My mother and I live together, well it is better to say she lives with me. When I moved out I got a two bedroom place and make enough so I don't have to have roommates. About two years after I moved out my father left mom for another younger guy. Mom is not the kind to put up a fight and he kicked her out so he could move his new guy in. Being a good loving son I told her to move in with me, and I got her a lawyer.
She is an executive assistant and works hard. We share the duties of cooking and cleaning. One night I was sitting on the couch watching a movie. Mom came in from work and plopped down and leaned on the opposite arm, she stretched her legs out over mine. He butt was almost touching my leg. She kicked off her heels and laid her head back and closed her eyes. I thought she when to sleep when she asked if I could massage her legs, she said she had spent much of the day on her feet and with the heels she got leg cramps.
She never wore stockings or pantyhose so her legs were bare. I started rubbing her feet and then worked my way up. When I got to her thighs I kind of pushed up her skirt and massaged her thighs. I kept moving up toward her crotch, I kept expecting her to say that was high enough, but she just lay there. I was sure she was asleep, but as I moved up her thigh she opened her legs a bit. I massaged to within an inch of her pussy, but then I stopped. I wasn't sure what was going on, but I didn't want her thinking I was some kind of perv, a son who was getting turned on by his mom.
When I stopped she threw her legs off my lap and went to her room. Because of our schedules I didn't see her for a few days, I had forgotten about the leg massage.
We have a recliner that is kind of broken. When you put your hand in a certain spot the chair moves and your hand is stuck. The only way to get unstuck is to pull the handle, but you can't reach it with your hand stuck.
Several days after the massage, mom started calling me. I was in the kitchen getting lunch. I went out to the living room and saw her stuck. At first I laughed, it just struck me as funny, but she didn't see it that way. She said "stop being a richard and get my hand out of here." When she is home she has a "house dress" she wears, it is kind of a sun dress that is a bit short.
The way she was stuck made her lean over the arm of the chair, so her ass was kind of up in the air. I went over and put my hand on the small of her back, then accidentally on purpose I let it slide down her back to her ass. I rubbed the roundness of her ass fulling expecting her to get mad, and try to swat me, but that didn't happen. She didn't say a thing, she didn't even move.
I went over and grabbed the handle, moved it so she could get loose. She looked at me and said "thank you," then went off to do whatever she had planned.
I was confused to say the least. This was twice I had taken liberties with her, and she hadn't reacted to it. I was confused also because she is my mom and I should be having thoughts about her like I was having. My body was telling me that here was a woman who felt nice, and didn't mind being touched intimately. On the other hand my mind was saying that I was some kind of perv for wanting to touch my mom that way, and thinking what it would be like to have sex with her. When I rubbed her ass and felt the firm curve I started getting hard.
After that we didn't talk about it, and we went about our lives as if nothing happened. About two weeks later I was getting ready for work. I was brushing my teeth, I was wearing just my underwear. We have separate bathrooms so there is no reason for mom to come into my bathroom. But there she was as I was brushing my teeth, she said that she had a headache coming on and she didn't have any aspirin. She grabbed the bottle from the cabinet and then turned to walk out, as she did she reached over and ran her hand over my cock and balls. She looked at me, smiled winked then walked out. I got hard almost instantly!
