After arriving back home from our little overnight getaway, my mom and I found ourselves once again buried in the day-to-day routines around the house. Going to work and going to school, doing chores, life pretty much as usual. The only difference was our feelings for each other and the effect they seemed to have on our secret life together.
At night when mom came home from the store, if dad wasn't home yet and my brothers weren't around, she and I would sit together at the table talking, holding hands and caressing each other as she ate her dinner. We never realized how precious our time away had been until we found that any time together at home was almost impossible. Several days after we got home, mom and I were sitting in the dining room eating alone when she spoke up and said.
You know, your dad and I have been married now for over twenty six years and he has never, ever, left me as sore as you did the other day. I mean, yes it hurts to sit down, but in a nice erotic kind of way... your dad even asked if I was alright that first day back. I just told him I pulled a muscle down there... I had to leave the room I started giggling so hard at that comment, she said...
Sorry about that mom, it's just that after the first time, I can't seem to get enough of you. Your soft skin, your shapely long legs, especially when you dress up, your long dark hair, I just want you so badly sometimes I can't even think straight. I still have the pantyhose you left for me our first night together. Smiling she gently squeezed my hand and held it between her soft fingers
Well, let's consider that our first lesson then, she said. We'll try and pace ourselves out a little so we can be together more often now. You know, I've never been attacked in the shower before you maniac! At first you spooked me a little when you picked me up like that, especially when I looked into your face. It was as if you had to have me, and nothing, I mean NOTHING was going to stop you. Then you surprised me by having me finish first just before you did. No man has ever really put me first before now, and when I think about it, my heart begins to race and I want to start touching myself all over again. See what you've done to me?!
As the days went by she did find time to tease me with different dresses, outfits, and new heels she had bought. Her new confidence was in full bloom and instead of looking and acting like a conservative woman of forty-four, she seemed to be more like a twenty-four year old with nothing to lose. She even had commented that her boss at work had noticed it and was extremely curious about what had happened to her. I'd just answered him by saying "oh, nothing special".
One afternoon I asked if I could borrow her car to go up to the library to do some studying after dinner. Sure, she said. In fact, why don't we both go and I'll look into the used book area for some of those so called "erotic romance novels" you keep talking about. We headed out at about six so that I had over two hours to get some serious study time in while mom looked around.
She kept her outfit simple with a basic summer dress that buttoned up the front from top to bottom. She had her hair up and very little make-up on, a simple pair of high heeled strappy white sandals and pantyhose that were a very light buff color. They're day sheers, she said. I sometimes get tired of the suntan look all the time and I like something different now and then. Just like you, my special lover...
As I got into the car, mom had already climbed in and was sitting with her heels up on the center of the dash reading a book. She acted as if she did this every day, her dress hanging loosely from her legs, her heels sticking out right in my line of vision. Sitting there looking at her, smelling her sweet cologne in the air, I started to breathe fast while a light sweat of excitement broke out on my skin. I especially loved how her white heels seemed to reach out from her legs demanding to be looked upon and gazed at.
I thought you wanted to go study? She asked. I do, I do! I stammered, it's just that how can I concentrate on studying when you look so damned hot mom? Even just a simple summer dress gets me all wound up when you wear it. Well, it is buttoned all the way up and down, isn't it? She replied seriously. I knew she was teasing me again, I just knew it.
Getting to the library, I headed downstairs to the research section while mom looked about for what she wanted. At least that's what I thought she was doing...
At that time of night the library was pretty empty and quiet. Except for the air conditioning system running you couldn't hear anything else going on. I was downstairs trying to read with images of her in my head when I could hear those heels again walking slowly down the stairs. Click, Click, Click...
What is it with a woman walking in heels that makes every man stop what he's doing, even breathing, in hopes of getting a glimpse of a sexy lady who's the source of those unmistakable sounds?
As she came into view my heart skipped a few beats!
She had let her hair down and it fell softly around her shoulders. As she walked in I could see she had unbuttoned the top buttons of her dress far enough to enjoy a delicious view of her creamy white cleavage. To make matters worse, her bottom buttons were unbuttoned all the way to the tops of her thighs. I love it when I get to have some imagination as to what's underneath, but this was sheer torture, plain and simple. As she came around behind me she ran her fingertips across my shoulders and neck as she began to read from a book she had found upstairs.
Men can easily have up to three orgasms within a twenty four hour period, she read. But given the right circumstances, a man can have up to five orgasms if he's properly stimulated. Do I stimulate you? She asked as her fingernails slid across the back of my neck. God Yes! I quietly breathed... shaking and smelling her soft cologne on the air. But mom! I really need to study right now!
Like when "I" had to get cleaned up so we could go home a few weeks back? She asked. If I remember correctly, you literally raped me in that shower! Not that I didn't enjoy it mind you, you did properly stimulate ME, So now, it's my turn to stimulate you my dear.
At this, she bent down and gently started running her tongue around my ear and over my neck making me shudder all over. Her hands reached around my neck and down over my shoulders into my shirt, rubbing my chest as she pressed her breast into my back from behind. Do you like my cologne? She asked. What do you think of my new high heels I bought yesterday? Are they tall enough for you, or would you rather I not wear any at all?
