Well it finally happened. My parents separated and then got a divorce. It was a long time in coming. They both seemed to have waited until I turned eighteen and had graduated from high school. Mom and Dad had been fighting for years. I never really knew what was behind all that constant strife. I was just glad it was over with.
I was on my own now. I had a job and my own apartment. My Mom would call me up and ask me to visit her when she was lonely. For some reason she decided not to find another man to replace my father. Mom was still in her mid forties and I thought she was attractive. I know a son shouldn't be checking out his Mom but I couldn't help it.
I didn't have a girlfriend right then and my Mom seemed to like showing off her body. She had big breasts and was generally shapely. Sometimes I would fantasize about what she looked like without her clothes on. I stopped over one Saturday after I received her phone call. When I got there Mom was wearing a tight shirt and pants. I tried not to be obvious as I looked her over.
Mom seemed to be upset like she had been crying.
"I still get lonely being by myself," she told me.
When I asked her why she didn't go on any dates she replied that no one was interested in her. I found that hard to believe. Mom was standing there in the kitchen. I went over and placed my hands on her shoulders. I could smell the perfume she was wearing.
"I don't know what I would do without you Josh," she told me.
We were so damn close to each other. Maybe I just lost my willpower. I leaned in and kissed my mother on the mouth. I could she she was taken by surprise. I guess it was my turn to be shocked. Mom placed her hands on my waist and we had a more intense kiss. From there it started to get crazy. I brought my hands to her shirt and I squeezed her breasts.