Jim woke up the next morning feeling a little light-headed. The bed-sheets were twisted and matted, he had one leg hanging off the side of the bed and was lying diagonally. Next to him was Jenny, his mother. She was naked as was Jim, she had a bit of the sheet covering one side of her, but it wasn't doing much. Jim could still see her beautiful pussy and her pert breasts. Her face was very angelic as she slept, even the fact that her hair was knotted and damp with cum didn't take that away from her. There were still traces of red on her pouting lips. Jim looked at her more intently he could see her skin was sticky in most places, remnants of last nights session he thought as his mind wandered back to last night. Jim managed to untangle himself from the sheets and made his way quietly to the bathroom. He used the toilet and then stepped into the shower. As her felt the warm water cascade over his body he thought about the day ahead.
Ten maybe twenty minute Jim just stood there, eyes closed letting the warm water wash him. He opened his eyes on hearing a noise. He looked over to see his mother enter the bathroom. She had tied one of the bed sheets around herself to make a toga of sorts. On catching his gaze she bowed her head.
"Good morning Sir," she said softly.
"Good morning," Jim replied looking at his mother with interest.
"I wonder if your little one may use the toilet Sir?" she asked head still bowed.
"Go ahead," Jim said watching as she unwrapped the sheet lifted the toilet lid and sat down. Jim had never seen a woman pee before and it excited him. It wasn't so much the act of watching her pee but more the fact that now she would do anything in front of him. He was everything to her and she even asked him if she could pee. Jim smiled as she lifted herself up a little wiped herself with some tissue and then flushed the toilet placing the lid carefully back down.
Jim looked at his mother again she stood in front of him naked, looking a bit of a mess with her hair knotted and her skin looking sticky. He gestured for her to join him in the shower. Jim then proceeded to wash her; he used her soft soap washes to cleanse her body and her shampoo to wash her long hair. Jim liked it; he took his time and washed her very thoroughly. He spent a lot of him rubbing her beautiful breasts. They felt wonderful when they were all soapy. Jenny just stood there, she would move her body so that Jim could get best access, but apart from the occasional gasp she remained quiet.
Once Jim was happy that he had finished he washed the soap from her hair and body. He then stood there still handing the soap to Jenny. She took the hint and began soaping Jim all over; she too was very thorough. Jim loved the sensation of her hands running all over his body and in no time his cock was as hard as a pole. Jim felt her hands caressing his legs and moving up to his butt, she pulled his cheeks apart slightly and soaped between them. She then soaped his testicles and cock. She pulled back his foreskin and cleaned. Jim let out a little gasp as she pulled it back, her little fingers clasped around his big hard cock. She rinsed the soap from his lower body before starting to soap his chest and back. Jim loved the feel of her hands on his chest; she always ran her fingers through the hairs. She rinsed off his whole body again before shampooing his hair and rinsing that off too.
Once Jim had been completely rinsed off Jenny dropped to her knees and took Jim's cock in her mouth before pumping up and down on it. Jim lent back against the tiled wall as his mother's tight mouth moved up and down on his hard cock. Jim cradled the back of her head as she bobbed up and down taking him all the way in. As she sucked she pumped his cock with her right hand while her left hand cupped his balls and gave them a gentle squeeze. Jim could feel cum stating to seep from his cock, Jenny removed the cock from her mouth and licked the top like it was a lollipop. She kept pumping his cock and before long Jim was spraying his cum all over her wet face and breasts. She sucked the last drops from his cock for cleaning him off with her tongue. She then washed her face and breasts off before stepping out of the shower, taking a towel wrapping it around her waist and then picking up another towel to dry Jim with.
Once he was dry Jim walked back into the bedroom. He walked to his father's wardrobe and opened it. It was full of suits and shirts. There was nothing very exciting, he opened a couple of draws and found the usual things, boxer shorts, socks, t-shirts. Jim pulled the contents of the draws out and dropped them on the floor. He then emptied the wardrobe, keeping only a couple of good suits and shirts that he thought he could use.
"Go downstairs and get me a couple of those black bags," he asked Jenny as she emerged from the bathroom with just a towel wrapped around her waist.
"Yes Sir," she replied before bounding off down the corridor.
Jim finished dumping all of his father's clothes in a pile on the floor, just as Jenny returned.
"Help me put all these in these bags" he said scooping the clothes into his bag. Jenny did the same and it only took a couple of minutes before they were done. Jim carried the bags downstairs and left them just outside the front door. He then went to his room where he opened his wardrobe. He grabbed the clothes and carried them carefully back to his mother's bedroom. He managed to hook all the hangers back onto the rail. He then returned twice more with other clothes he had brought from his draws.
"That's better," he said brushing imaginary dust from his hands, "this is going to be my room as well now."
Jenny grinned broadly as she came close to him pressing her breasts against his chest, "I am very pleased Sir," she said kissing him softly on the cheek.
Jim got dressed and spent most of the morning going back and forth between his new bedroom and his old. By about midday he had just about finished and his new bedroom looked more like his. His mother had said nothing all the time smiling and being affectionate while still only half-dressed in a towel. She didn't even comment when Jim had pinned his Playboy calendar up on the inside of his wardrobe.
"We can turn my old room into some sort of 'guest bedroom'" he said as he walked around the new bedroom.
"That's a great idea," said his mother, looking excited, "maybe we could have people over then?"