Note from author: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
Chapter 11
I awoke to the smell of bacon on the stove. I got dressed and walked downstairs to the kitchen, my mother was there with frying pan in hand, cooking breakfast. She was wearing a simple robe but looked radiant and younger somehow.
"Morning Mum," I casually as I walked up to her and gave her a peck on the cheek, "your up early."
"Morning dear, I didn't get much sleep last night." and she gave me a little smile as she said it.
"Really? I slept like a log."
"I know, I came in to see you before I went to bed and you were fast asleep. You hungry?"
"Starving!" and I started tucking into the food she put before me.
Mother took a seat next to me at the table and watched me eat.
"Something on your mind Mum?" I asked as I was about to take another mouthful, curious to gauge her mood this morning or whether we would talk about last night.
"Nothing in particular dear. Did you enjoy yourself last night?"
"Of course I did, what red bloodied male wouldn't enjoy that. What about you?"
My mother looked relieved "Oh thank god for that," she breathed, "I was worried that you might have some regrets."
"No regrets from me Mum. Some questions though if you are up for it?"
"Ask away love."
"The pseudonyms and masks were a good idea, are we going to continue using them?"
"The pseudonyms yes, the masks maybe not. Now I have gotten over that first step, I think it will be easier next time."
"And the matching outfits, all the way down to your, shall we say nether regions?"
"Liz's idea. She told me about the first time you two had sex and it seemed a natural thing to do. We went into town yesterday morning and got what we needed. She persuaded me to match our lady gardens so to speak in the evening as we were getting ready. Create a fantasy twin sort of thing."
"And what about the roles that you were playing, improvised or planned?"
"Why does it matter?"
"It doesn't really, I am just curious as I got a kick out of it."
"We planned the first bit but after that it was going to really depend on how you steered things."
We sat in silence for a bit and then I said, "Was that really the first time you had a man inside your mouth?"
She considered that question and then said "Yes, it was the first one. Your dad never asked and I will admit it has never been something that I have had a hankering for before now but after last night....." she left hanging.
"Last question, would you like to give me one now before I go to work?"
Our eyes locked on one another's and for a second I thought I might have gone too far but then she said, "Of course, Lila did say I should practice."
I stayed seated but moved the chair back from the table as my mother moved to kneel between my legs. As she positioned herself, I decided that I would let her do all of the moves here so that she was comfortable.
Mother ran her hands up and down my thighs and finally settled on the buttons to my trousers. Her fingers worked nimbly and in no more than a second or two my briefs were on display. I raised myself off the seat and she pulled my trousers and briefs down together.
I was exposed now and my hard on was showing itself proudly in front of her. She still had her eyes locked on mine and I bent forward and kissed her, brought my hand up and caressed her face, our tongues dancing together, her hand gripped around the base of my cock, giving it tiny pumps.
She leaned back out of the kiss and it seemed like time slowed all motion as she flicked her hair backwards and then dove forwards onto my waiting penis.
The warmth of her mouth enveloped me, and I rolled my head backwards as I experienced the delicious feeling of the enthusiastic attention she was bestowing upon my cock.
She followed the instruction that Liz had given her the night before, then started to experiment and learn her own tricks, her tongue swirling around the head, licking the length and alternating between my balls and wanking the base of my cock.
"Ahhh Emm, I am going to come, you want it in your mouth?"
She nodded and mumbled a "yes" with her mouth full. She then sped up her motion taking me with her, my hands on either side of her head, matching her motion, gently pushing and pulling her up and down.
"Oh fuck, here it comes Emm." and I experienced that familiar delirium as my hips thrust up and my hands pulled her head down, my balls emptying my seed into her and she started to swallow. As she finished gulping, she came up for air, wiped her mouth and said expectantly, "How did I do?"
"You were amazing, fantastic, wonderful and I love you so much." I said as I kissed her passionately.
I got my clothes back together, kissed her again and then hurried onto work as I was running a little late.
Thankfully, I managed to make it to the bus just in time and spent the trip thinking about the last 12 days and how my life had completely changed and what the future held. I realised as a man, I now had responsibilities and resolved to myself that I would do what I could to hang onto this for as long as possible. Also, that my place in the world was still being shaped but that I needed to be assertive yet still accommodating in order to make the best of what had been bestowed upon me. I would not take what I had now for granted, would be true to my promises and what Liz and my mother had taught me.
Today was the last day I would be in work before I started my course, and it was only a half day at that as I had finished pretty much everything I needed to do. From next week I would only be able to work a nominal amount here and there so I spent the morning tidying everything up and making sure everything like tools and materials were stored where they should be.
I was in the tool shed at the end of the garden when I felt a presence behind me. I turned and Isobel was standing there.
"I was hoping to find you here, Mr Appleby." she said sexily. I got to say, her use of formality and tone in speaking did have something about it that turned me on.
