Author's Note.
First of all, I want to thank you for clicking on my story. But I must make something very clear before you start reading. If you are looking for a sex filled, hard fucking sex story then I hate to disappoint you but you will not find that here. Although I love the occasional quickie, this is a love story, a slow building love story that doesn't really get to the sex till near the end, and even then its not the graphic descriptions you might be looking for. I wanted to write a love story between a mother and her son, and for me that meant that the sex would come second. None the less, I hope you'll still give it a read, but if not then I am okay with that as well and I hope you will consider giving some of my future work a chance as I do have some much more graphic stories in the works as well. Thank you.
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By clicking submit I was setting in motion an event that would change the lives of two people, my mother, and myself. I had just booked us two tickets in a first class cabin on a cruise for mothers and sons. But this wasn't any ordinary cruise. This cruise was for mothers and sons who were also lovers. But there was just one problem. My mother and I weren't lovers, my mother didn't even know how I truly felt about her. I'd been in love with my mother perhaps all my life, but I'd known ever without a shadow of a doubt ever since I learned what love was between a man and a woman and when I discovered that there were others like me who had actually become lovers with their mothers I was determined that one day I would tell my mother how I truly feel about her. I was convinced that if I could get her on the ship I could change all of that and the first step involved calling Mom at work and telling her about the trip.
"J & P Consulting. Kim speaking."
"Hi Mom."
"Oh hello Mike, this is a pleasant surprise. To what do I owe the honour?"
"Mom you've done so much for me over the years that I want to show you just how much that means to me and how important you are to me."
"Oh Mike, just hearing you say that is all I'll ever need."
"No, it's not enough. I want to take you on a trip. A two week tropical cruise where you can let all your cares just melt away."
"Well that does sound nice, and I do have some vacation time built up." This was beginning to sound like it would be easier then I expected.
"Great, cause I've already booked us the tickets."
"Feeling confident I see." Mom said with a giggle that sent a warm fuzzy feeling through my body.
"I just know that you deserve this."
"Alright, I'll see you at home and you can tell me all about this trip."
After Mom had hung up I couldn't help but smile. But this was only the first step, and an easy one really and I couldn't get over confident If I was going to make this work I needed to start the seduction process now and thankfully I'd already made plans for that because tonight I would be cooking Mom the most amazing dinner she had ever had. I could only hope that our phone call was a sign of how things were going to go.
When Mom came home from work I was just pulling supper out of the oven. While we ate I told her all the details that I could about trip, leaving out the whole lovers part. As I shared with her all the details that I could, Mom's excitement for the trip grew and grew and soon she seemed to match my own excitement about the trip, if maybe not for entirely the same reasons. With her growing excitement, my hopes grew for my chances of making this all happen.
That weekend Mom and I headed out to the mall early in the morning to do some shopping for our trip. Our first stop was to buy some new luggage as it had been quite some time since we'd travelled. Then we headed over to the swim shop to pick out some new swimsuits for the trip.
When we walked into the swim shop I was surprised to find the place empty except for the three young female sales staff. It was early in the day, but still the place should have had at least a few customers with swimsuit season fast approaching. As Mom and I split up to go to our respective sections, the three girls all moved over to the counter and it became clear why the place was empty. It didn't take me long to find a few pairs of shorts that I wanted to try on and as I moved towards the girls to inquire about a changing room what I heard made my blood run cold. I was standing behind a rather tall rack of clothes so they had no idea I was standing there.
"Did you see that fat cow looking at the Angelwear bikinis?" One of them said.
"Does she really think that she's going to squeeze that body in to one of those suits?" Another one of them said.
"She should try the hardware store, they sell tarps there." The third one said, causing them all to laugh.
"I just hope that she doesn't find any of the suits we've pulled the tags off." The second one said.
"I doubt she'll go anywhere near those sizes, if she can even find her size." The third one said.
"Just make sure you get them off the racks when she leaves and before the rest of her herd wanders in here." The second one told them.
That was the point when I had heard enough and stepped in to view. The way they looked at me and fluttered their eyelashes made me want to vomit. It was sick to think that they believed just because they had youth on their side that they were automatically better looking then others and I was determined to bring them down a notch or two.
"Did you want to try those on?" The first girl asked, her name tag identifying her as Ashley.
"Actually I was looking to speak to a manager." I replied. The second girl who's name tag identified her as Stacy stepped forward.
"I'm the manager, is there something I can do for you?"
"Yes, you can get your boss for me because my issue is with you as well." To my shock, they still didn't seem to realize what was happening.
