I am not sure how much I will be revealing here about my relationship with my mother, but a start is always good. The woman who had the most influence on my life was my mother, now isnât that true for almost everybody? She quit work after she gave birth to me. I have heard that she used to be a career woman. Ours was a happy family and I was proud of the fact that my parents had a good relationship. Dad used to make frequent trips all over the country and these trips used to be around a couple of weeks to a month long. And mom and I were often the only two left at home. So we grew up very close to each other. But now, we didnât have anything unusual between us, it was really a simple mother son relationship. Though I had started having these thoughts about her at a pretty early age, I had kept them to myself and mom never suspected anything of that nature.
Now my mom was a lady in truest sense, she was very social and good-natured, and she was quite a popular person in our small town community. She was very active in various kinds of activities like organizing cultural shows, club family picnics and was also a good hostess at home. She was proud of me too. She had done a good job bringing me up. Her looks were pretty decent and she somehow managed to maintain a good figure though she was no supermodel but she had a pretty face. The slight weight that was added around her waist after I was born was there but it made her more adorable and gave her a classy look irrespective of whatever she wore. She always wore pretty decent dress when she went out. But at home she would be wearing comfortable cotton dresses that werenât transparent at all and went down to just below her knee. I have often ogled at her when she stood against the sun or any strong light in those dresses, which would reveal not much but the outline of her body.
She had helped me in my studies all throughout my school and now I was waiting to go to college after I finished my high school with impressive grades. She was more than happy and gave me the biggest hug when I broke the good news to her. Even in that moment of joy I could not resist the thoughts that were coming to me triggered by her soft body that was pressing against mine. She didnât even care that her breasts were pressing hard against my chest, her arms around my neck and her lips pressing against my cheeks. Well even that event didnât worry me too much and I continued in the same train of thoughts that I have had for a long time now, nothing new, needless to mention here that she had been major inspiration to my daily (beating the monster) activity. I never had any girlfriends at all. I was really a typical geek at school, though there were girls from my school who had contributed to my imagination. Mom was still the major contributor, but I had realized that it was normal on my part but as long as I kept it to myself. I guess all guys have more or less the same kind of experience.
Now I have never seen her naked till now. I had all in my imagination. I have glanced up her skirt in numerous occasions and admired her milky white thighs and wondered what the trail up between them might lead to. On certain occasion she carelessly gave me brief views of her panties but they were never long enough. But so long I have always fought those thoughts away.
Dad was out on one of those trips for a couple of months now. I called him up and gave him the good news. He was a good father too, except that I missed him a lot, but I guess I got used to the fact. Being around mom was good enough for me.
A day later I started to get a feeling that mom was kind of sad that I was going off to college though she tried hard to hide the fact and acted as if she was enjoying every moment of my success. I had a month left before my college started. âLeo, so are you looking forward to college, arenât you excited?â She said at the breakfast table that morning. âYep mom and I am kind of nervous about quite a few things.â I said, âThis is the first time I am going to be on my own and that too in a totally new place, I hope I like the place.â
âDonât you worry my boy, you are going to be alright. You will make good friends, have frat parties, believe me these would be the best years of your life.â mom replied, â And donât forget that you are there to study and not just waste your time, just make sure. And who knows, you might find the right girl for yourself.â