Tom had gone out with some of the people from his office for a drink on Friday evening. He had messaged his mum to say that he would be home at eight. Tom had suggested to her that he wanted to have an Indian curry this evening and she would like to join him then she would have to wait until eight. His mum had replied saying that would be good if he arranged the Indian takeaway and she would get the wine chilled. Tom's father had died seven years ago in his second year of University.
He had now been graduated for three years, and six months ago he had been offered a partnership in the Law firm where he worked. It had been tough for his mum after his father died of cancer, both his parents were doctors, Tom would never forget coming home from University and his mum said, "Tom, I have some bad news, dad has a very aggressive cancer, he told me this morning that he hadn't been feeling well for the last six weeks. I took him to the hospital, they kept him in, I will be surprised if he is still with us in a month."
Mum had been right, they tried everything for two and a half weeks then let him come home to die which he did three days later. Tom had been at his mum's side throughout this terrible ordeal. Mum had her own Clinic with dad, she kept this going after his father had died, but she cooked Tom his dinner every night. Tom's graduation was terrific for Tom and his mum, his mum was so proud of him.
Tom got a position in the best law firm in the area, he had a quick legal brain and was an excellent debater. Both Tom and his mum didn't socialise a lot, they both just worked. They both enjoyed wine and were members of various Wine Clubs. They would drink some wine every evening, a couple of times they had a little too much, but they were both still in control when they retired to their separate bedrooms.
Tom was now twenty-five, and his mum was forty-nine, she had him when she was twenty-four. Tom was tall and good looking, he was also an outstanding golfer who played for his Club's team. He had been four times the Club Champion in four straight years.
His mum was also tall, she had a voluptuous body. Tom often wondered why she never dated as she was a beautiful woman. Tom had once joked with her and asked her, "Why do you not date?"
His mum then replied, "The majority of men don't know how to kiss."
Tom took the train home and ordered the Indian takeaway from the train. He would be home in ten minutes. He messaged his mum, it read, "Be home in ten minutes, food has been ordered, how's your day been?"
Mum's replied two minutes later, it read, "Darling, I think that I'll be a few drinks in front of you, been watching an exciting thriller on catch-up television and I am halfway through my second bottle, don't worry there's plenty of good wine in the fridge. How's your day been?"
Tom answered, "I've had three glasses of not so good wine, I am sure that I will catch up with you, I am now walking home, I am with you in two minutes, you can pour me my glass now."
Mum had kept the family home, it was a detached villa in the best area of the town we lived in. It had a large garden which was maintained by a gardening company. Mum was in the kitchen when Tom arrived, Tom was surprised at how his mum was dressed, she was wearing a skirt and blouse, she was also wearing three-inch heels. Her blouse was unbuttoned, and she was showing a lot of cleavages. Tom said, "Mum, stand beside me, this is the first time that I've seen you in such high heels, I must say that you look gorgeous."
Mum went beside Tom and put her hands on his waist and said, "Next Tuesday I'm at Medical lunch, and there's a horrible, small and supercilious doctor going to be there, and I am going to be at least twelve inches taller than him. I'm wearing these just to get used to them. Now I see that when I wear them, I am the perfect height for being your dance partner."
Mum gave Tom a little cuddle, surprisingly she was pulling him towards her. Their mouths were now so close, Tom bent his head down, and their lips met, Tom was amazed as his mother's tongue slid inside his mouth. Tom could feel the weight of her massive tits on his chest, mum was also pushing her pussy against his leg. The kiss was interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell. As Tom stepped away, his mum said, "You are a good kisser."
