Thanks for stopping by to read my story. This story is based on pure fiction.
Every character in this story is older than 18 years of age. Places mentioned are fictional, and not tied to any particular business or person.
If you are squeamish about having affairs or sexual intimacy within a family then skip this story.
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Roger and Kayte' were swaying with the music, both of them just enjoying the moment. Both of them had their eyes closed. No lines crossed, just a nice, gentle mother and son dance. Roger felt Kayte' shift, and when he opened his eyes, Kayte' was looking up at him. He kissed her forehead, a quite innocent kiss. But he saw the disappointment in Kayte' eyes. He bent over and softly kissed her on the lips. Still, just an innocent kiss. Kayte' again signaled her disapproval. So far, the line had not yet really been crossed.
Roger held his mother in his arms, looking lovingly into her eyes. A face he had looked at for 27 years. A face that was all of everything in his life, rolled up into one package. The mother he loved and adored, the mentor that guided him through almost 20 years of his life. And now... a woman. A woman that he lusted for in his teenage years. But looking down into her loving eyes, there was one thought that nagged at him.
If he were to cross that bridge, the mother that he loved, the mentor that took care of him, would be gone. Morphed into a woman that he would end up not just loving, but would make love too. So many questions, so little time, he thought.
Roger really didn't know what to do. He had times before that when with a woman, he knew exactly what to do, and did just that. This was an issue that wasn't as easy to resolve. He was in turmoil. He needed more time to think. Then realized, that was perfect! Don't move too fast. Don't do anything hasty. It was a way he could consider all of this, have some time to think. It's not like they were going to do anything that hasty. Or were they?
A kiss, he argued in his mind, wouldn't be that far over the line. He would have to control this situation very carefully, very skillfully. Roger leaned into her, and kissed her.
Their lips touching, opened slightly. Roger could sense a slight bit of the rum and coke she had been drinking. The seduction of the moment brought their tongues out, and in just simple play, they briefly touch tips. The sensation of the touch was the catalyst, both of their tongues sought out the other. It was soft. Yet demanding. Powerful. A Hunger. A Need. A Dance. In and out. Up and down. Exploring, feeling, drinking in each other's lust.
Yet Roger has this in the back of his mind... slow down boy, don't get in a rush.
Kayte' finally starts to pull away slightly. This time, it is Roger who wasn't ready. "Baby," she whispers... "I want you..."
Oh... crap, Roger thought to himself. He had already processed that up to now the delay tactic could work. They might be on the line, but have not fully crossed it. And even though his brains were thinking slow down, his loins were demanding, Dammit Roger... do something!
Roger pulls Kayte' back to him and whispers "Not yet." He dives back in for yet another kiss.
This kiss is more heated. More passionate. More tongue action. More hands action. That mental wall was crumbling.
On purpose, Roger moves one hand down Katye' back, to her ass. He had a hand on his mother's ass, and was holding onto it for dear life.
The action of Roger grabbing Kayte' ass, intensified her kiss, and her hands on her son's body. She knew that any remaining doubt about her son, was now gone. She had to have him as her lover, whatever the cost.
After what seemed like seconds (that was actually minutes), they separated their kiss again. Both needing to come up for air. Roger was still trying to process this. He still wasn't sure. But with his hand never moving an inch from his mother's ass, he was able to keep her there, still, by his side.
Kayte' was awestruck of the firm grasp that Roger had on her. He was quite the man, indeed.
"Kayte', honey, I..."
"You don't want to do this, do you Roger?" she said to him. Why else would he hesitate so, she thought?
"Kayte', I don't know yet." Roger knew that he was on thin ice at this point. But a stall tactic popped into his head. "I'm still trying to process all of this. There is a very lot on the line with this. Not to mention that several hours ago, I was a single man, with no women out there for me. And then to find out that you left Dad, for me! It's a lot to take in."
Yes, Kayte' wanted him. But he was right. She just dumped her world in his, with no warning. It was only fair, she figured, to give him some time. Let him work through it all. Heaven forbid that she scare him away.
"But," Roger noted, "I would like to make a suggestion, if you would let me."
"What?" she asked.
"You are all dressed up, and crazy beautiful and incredibly sexy too," he said. "And I bet, on top of all that, you are hungry... I know I am."
Kayte' didn't have to think twice, in being so wrapped up in Roger, she had forgotten about food. She was hungry. Two rum and cokes had made her a little light headed, but sitting on an empty stomach didn't feel the greatest either.
"You're right, Roger. I am kind of famished," Kayte' said. "And we do have all night."
"And me taking out this gorgeous woman to dinner will give us some time. Time for me to think about all of this, and time for us to get to know each other at this different level. You know, I'm not one to just take a lover sight unseen."
Roger knew his mother. But not in the dating sense. Now he was going to have to get to know the woman in her. Yes, being his mother helped, but there were parts to her that he didn't know.
Nothing like studying for the big exam with just a few hours to prepare, he thought to himself.
"Are you up for Italian?" he asked Kayte'.
"Sure. I haven't had any in quite a while," she responded.
"I know this little place called 'Ricco's Italian' on the northeast side. They know me, they don't know you. You can actually be my date tonight, and they won't know the difference. How does that sound?"
Kayte' was taken back by what her son, her future lover just said. It sounded like he was ashamed to be with her. "You just made me sound like a piece of meat," she said to him. It hurt her feelings a little. She looked away from him, partially in shame, partly in disgust.
Roger had heard that tone and got the message loud and clear. It didn't go over the way he had intended.
"Look, Kayte', that is not what I meant," Roger said. He reached over, and gently moved her face back to look at him. Looking into her eyes, he said, "I have loved you all my life. Right now, we are embarking upon a new future. We need to keep this... Us... a secret, until we can fully work out the details."
Kayte's expression softened, as she listened to her man.
"What we would be committing to, is illegal, all around the world. I'm just trying to be logical about this while we figure all this out. It has nothing to do with you, yet it has everything to do with you. And no, you're not a piece of meat." Kayte' look turned upwards with a little bit of a smile. "You are my precious pearl, you are my world. Its my job to protect you, and I, and what we could become. And at Ricco's, I get to show you off a bit."
The words Roger said to Kayte', made complete sense. She was making Roger her protector. Something new for her to process that she hadn't considered.
And yes, Kayte' realized Roger was right. It is not an accepted practice for a mother and son to become lovers, or to become husband and wife.
"You're right, Roger. I'm sorry. Ricco's' sounds nice," she said to him. "Really good food?"
"Yes. The best." he replied.
Roger picked up his phone, and within seconds using speed dial, the phone was answered by the Maitre'd. "Rock, hey bud... it's Roger," he said. "Yeah, doing good. How is Cathy? Great. I was worried there. Hey, I know this is late, but would you have room for 2 in the back? Really? Super Rock! I owe you a big one! See you soon!"
