As I had said before, I don't know how long this series will last. But what I can say is I will do my best to make it as exciting a reading as possible. Over the past few months I received a lot of fan emails about my stories. They liked them and some wanted me to write more. That is partly the reason I am returning to this series and developing it further.
I have written the next few chapters, but I am waiting to 'touch them up' before I post them. Let me know what you think about this one.
Since this is a series, if you are reading this new, it would be beneficial if you read the previous chapters in the order first.
Your support and encouragement is much appreciated.
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Morning after
When I woke up, I was still a bit sleepy and dazed. It was apparent that I had slept over a bit. When I could realise, I noticed that I was alone in bed. Mum was not in the bed. She must had woken up before me. I recalled the events that had happened during the night. Slowly the situation unfolded in my mind. I felt really weird. I didn't know how she would react or what she would make of all that happened. I was trying to interpret her behaviour.
From what I had realised about her, she was very much in love with me and wanted me. And when I recalled the moments we had in the night, it made me confirm that she would not regret what happened. But then my doubts set in and I thought that it may have been a dream and I may have partly imagined it. Or worse, that it did happen just as wonderfully as I remember it but now she would back out of it all thinking she had made a mistake. What if she felt guilty or unpleasant? I surely didn't push myself on her. What if she felt she had pushed herself on me? But she enjoyed every bit of it. It all felt very real and tender. Then I thought I didn't know what had actually happened. I wasn't sure of my memories, or my thoughts. Every thing that I had thought and known began to become blurred and vague. I tried to think positive. I tried to shake the thoughts and come to my senses. One thing was sure. I was nervous of getting out of that bed and facing mum. I didn't want to loose what we had gained over time, the lovely relationship we had developed. Least I didn't want to loose her. My heart was beating fast and I was very anxious.
Just then I heard mum come into the room. She was wearing her usual robe. But she was carrying a tray in her hand. As she entered the room, she saw me awake and smiled. She was carrying a breakfast tray and laid it next to me. As she sat next to me she smiled softly, and caressed my face, "Good morning sunshine".
I realised that she was not upset. She seemed happy, pleasant. It put me to ease to say the least. But I still didn't know what to say. As I didn't want to sour the mood, I just smiled back, "Good morning. You made breakfast." I sounded surprised.
"Yep. You have made it for me so many times. I decided it was time I surprised you with some morning pleasure." She smiled at me. Her eyes were looking straight in my eyes and seemed full of warmth.
"You do more than that anyway!", I said with a smile.
"For you I would always do more". She stroked my face.
As we ate the breakfast, I found it difficult to fathom the thoughts in my mom's head. She seemed happy and contented. Yet there was a slight hesitation in her behaviour. Or was it just my imagination?
"You slept well?" I asked hesitantly.
"Like a baby, thank you.". She smiled and glanced at me. "How about you?"
"Me too." I didn't know what else to say without revealing my nervous feeling.
We just looked at each other. She had a glow in her eyes and warm wetness with pleasure full of gratitude. She just looked at me and lowered her lips to kiss my cheek. While I was eating the breakfast, I had to sit up and my chest was uncovered. So she was eating her heart out gazing all over me. I am not sure what she was imagining when she ran her eyes down the duvet.
"You have no idea just how special you are to me." She gazed deep in my eyes.
"You should let me know then." I just stared at her.
"I would have thought I did already." She looked with a questioning face. "But I will make every attempt from now on. "
"You do. I was just saying cause it is nice to know what you feel." I wanted to ease my nervous feeling. "Uncertainty doesn't go well with me."
"I will do it more often. How about that?" She smiled.
"That would be brilliant." I smiled back.
"Does that mean you will do that too?" She asked me with a girlish smile.
"Do what?" I was puzzled.
"Show me how you feel about me?"
"Of course. I will." I smiled with ease.
"Without hesitation?" she was still being girlish.
"Without hesitation", I smiled back.
As we sat on the bed finishing the breakfast, her robe was parting a bit to reveal her boobs. Her cleavage was teasing me through the sheer soft silk and I was becoming aware that I was still naked underneath the duvet. It gave me an unusual feeling cause mum was dressed in the robe at least. I was aware of this fact and I was beginning to wonder if she was. But from all that transpired one thing was very clear now; she was A-ok with me. And that set off all kinds of butterflies in my stomach. It was getting harder to breath as I watched her warmth and eagerness bubble out of her heart.
Mum paused for a while and looked at me. "What do you wish to do today?". She asked with some hesitation.
"I am not sure. I don't have anything planned." I was waiting for her to say something. I hoped that it would give me a clue on what was on her mind.
"Nothing on your mind?" she made a question on her face.
"Nope. I am all game." I smiled, trying to encourage her to tell me what was on her mind.
"Ok. Then I was thinking may be it would be a good idea if we went out shopping together. I wanted to change my wardrobe and who better to select it than you."
"Ok. Sounds good." I was loosing my nervousness. "And you can choose some for me."
"Sure. I would love that." She smiled with excitement. "Plus, we can make a day out. That way we can spend it together."
