Mom and 30+ years -- Chapter 3
I spent the day tidying up the house as I had done since coming to live with mom.
Round about four she called and told me to meet her bus at 6:08 and we would have Chinese for dinner and maybe see a movie. We arrived home about 10:30 and I was invited to shower with her. The shower was uneventful, with us scrubbing each other as we talked about her day.
I'll take a moment to tell you about mom's job.
She had come to New York on a Greyhound bus with the notion of finding any sort of job. Somebody had told her that work was plentiful on Long Island for anyone who wanted to work hard. She found, very fortunately, a woman who ran an agency, hiring women out for housework etc. She worked a number of jobs and then met Mrs. Agiston, who bought her contract out and my mother was working for her when I arrived in New York. Approximately, three years. She had been an in-home domestic until her operation when she decided she needed her own apartment with Wayne coming to live with her. When I eventually left home, she would move to another apartment but would shortly go back to being an in-home housekeeper again. Interestingly, the home she left when she retired contained her apartment, which was bigger than my first house. Not to mention extremely nice.
Hence, mom highly disapproved of me working while I was in school. Though, I worked occasionally at the YMCA and a gas station in a nearby village.
After our shower, we settled on the couch, me in boxer shorts and mom in panties and a housecoat. We promptly ignored the TV as we necked like teenagers. Then she had her own surprise.
"Now, how about you laying across the bed and letting me look at your cock?" She said, smiling. "And if you're lucky, I might even try a taste."
A habit begun, I walked to the window to ensure that the shades were all the way down to the sill. Then laid across the bed and let mom sensuously remove my boxers as I had her panties earlier. She immediately took my semi-\erect cock between the fingers of both hands and lovingly massaged it, bringing it to full erection.
"You know I've never been this close to a cock before." She said, studying my cock much like my intense study of her pussy. "It's quite interesting, really. I knew already that you filled my pussy good, but you really are quite thick. Let me grab a ruler."
She trotted quickly to the kitchen and returned with a wooden yardstick.
"Where should we measure from, you think?" She said, gripping my cock in her left hand, the ruler ready in her right.
"Well, if it is stuck in you with my balls touching your ass. Measure from my balls it might give me an extra half-inch. And you have to take into account that I'm not totally aroused right now so I get a half-inch for that too." I assessed, hoping she'd go along with it.
"Okay stud, let's see what we have here." She teased. "Well, it looks like........... we'll call it a tad shorter than 6 1/2 inches. I half-inch for arousal is a bit much don't you think. How about we settle on a tad over 6 3/4 inches." She finished, looking up at me smile.
"As long as it makes you moan. I'm happy." I replied, smiling down at her.
She placed her mouth over the top of my cock and took in the helmet like tip. Holding it upright with the fingers of her left hand, she bobbed it into her mouth five or six times.
"You like that?" She asked, looking up to see my head nod. "How much of this thing in my mouth is going to make you happy?"
"As much as you can take or makes you happy. The fact that you're trying it at such an elderly age is to be commended." I replied, trying to sound stately.
"Cute! Let's see what I can do here." She said, sliding her mouth over my cock and very slowly taking more, and more of it.
"Oh yeah! Now, tighten your grip and pump my cock while you suck." I directed, laying my head back and feeling the pleasure of her very satisfying first time.
