Chapter 5 - Brent
Brent's mum Sue had picked him up at the end of camp as all the mums did. As Sue hurried to see her eighteen year old son, and saw her young man hurrying toward her, her heart soared and she felt that familiar, powerful feeling deep inside as she always did for him.
Sue saw that Brent was smiling at her broadly and she thought 'he missed me and is glad to see me', this also made her body react to her son. When Sue and Brent met she hugged him and he hugged his mother back. Brent was small for his age and looked younger then his eighteen years at 5' 8'' and Sue too was small at about 5' 1'' tall.
"I missed you love, I missed you so much," Sue told her son in a teary voice.
"I really missed you too mum, I so glad to see you, it was like a part of me was missing," Brent told his mother in turn and all Sue could do was cry and say,
"Oh Brent," and clung tightly to her son.
They stood like this for about ten seconds and then Sue stepped back and looked at the only man in her life.
"Let's get you home," Sue said and with her arm around Brent's lower back she guided him to her car.
Brent made a move that really sent his mother into a flutter; he put his arm around her shoulders as they walked to the car. Once in the car Brent noticed his mother was wearing her tight jeans and a shirt.
"Boy you look great in those jeans and shirt," and Brent meant it, because to his mind she did.
Sue blushed, but was very pleased her son thought she looked good. Her heart raced again and she thought to herself, 'oh I love my young man so much.' Sue reached over and placed her hand on his knee and gave it a little shake in appreciation. Brent did likewise to his mother, and her body quivered, 'yes I love Brent more then anyone'. They spent the next two hours driving home, Brent listened as his mother talked for nearly the two hours, asking all the right questions and commenting now and then, all of which conveyed to Sue that her Brent was listening and interested. Just before they arrived home Sue asked,
"So did you guyss managed to cross the river to the girls' camp?"
"Yeah," Brent answered as if uninterested, looking out the window as he answered.
"Any girl catch your fancy," Sue asked catching a peek at her Brent.
"Oh no way," was his brusque answer that left his mother very curious.
"Why 'no way'?" Sue asked looking between her son and the road ahead. "Have you already got a girlfriend at school?" Sued probed.
"No way there either," Brent sneered and looked into his mother's eyes. Now Sue was really intrigued.
"What you're not interested in girls?"
"Yes and no," Brent answered still looking at his mother.
"You just don't want a girlfriend then?" "Sort of."
"How do you mean 'sort of'?" Sue's curiosity was really peaked now.
"Well I mean you always say I'm your man, and I see you as my girl."
Brent was watching his mother and saw her eyes glisten with tears, as she smiled. They drove the rest of the short way home in silence, because Sue's mind was too preoccupied. When they arrived home both Sue and Brent were tired; the trip home was long and had been emotionally draining. They had bought some take away on the way home and ate it in the car as Sue drove. So once home they went to their own bedrooms and both had interrupted sleep that night.
The next morning Sue was up before Brent, who was only minutes behind her. Being Saturday they fell into their normal routine for breakfast. Both were yawning and told each other of their poor sleep. After breakfast Brent helped his mother with the washing, of which most was his from camp. Sue was buoyant because it was the first time her Brent had helped. Sue was wearing a light summer dress, which was a bit short in Brent's mind, but he liked how it looked on his mother -- and no bra he noticed immediately. Brent was wearing a singlet, light linen shorts and a thin pair of tight boxers -- he always dressed pointing up to avoid embarrassingly tenting.
As they loaded the washing machine Brent noticed a couple of pairs of his mother's panties, and took note that they were brief, one was even see through. Although he felt a bit wrung out, his body stirred and as he remembered Jeremy's words to them. After they finished the washing and hung it out, Sue made them coffee and Brent waited in the lounge room, in front of the TV on the couch.
When his mother entered the room and bent to place the mugs on the coffee table, her dress lifted and Brent saw a lot of his mother's beautiful legs. He then insisted his mother sit next to him, knowing she was tired and would probably fall asleep. They sat and watched the cricket, which was always guaranteed to put them both to sleep, and soon after Sue had finished her cuppa her eyes began to close. Brent watched his mother as she drifted and placed his arm around her shoulders, and then gently pulled her into him. Sue melted into her son and he drew her with him as he laid back into the corner of the couch. Before he knew it, Brent too was asleep.
Sue woke first and took a moment to get her bearings, but smiled as she felt her Brent's arm around her and pushed herself further into him. Her son had one arm around her waist and the other across her breasts, but did nothing to remove them although for Sue it seemed very intimate. Her lustful subconscious thoughts about her Brent, which on a number of occasions had threatened to invade her consciousness, now did so as Sue herself opened the door in her mind that had separated them. Thoughts, feelings and desires flooded into her mind and body. Brent woke with a start and looked down at his mother.
"Ah, so you're awake," He said and then pretended to suddenly notice his arms around his mother in manner not usually seen between mother and son.
"Oh, sorry," Brent apologised to his mother and went to move his arm.
