional kiss on the cheek, and goodnight kisses on the lips. Mary loved it. Finally her son was paying attention to her, and showing her some affection.

Danny was at a crossroads. He needed to up his game, but he didn't know how to do that without looking like he was making a move on his own mom. One Sunday afternoon, he proposed a picnic in a public park. Mary thought that was a great idea, and packed them some snacks and a blanket.

After eating, Mary laid down on her back. "This feels good.... I might just take a nap here." Danny looked at her stretched out next to him, looking quite cute and sporty in her little khaki shorts and tight polo top. Her firm breasts were pointing straight up. Danny moved closer to her.

"Thanks for lunch mom," he said quietly, putting an arm around her. He moved closer.

"You're welcome honey," she replied, feeling her son's arm come to rest across her chest. "I'm just glad I get to spend some time with you."

Danny stayed like that for a few moments. He didn't want to spoil anything. He gave her a light squeeze, pulling her closer to him. Nervously, he reached out and touched her chin with his fingers. He directed her face towards his. They were only a few inches apart.

Slowly, Danny leaned in and touched his lips to his mom's cheek. She giggled softly. He gave her a quick kiss there. And then another. He slowly moved his lips closer to hers, and kissed her on the side of the mouth.

Danny squeezed his mom tighter, moving her even closer. He was almost laying on top of her, with his lips resting right next to hers. He adjusted slightly, and kissed his mom fully on the lips. He felt her laugh between kisses.

"So much affection today!" she said, beaming, as Danny looked up and down his mom's tight little body. He had an idea.

"It's hot out here.... I'm taking my shirt off," he said, sitting up and stripping it off. He tossed it to the side and laid back down next to his mom. His bare skin touched her arm, as he again lowered himself and kissed his mom on the lips. Mary loved the attention.

After a few quick pecks, and making sure he hadn't freaked her out, he whispered in her ear, "Are you hot, Tinkerbell?"

"I am, actually," she said truthfully, smiling at the cute nickname. "But it feels good. Good thing I dressed for it," she said, motioning to her small shorts and shirt.

Danny went for broke. "Too bad you can't take your shirt off too," he said, sheepishly.

Mary laughed. "Yeah it doesn't really work that way, sport."

He kept trying. "It's ok, if you want. No one is out here." It was true. They were the only ones there. She just laughed, and patted him on the head. Danny swung his leg around his mom's waist, and straddled her there, looking down at her.

Danny's hands were shaking as they went to the base of her shirt underneath him. This was nuts. "Really mom, I don't mind if you want to take it off."

He pulled the bottom of her shirt out of her little khakis, and began pushing it up. Mary sat up on her elbows and watched her son slowly exposing more of her abdomen. "Let me take it off of you," he said, still pushing it up, until it caught on her breasts.

Danny took a deep breath. This was so dangerous. But he was desperate to see her topless.

Mary looked down her torso at her son straddling her, and slowly lifting her shirt. He was about to get it up and over her bra. She loved this newfound attention, and how he was making her feel. But she didn't want it to have to stop.

Danny saw the base of his mom's bra come into view. He pushed up more, and just as he lifted the shirt up over her bra, and as it came to rest bunched up near her neck, her hands caught his.

She gave him a quick peck on the lips to show she wasn't upset. And another. "I think it's time to go home," she said, pushing her shirt back down. "Thank you so much for the fun afternoon baby," Mary said, as she started to clean up. Danny would have to sit for awhile before his was in a condition where he could stand.

The next couple of days were more of the same: As many hugs and quick kisses as Danny wanted. His one attempt at getting a layer of her clothing off at the park had gone nowhere. He thought he'd probably just have to make do with the occasional motherly hug and quick pecks on the lips.

That Saturday night they went out to see a movie. It was a comedy, and not a particularly good one. The movie was about two-thirds over, and they were sitting towards the back. The theater was mostly empty, with just a few other people there, all in front of Danny and Mary.

Danny's mom was wearing a skirt and a button-up blouse. He could barely take his eyes off her. He took a chance, and brought his hand to her leg. She looked at him briefly and smiled, and went back to watching the movie. She really did love the attention.

He gently ran his hand up and down her right leg. From her kneecap, up to her black skirt. He took another chance, and slipped his fingers just inside of his mom's skirt. She didn't react. He caressed her leg again, all the way down, and back up to under the skirt.

Danny kept repeating this motion, and each time his hand would slip a little higher up under his mom's skirt. She was making no effort to stop him. Again, she was enjoying the feeling. Nothing wrong with that, she thought. That's just how her son show's affection.

He grew bolder with her. Danny now had his entire hand underneath his mom's skirt, resting on her inner thigh. A couple of more inches and he would be feeling her panties. His cock was rock hard, and he was actually worried about cumming in his pants, as his hand explored what was under his mom's skirt.

Danny wanted to try to feel his mom's panties, there in the movie theater. With people around them. He moved his hand up further, and her hand grasped his. She turned to him and smiled, holding his hand in hers. Mission not accomplished.

It was then that Danny looked down, and saw that one of his mom's buttons on her blouse had become undone. It was the second from the top, above her breasts. He had a nice view of a small portion of her skin. But, he was greedy. And he wanted to see more.

He leaned into his mom. "Mom... you lost a button," he whispered, hatching a plan.

"Oh thanks," she replied, her hand leaving his and moving to re-button her shirt. "It's ok, I'll get it for you." This time, he grabbed her hand.

She squeezed his hand and smiled, and turned back to the screen. Danny reached for the opened button, and pretended like he was buttoning her up. He wasn't. In fact his fingers traveled down to the next one, and quickly slipped that button through its hole.

Danny quickly adjusted himself in the seat, and arranged himself to where he had full access to the front of her blouse.

Mary looked down, realizing her shirt was partially unbuttoned, and saw her son's hands moving down to the next button. She quickly looked around the theater. No one was watching. Her eyes returned to her son, and what he was doing to her.

With shaking hands, Danny then separated the next button from its hole. That was three. Most of the buttons on her blouse had been undone, although Danny still couldn't see underneath. The top was still being held together. He needed to separate the two open sides. He too now looked around the theater.

Mary watched him take the two sides of his mom's blouse in his hands, and slowly pull them apart. The small hole he had created in the center of his mother's shirt suddenly turned into a very large one. Danny released the sides of her top, and stared at his mom's chest, covered now only by a lacy black bra.

They stayed like that for a moment. Both of them staring at her opened shirt, and the now visible bra underneath it. Mary's eyes went from her opened blouse, to her son, and back to her blouse.

Danny was reeling from what was happening. He had his mom sitting next to him, in a partial state of undress. In public. As he stared at what he had exposed in front of him, his cock pulsated in his pants. He was very close to cumming. This was so dirty, what he was doing with his innocent mom.

Danny leaned into her, and took her face in his hands. He put his lips to hers and kissed her passionately. Mary sunk back into her seat, as her son gave her a very wet kiss.

She loved how he was making her feel, and how tender he was being with her. She also loved the feeling of intimacy, and the excitement of what was happening, and where. She didn't want to have to stop him.

Danny kissed her now down her chin, and down her neck, until he came to the top button of her blouse, still fastened. He quickly unbuttoned it, and moved his hands down to the bottom of her shirt, to the last button. It too quickly came undone. Now his mom's shirt was completely open to him, to do with as he pleased.

He took the two sides and pushed them off her shoulders, and pressed her down into her seat, as he dragged her unfastened shirt down her arms. He hovered over her now, with his mom's opened blouse just dangling off of her.

Mary watched her son take the straps of her bra, and slowly drag them down her arms, as far as they could go. She sunk down into her seat, almost lying down. She again looked around the theater, to ensure they weren't being watched.

Danny stared at the state he had put his mother in. Sprawled out before him, pressed up against the seat, partially exposed chest heaving. His sweet little pixie mom had her blouse stripped almost completely off her, with her bra straps dangling off her arms.

His cock again pulsated as he took in the sight of his partially undressed mom. He again had to work to stave off his orgasm.

Only the loosened cups of her bra remained in place on her chest. Danny wondered how far he could take this. It would be so easy to just lift those cups over her tits.

Mary watched his hands move towards them. She squirmed against the seat, as her son touched her barely covered breasts, gently squeezing them over her bra. It was dark, but Danny thought he could make out her nipples through the thin fabric.

Danny then decided to go for it, and took a hold of the material of his mother's bra, at the base of the cups. He slipped his fingers underneath, and pushed up. As the bottom portion of her breasts came into view, he saw movement in the theater. People were leaving. The movie had ended.

Mary quickly sat up and started putting her shirt back together as the lights came on. "Wardrobe malfunction!" she said laughing and fumbling with the buttons. When she had finished covering herself, they got up to leave. Danny untucked his shirt, to hide what had grown in his pants.

This was her son's way of showing affection, she said to herself. She liked it though. She liked the tenderness, and how focused her son had been on her recently. She liked the attention, and how it made her feel. She didn't want to do anything that would make it stop.

The drive home that night was quiet. Danny spent most of it replaying the events from earlier. He kept his hands mostly on his lap, as he thought about all the things he had done to his mom in the theater.

What if the movie had been a little longer? he wondered to himself. What if they hadn't been in public, and been made to stop? How far would he have gone with her?

Danny imagined getting her bra off, and then moving to her panties, and then inside of them. He needed to get home and to his bedroom, fast. He had a loaded gun in his pants that could go off at any minute.

As they pulled into the garage, Mary said "Hey, watch a little tv with me before bed?"

"Sure!" Danny replied, trying not to sound too enthusiastic. "I'm just glad you're not mad at me."

"Mad? Honey...." she said sweetly. "I'm going to get changed. Meet you at the couch in five minutes!"

Exactly five minutes later, Danny plopped down on the couch. He had changed into just a loose pair of gym shorts, and was still carrying around that loaded weapon in his pants. There hadn't been time to take care of that problem.

"Ready!" he heard his mom shout, rounding the corner. She had changed into small pink pajamas. She looked adorable.

"Oh wow, you look great," Danny blurted out. His mom did a little mock curtsy for him. "You like?"

Oh he did like. Very much. He patted the cushion next to him. Mary sat down next to her son, and immediately put her head in his lap. Oh no, Danny thought. His loaded weapon.

"I might just sleep right here tonight!" she exclaimed, adjusting herself against his legs. "This is comfy," she said, reaching for the remote on the coffee table. When she returned her head to her previous position, she saw the enormous erection in Danny's gym shorts.

"Oh," she said softly. Teenage boys, always horny, she thought to herself. He was probably looking forward to watching some porn on his phone later. She giggled to herself, and this time snuggled up to him by resting her head on his shoulder.

Danny looked down at her out of the corner of his eye. Her pajama top was satin, and thin. So were her pajama bottoms. He could smell her perfume, and feel her breath against his neck. His erection was throbbing, and cumming in his pants was a definite possibility.

He looked down at her pretty face resting against him. "Can I kiss you again?" he asked, innocently.

"You can kiss me anytime you want," she replied back, with a sweet smile. She was still loving the attention, and it was mostly harmless, she told herself. Danny took her face in his hands, and gently kissed her lips. He could feel his heart almost beating out of his chest, he was so horny for her.

One kiss turned into many, and soon Danny was passionately kissing his mother on the couch. He leaned into her, pushing her down against the couch on her back.

Mary felt his erection pressing into her. He was really kissing her now, with lots of tongue. His hands were all over her, running up and down the sides of her top, and up and down her legs. She didn't want to call it quits, and hoped she wouldn't have to. She could tell he was excited, but he was being so tender with her.

Danny pulled up a little, so he could look at her underneath him. Her top had ridden up a little, and a good portion of her stomach was exposed. He then saw his massive boner poking through his shorts, and felt it twitch as it was stabbing his mom in the side of her leg. He really needed to cum.

Danny nuzzled his face against his mom's neck. "I'm just glad you're not mad, about what I did to you in the theater," he said, kissing her neck.

"I'm not mad," she repeated softly, loving the feeling of being necked. His kisses felt so nice. "We were having fun. It was exciting."

"Too bad the movie ended," he said, as his lips found their way to his mom's upper chest. "I didn't want to stop."

Mary watched her son take a hold of the straps of her top, and like with her bra in the theater, pull them down off her shoulders and down her arms. His hands went to the material above her breasts. She felt him tugging on it.

Danny lowered his head, just above her right breast. He pulled more on her top. "I wanted to see more of you," he replied, holding the garment in place. He could see her hardened nipple through the fabric, just a fraction of an inch below. "I was almost there.... Would you have let me do it?"