My mother and I were just right for each other. After our first encounter we were never shy about things again. Not that we really were at all, but after our intimacy was expressed, we really bonded together in a truly unique way. A way that only a mother and child can.
I did have a moments hesitation about things that first time. I thought that we had definitely taken a new direction in life, one that society would surely condemn. Really it was already condemned and simply not discussed by anyone, ever. In fact, I can't remember ever hearing about incest until I was into college. Then it was a very taboo thing, very deviant and purely sexual. I laid in bed with my mother that first night wondering if it was wrong what we did. I thought how she felt, her body next to mine. She was snuggled against me and she smelled so good. Her touch electrified me and she was certainly someone who cared a great deal about me. That seemed like the perfect mate to me.
Fuck society, I decided. I want this woman and I want to continue to feel her touch against me. My only concern now was where was I going to find a hard dick now that I had fallen in love? I snickered a bit at the thought and drifted off into a blissful sleep filled with dreams of a sexy mature woman with whom I want to do everything!
As I said in my first chapter, we had moved in together after I had gotten very lucky and landed a great job. We had also done very well as a couple. She worked part time with a temp agency and Kept up with the house work while I brought in the big paycheck. At first it was tough to find time together. I was always working late doing the jobs no one else wanted. Losing cases basically, I got lucky with a couple that actually made it to trial and got a verdict that wouldn't completely embarrass me in the law circles. Mostly I plead out the cases and tried real hard to do a great job for the firm that risked a lot taking me in when there might have been a man "gasp" instead of me.
Things calmed down a year or so later. We were making friends when we went out. We had regular bars that we frequented and had formed a fairly regular group of friends with which to explore the fun side of friendship. Mom did say it takes a special kind of friend to cross the line.
Nathan was the first to experience us. I had wondered where my cock cravings would be filled, here he was. I had discussed my need with mom and she had the same feelings I did so we went on a manhunt. Nate is about 6'2" and is as fit as a fiddle. When we met him we were all out at a favorite bar of mine and drinking freely. Nate was pretty drunk, and like most drunk men, was saying the most amazing shit to us trying to get us into his bed. We teased him of course, not letting him know that he would surely be in our bed that night.
We started weaning him from the alcohol and eventually we made it to an all night restaurant. After several cups of coffee and a tall stack of pancakes we made it perfectly clear what we wanted.
"Nate dear," my mother said in that teasingly seductive voice I knew and loved. "I think that since you've had so much to drink that you shouldn't be driving home tonight. The way I see it you should take a cab, or you could spend the night on our sofa."
My mother saw the look of frustration in my eyes when she had mentioned the cab, and I am certain she saw the relief when she offered up the couch. She was teasing me as much as him I think.
"Honey" she turned to me, "do you have enough money for Nate to grab a taxi?"
Ooh she was teasing me. I could clearly see the gleam in her eyes. "I think it would be best, and surely more cost effective if he just slept it off on the couch." I said in as much of a please-don't tease-me voice as I could muster.
"Maybe you're right. Nate, the sofa is fairly large, it will be quite comfortable. And I am sure that neither Honey or myself dare to sleep until you are sound asleep yourself." Her tone left little if anything to the imagination and the look in my eyes was telling everyone who could see me that I wanted to fuck him, and I'd be damned if anyone slept (ever) until I got it.
"Uh, OK but I don't really know if I should, I mean I have things to do tomorrow, I don't wanna be late for my stuff... I mean, uh that I need an alarm or something." Nate was clearly trying to reestablish some kind of control. It was cute to watch but he had no idea what he was in for.
" Why sure dear, we aren't barbarians, we do have a little technology to share. We'll make sure that you get where you need to be when you need to be there." He probably missed the sarcasm in her voice but I was with her. I was ready to go too. Mom caught the hint and after paying the bill with a more than generous tip, we were in my car and cruising home.
Mom had slipped into the backseat with Nate and was making him understand the direction things were going. I heard her whispering into his ear and saw them share a secret smile. He closed his eyes and she proceeded to run her left hand up his leg from his knee to his crotch. I was trying to watch the road but things were heating up in the back and I wanted to be there with them, not worrying about the right sequence of turns to get us safely into the drive way.
She was rubbing his crotch very firmly and he was moaning a bit. He had no idea what was about to happen to him. He was about to put his right hand on her thigh when she deftly pushed his hand aside and then coolly undid his pants. She slipped her hand inside and he practically came right then. Her left hand was exploring everything inside his pants and he was loving it. He tongue was licking his ear and her teeth were nipping at him lightly. His fists were clenched as he was trying desperately not to touch her. I think that was the topic of the secret whisper. She and I had played that game.
I don't know how, but right at that moment I realized that we were parked in the drive way and I was turned in the driver seat watching the action.
Mom looked up at me and saw the lust in my eyes.
