MUM NEEDS SOME HELP

It was Sunday morning and having got up fairly early I'd finished the washing and was tidying the lounge when the phone rang.

"Hello," I said, answering the phone.

"Hi Tommy, how are you doing?" came the reply.

I immediately recognised Sam's voice and was pleased to hear from her having not spoken for nearly four weeks. It was Samantha really, but everyone except Mum referred to my sister as Sam. I was 22 and Sam had just turned 24 so we had a lot in common, and had spent our school and college years being more like friends than siblings. I always enjoyed Sam's company and looked forward to the time we managed to spend with each other, although due to both of our jobs it had recently become unusually difficult.

We spent some time catching up on what was happening in each other's lives. Being only 18 months apart in age, we both had a fairly intimate knowledge of each other's lives, including our sex lives. We rarely talk about all the gory details but we usually discussed who and when, often providing each other with some information the other didn't know about our mutual friends.

Eventually, having caught up, Sam went quiet and there was a long lull in our conversation.

"Is everything ok?" I asked.

"Yeah," then after a short pause and a big sigh she continued, "I'm just concerned about Mum. She seemed a bit depressed when I spoke to her a couple of days ago."

"I know what you mean. I spoke to her last weekend and although she didn't say anything she wasn't her bubbly self." I continued by asking, "Do you have any idea what the problem is?"

Sam paused, and I assumed that she was deciding what to say but eventually replied. "I think she's lonely."

"What do you mean lonely. She always seems to have lots of friends and whenever I go down she's always either out with them or entertaining them at home."

There was a hint of a laugh as Sam continued, "Not lacking in company, but lonely in the sense that she doesn't have a partner."

It took a couple of seconds for the implication to sink in. "Oh. You mean she's lonely!" I exclaimed.

"I think Mum's a bit like me," Sam responded, "she gets grouchy if she has to go without sex for any length of time."

"It's about a day with you," I laughed, trying to pull Sam's leg.

"Smartass." she replied, and then continued, "It's been over a year since Dad left and although Mum's ok financially and the business is doing ok, she has no-one to share the burden with or enjoy any intimacy with."

I pondered this for a moment or two before asking, "So what can we do about it? Book an escort? Try and give a hint to one of her friends? Or something else?"

"I don't know." Sam replied.

"I could set her up with James or Lee. I know they both have fancied her for years. I bet either of them could sort her out."

"A weekend of rampant sex might make her feel good for a while, but it's not going to be a permanent solution."

I chuckled then said, "We could perhaps get a few more guys and arrange someone to go down every weekend in shifts, so to speak."

"Tommy! You're not being serious."

"I know, sorry Sis, but I just had this picture in my mind."

Sam laughed saying, "At least she'll not feel lonely".

I joined in with her laughter briefly before we both returned to the seriousness of the situation.

"I tell you what Sis; I was going to get away for a week in the sun, but I don't mind seeing if Mum wants some help and I could spend a week with her."

Sam replied quickly, "That's not really going to solve the problem is it!"

"Sam! What are you thinking? I'm going to go down, help out, and give Mum someone else to think about for a while. I could also check out her friends and see if I could do a bit of subtle match making. Even if I couldn't do that I might give her some extra time to get out and meet people"

"Tommy, you couldn't be subtle with a ball of cotton wool."

We both laughed and finished the conversation by agreeing that I would go down and spend a week with Mum in Torquay.

I went into work the next day and rearranged the start date for my new project and booked the week after off. I also phoned Mum, who didn't seem to be her usual calm self and although she was a little reluctant we agreed that I would come down and spend a week with her.

I called Mum a couple of times during the week and although still getting the sense that she wasn't herself she seemed to be looking forward to my visit.

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After a long week at work, Friday afternoon came and I set off down to Mum's. The drive was uneventful and after a couple of hours I eventually pulled onto Mum's drive.

I knocked on the door and when it opened Mum had the phone to her ear and was having what seemed like a heated difference of opinion with whoever was on the other end. Mum looked at me and indicated that she had to deal with the call. I just gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and went and got my case from the car and came back in.

Mum finished her conversation with, "Well, if that's the way you feel you can always quit!" With that she disconnected the call and seemed to be cursing under her breath.

Eventually she looked at me and with a slightly sad look on her face said, "I'm sorry you had to hear that. I'm having some problems with my cleaner."

"That's ok Mum, I know it can be difficult with people sometimes. I'm sure it'll all work out." I finished with a broad grin.

Mum seemed to welcome my portrayed optimism and returned my grin with one of her own that lit up her face. Then opened her arms and said, "Come and give your old Mum a big hug."

I went to Mum and we hugged tightly and we kissed each other warmly on our cheeks. We eventually broke the embrace and looked at each other.

Mum looked a little weary, but still very attractive for her 45 years.

"Have you got a bit more muscular since I last saw you?" she asked.

"Maybe. I've just been training a bit more recently to distract myself from the stresses and strains of work."

"It suits you Tommy. It stops you looking like a bit of a bean pole."

"Thanks Mum. I think." and then laughed.

Mum chuckled as well as the tension of earlier seemed to leave her.

"I've made some dinner. Why don't you have a quick shower and get into something comfortable and we can eat."

"Sounds good to me. Am I in my normal room?"

"Yes dear. There are fresh towels there and there's plenty of hot water."

"Ok. Give me half an hour and I should be ready for dinner."

Mum came towards me, and with a hint of sadness in her eyes, she kissed my left cheek while running the back of her hand down my right. After releasing me she smiled and said, "It's lovely to have you here and I'm glad we can spend more than a couple of days together."

After this she turned and walked towards the door to the kitchen.

I went upstairs, half unpacked, showered and got changed into jeans and a tee-shirt. I then went downstairs and joined Mum in the kitchen.

I got to the kitchen doorway and looked at Mum. Her shoulders seemed slightly more stooped than normal, and although she'd changed into a dress she didn't seem to be the vibrant woman I always recall her being.

Mum (Laura) is about 5' 6" and is reasonably slim and very well proportioned. Her legs are strong and more muscular than a lot of women, her hips, although not curvy, have enough of a curve to confirm her femininity. Her waist is slim and her breasts are ample but not overly big. She has a sensual look to her face with her shoulder length auburn wavy hair framing her face beautifully. He brown eyes and slightly fuller lips give her a very sensual look. This gives an overall impression of a very beautiful, athletic and sexy woman.

I entered the kitchen and Mum looked around and smiled as I joined her.

She pointed to a wine glass and said, "There's some wine in the fridge. Help yourself, unless you want something else. Would you top me up while you're there please?"

I grabbed her half full glass and getting the wine from the fridge topped it up, and then filled mine.

"Here you go" I said as I handed Mum her wine glass.

"Thank you darling." She replied taking it from me.

I smiled broadly, enjoying being with her and raising my glass towards her I toasted, "Cheers. Here's to a fun week."

Mum smiled back and touched her glass to mine responding with, "Cheers darling. Here's to a fun week with my baby."

We both laughed as Mum knew I didn't like being referred to as her baby, but I knew she was trying to be playful and let it pass as we both sipped our wine.

I helped her by getting the cutlery and condiments out and onto the table while she finished preparing dinner. We chatted idly about my work and friends until dinner was ready and then we sat and ate.

We chatted more about my and work until eventually I mentioned Sam.

Mum looked at me and smiled and said, "Sam seems to be calling me more frequently. Is everything alright with her?"

"Everything's fine Mum. Actually she thinks that not everything is ok with you. She thinks you've been a bit down recently."

"Is that why you're here?" Mum asked looking directly into me.

I knew Mum wouldn't be offended and said, "Yes, of course it is." After looking back at her I added, "You know Sam and I only want the best for you."

"Of course I do." Then after a short pause continued, "That daughter of mine is far too perceptive," then she gave a little smile.

"So, is everything alright?" I asked.

Mum paused as if looking for something in my expression before answering. "Well as you ask, there's nothing really wrong except I'm fed up with running the chalets all on my own. I don't seem to have the time or energy to have some fun. There's no fun and nobody to share the burden with and it just seems like the daily grind just goes on and on with no let up."

"So what can you do to change that?" I asked.

"I'm not sure." She replied, and then added, "All this stuff has to be done, but it would just be nice to share the load from time to time."

"Has it been like this since Dad left?" I asked, knowing it would smart a bit with Mum.

Mum paused before replying, "Not at first. Initially it was a distraction from your Dad finally going after years of playing away. But the last few months it's just been a bind and not really any fun."

I smiled and said, "Hopefully we can have a bit of fun this week."

Mum smiled and went back to eating.

We continued eating dinner with a little more idle chat until we were finished and then we cleared the table and filling our glasses we departed into the lounge.

Mum put the television on and after only a few minutes her phone went. It was a text message. She looked at her phone, reading the message then suddenly from nowhere Mum said, "Fuck!"

Now, Mum is not the kind of person that swears a lot so it's fairly unusual to hear her curse like that. "What's the matter?" I asked.

"Sadie, my cleaner has quit".

"Oh." I said not really understanding what the implications were.

"That means I won't be able to spend the day with you as I'd planned. I'm going to have to go down to the chalets and clean them in the morning."

Mum had such a sorrowful look on her face and she seemed so disappointed at not being able to spend the day with me.

Trying to brighten the mood, I said, "You know you said you wanted someone to share the load, I could come and help. We could still spend the afternoon together." I was grinning by the time I'd finished.

Mum looked up at me and seeing my grin couldn't help but break into a laugh herself.

"I could be your apprentice." I laughed.

Mum laughed as well and then said, "Apprentice? I think it would be better if you were the slave."

We laughed for a while and it was good to see her a little more relaxed and hopefully knowing the problems of tomorrow could be shared with me.

We spent the rest of the evening watching TV, sitting on the sofa cuddled into each other and generally catching up with each other. It was pleasant to feel the warmth of her against me. It was a comforting feeling for me and one that brought back memories of the many occasions when Mum and I would sit together watching TV or listening to music and simply enjoying each other's company. It was something I always looked forward to when Mum and I were together.

Eventually the wine ran out and the TV being completely bland we decided to go to bed as there was a fair amount of work to do the next day.

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The next morning I got up at 8:00am only to find Mum was already up and showered. She was wearing a pair of shorts, and a sleeveless top, with a pair of light sports shoes. He bra straps were visible, but she still looked good. I noticed that her rear, in particular, was still firm and looked really good in shorts. I was in my jeans and when Mum looked around, she gave me the once over.

"Good morning Babes," she said.

"Morning Mum," I replied rolling my eyes at the affectionate term.

"Did you bring any shorts with you?" She asked.

"Yeah." I replied looking a bit puzzled.

"You'd better put them on. Firstly your jeans will get filthy and secondly you'll be roasted."

"Ok." I said as I turned towards the door.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Mum asked before I left. "I've got some scrambled egg and I can do some bacon if you'd like."

"Bacon and egg would be great, thanks Mum."

"I'll get it ready while you get changed."

"Thanks Mum." Then I went upstairs and changed.

When I came back downstairs Mum was serving up the bacon and eggs and had poured a couple of coffees and sat and reminded me of the routine I had done many times before. Eventually with breakfast finished and kitchen cleaned up we left the house and drove down to the small 10 chalet complex.

The first thing we did on arrival was to check what cleaning solutions and materials we were short of and we loaded our cleaning trolleys with the bedding, towels and replacement tissues, toilet rolls and other bathroom consumables.

We waited in the office and dealt with the checking out of the guests leaving. Then at 11:00am we made a start. Mum took off to one part of the complex and I went to the other end.

It took about 40 minutes per room and with 2 of my rooms with "Do not disturb" signs hanging on the door I finished just after 1:00pm and made my way back to the office and store room, to find Mum already there.

"How many have you got left to do?" she asked.

"Two more," I replied. "What about you?"

"All of mine are done." She said with a little grin.

"How do you do them so fast?" I asked.

"When you do them as often as me it doesn't take as long."

I nodded and let my head slump.

"Don't worry; you'll get the hang of it."

"I hope so; I've only got a week."

We spent the lunchtime in the office doing the admin and organising the non-urgent repairs for Jack in the following week. I finished the remaining 2 rooms and then we waited for the new guests to arrive. All 8 of the empty chalets were filled and the holiday makers had been settled in. We hung around for a couple of hours and then having made sure all the tenants had what they needed we decided to head back home.

The trip back in the car was interesting as Mum hadn't told me to bring a change of clothes, as she had. So Mum had showered and changed at the complex and I reeked of sweat. She ribbed me big time about how bad I smelled. It was a little embarrassing but it was good to see her in a light-hearted mood.

When we got home I was sent straight to the shower. Mum's mood was playful and I could also smell how bad I smelled, and it wasn't good. I was in the bathroom with the shower running and just finishing stripping my clothes off, when all of a sudden Mum sprang through the door with a couple of towels in her hand.

"Mum!" I explained.

Mum suddenly looked at me and realised I was stood there as naked as the day I was born.

"Oh my goodness!" she cried out, but just stood there, rooted to the spot just staring at me, with her eyes aimed unwaveringly at my genitals.

"Mum!" I exclaimed again.

She suddenly looked up at my face and going very red she realised the situation she was in and then handed me the towels allowing me to achieve some level of modesty.

"I'm sorry Babes," she said a little sheepishly, "I heard the shower going so I thought you were already in the cubicle."

"Do you mind if I have a little privacy?" I asked, with a smile on my face.

"Oh." Mum suddenly said, then gathering herself she said, "I suppose so. Sorry." and then she turned and left.

As she went through the door she had brought her hand to her mouth and her head had dropped. She looked very upset as she left.

I had my shower and eventually dressed and went down to the lounge, where Mum was sitting, listening to some music.

When I went into the lounge, Mum's head dropped and she didn't seem to want to look at me or talk to me. I sat down and just listened to the music, hoping Mum would overcome the embarrassment she was obviously suffering.

After about five minutes, with neither of us talking I decided I needed a drink, so I got up to head to the kitchen. Mum glanced in my direction, but kept her gaze towards the floor. I took that as an opening and said, "I'm getting a drink. Would you like one?"

She finally looked up at me and it was clear that she was crying. My heart went out to her and I asked, "Are you ok?"

Mum just nodded her head, but it was obvious she wasn't.

I went to her and sat beside her and wrapped my arms around her. For a second I sensed she wanted to pull away, but almost immediately she suddenly fell into me sobbing.

"I'm so sorry," she cried.

"Hey Mum. It's no big deal. So you saw me naked. It's not like that hasn't happened before in our lives."

She seemed to calm down a little and after a few seconds replied, "It's not what I saw that really bothered me, it was what I wanted to do and nearly did that upset me."

I decided to let her speak and didn't say anything.

After a minute or so she continued, "I nearly did something a mother should not do with her son."

I lightly caressed her hair as she continued with her head against my chest.

"Tommy, I'm so frustrated physically, I know I'm not thinking straight, but I can't forgive myself for the thoughts I had. I could have ruined your life, and I couldn't forgive myself if that happened."

I realised that I needed to reassure her that nothing she could have thought would have ruined my life, and after what Sam had said it seemed obvious that Mum probably had had some kind of sexual thought when she'd seen me naked. I spent a few moments thinking about how best to phrase my next question. "Mum, if you had thoughts about me as a man, and not your son, you wouldn't have ruined my life."

I let this thought sink in before continuing. "Most boys fantasise about their mothers during their adolescence, and sometimes beyond."

Mum seemed to calm down a little more, and then raised her head from my chest and looked at me a little quizzically then asked, "Do you mean you've thought about having sex with me?"

As I'd brought this subject fully into the open it was only right that I answered honestly. "Mum, you are a beautiful woman and there will be millions of men seeing you that would find you sexually attractive and want to have sex with you. Just because I'm your son doesn't mean I'm any less of a man. You are a very beautiful woman and, yes, at times I have fantasised about having the opportunity to have sex with you."God Tommy, that's incest."

"Yep, but it doesn't make you any less attractive. In some respects the forbidden is more desirable than the available."

Mum looked into my eyes for the first time. "I'm so frustrated I nearly raped you!"

"It wouldn't have been rape, because I would have consented." I replied almost immediately.

Mum just looked at me, not knowing whether I was being honest, or just trying to cheer her up, in a strange kind of way. She pulled herself away from me and wiped her eyes. Curiosity seemed to be prominent in her expression, rather than remorse or sadness. Suddenly she just said, "I think I'd like that drink now please."

I released her and stood up and asked, "What would you like?"

"Would you get me a white wine please?"

"Sure." I said as I turned and went into the kitchen.

I returned to the lounge with a glass of wine for Mum and a bottle of lager for me. Mum was sat waiting and as I approached she smiled. I handed her the glass of wine and she thanked me, before I sat down next to her.

I waited while she sipped her drink. After taking a couple of sips she looked at me and then said, "Tommy, I need to explain why I reacted the way I did earlier, and I hope you understand and won't hate me for it."

I went to speak but Mum immediately cut me off and continued.

"When I saw you earlier in the bathroom all I thought about was how much I wanted to have sex with you and it scared me. I've never had such lusty feelings towards anyone before I didn't know how to handle it. I'm not sure I know now.

"My body ached to touch you and feel you it was almost impossible to stop myself from just doing it. Do you know what I mean?"

"I've never felt like that before, so I don't really understand that, but I do get the gist."

Mum continued, "I'm going to tell you something that a mother wouldn't normally tell a son, so please treat it accordingly."

I nodded.

She went on, "Since your Dad left, I haven't had a physical relationship and I need physical intimacy. As time has gone on, I've just got more and more frustrated at being on my own. Having said that it's not just sex, there needs to be an emotional attachment which is why I haven't just gone out and had the odd short-term relationship. So here I am a bit of a wreck and I don't have the time or the energy to look for someone to share my life."

I very carefully said, "From what you're saying, unless you can find the time to get to know someone well enough, you're never going to resolve your situation."

"I know, and that scares me as well."

We both went back to our drinks and conversation stopped for a while. After about 10 minutes of sitting in silence, just sipping our drinks and listening to the music, I decided to try to put Mum's mind at ease.

"Mum." I asked.

"Yes Baby."

"I'm not upset about earlier in the bathroom."

Mum just said, "Thank you Babe. I love you."

"I love you too Mum."

We spent the rest of the evening in relative quiet before eventually retiring to bed.

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On Sunday morning I got up and had a quick shower and put some joggers on with a tee-shirt. I went downstairs and found Mum in the kitchen. She was sitting drinking a cup of tea when I entered.

Mum looked up as I entered the kitchen and greeted me, "Good morning."

"Hi Mum. Did you sleep ok?"

Not wanting to look me in the eye she replied, "No. Not really."

I went over to her and put my arms around her shoulder, giving her a hug. I felt her stiffen, almost in recoil at my touch.

"Hey Mum. You really are upset by yesterday. You know you don't really need to be." I said, trying to reassure her.

I sat on the chair next to her and just rubbed her back in an affectionate gesture.

Almost tearfully Mum said, "Tommy. I was on the verge of having sex with you. That's not right and I don't know why I nearly lost control."

"Can I ask you a question?" I asked.

Mum looked up at me and with a small nod of her head agreed.

"Have any of your friends with sons admitted that they fantasised about having sex with them?"

Mum looked at me quizzically and thought for a moment before replying, "Actually, yes."

I continued, "Have they ever done anything to pursue that fantasy?"

"Not to my knowledge."

"Do you consider them bad mother's because they've fantasised?"

"I hadn't really thought about it in those terms. I suppose we all have fantasies."

I saw the opening and decided to go for the crux of Mum's discomfort, and locking eyes with her I asked, "Have you ever fantasised about having sex with me, before yesterday?"

Mum sort of froze, just looking back at me. I wasn't sure if she was angry or mortified at my question and possible insight. After what seemed like an age she lowered her eyes and looking down quietly replied, "Yes."

I gave her a loving smile, to hopefully let her know that it was ok, and then asked, "Has that made you less of a mother, or made you love me less or differently?"

Mum, immediately looked up and said, "No. At least I hope not."

"Well, from where I'm sitting it hasn't."

I got my first breakthrough as Mum finally looked at me and smiled. The smile was her usual loving smile. The one that has always let me know she loves me. There was also an obvious release of tension in her shoulders and she seemed to relax a bit.

"I was just so scared that I could have ruined our relationship." Mum said.

I thought about how to respond then decided to let Mum know that there was nothing she could do that would do that. "Mum, if we had sex here and now I wouldn't love you any less as my mother. In fact it's more than likely I would love you even more because you showed me not only how much you loved me emotionally, but how far you were prepared to go physically to demonstrate that love."

"Tommy!" Mum exclaimed as I put my hand up to stop her.

"Look. You've just admitted that you have fantasised about us having sex and I don't mind admitting that I have had many wonderful fantasies about us doing the same. Mother's and sons have a relationship that often verges on the boundaries of sexual. You know that occasionally at parties when we've both had a drink or two we've flirted with each other. It's what men and women do. But I haven't been offended or scared or insulted by it. I enjoyed it and it skirted around the boundaries of our relationship, which was a little thrilling.

"You may not know this, but I think I understand what probably prompted you to feel the way you did. You're lonely, in a physical sense. You have been alone for nearly a year and I think you desperately need some physical love, and yesterday you nearly acted on that need."

Mum suddenly smiled and looked at me, and then asked, "Did you come up with that all on your own?"

Deciding to be honest, I replied, "No. Not really. Sam and I were chatting and she said that she thought you needed some attention. In her words, she said she thought you were probably horny."

Mum's eyes widened, and then said, "I should have realised Sam was involved in some way. She's far too clever for her own good. But I have to say she's right."

Mum smiled, and I joined her then we chuckled to each other as the humour of the situation struck us harder.

Suddenly Mum got this slightly wicked look on her face then asked, "So is your visit this week as a result of your chat with Sam?"

"Sort of." I replied.

"Have you come here to try to get me laid?"

I was a little concerned this might take a turn for the worse so I carefully replied, "Sort of."

"Exactly how did you think you were going to achieve that?" she asked.

"Uh, the idea was that if I could help you with the work this week, it might give you more chance to get out and hopefully meet someone."

Mum smiled and said, "I'm not sure the two of you thought that through very well. With you here the chances are I will spend any extra time with you. Not go out."

The realisation hit me as Mum's words sank in. She was right. All I could do was shake my head and say, "I didn't think of that."

Mum just laughed then got up and asked, "Would you like a tea or coffee?"

I asked for a coffee then the morning just continued normally. Mum and I had breakfast and we made plans for spending the Sunday.

Mum needed to spend an hour or so on the phone taking care of business. When she came down she seemed far more relaxed and mentioned that she had spoken to Sam, but didn't say what they'd discussed.

After having a sandwich and a coffee we decided to take a walk down to the sea front and walked around the tourist shops and did some sight-seeing. We spent time overlooking the beach and the sea as we strolled along the promenade. I joked with Mum about checking out the "meat" on the beach to which we both laughed. We had afternoon tea in a little tea shop just off the promenade and as we were sitting drinking and talking we were interrupted, by an attractive woman also in her mid to late forties, I would guess.

"Hello Laura," this woman said, addressing Mum. "Where did you manage to find such a handsome young man?"

We both looked up to see a look on this woman's face that suggested we were being a little bit naughty.

Mum suddenly became a little flustered as she replied, "Dawn! Er, it's not what you think." Then almost in a bit of a panic she added, "This is my son Tommy."

"Are you ok Laura?" Dawn asked. "You seem a little flustered."

"Yes. Yes, of course." And then Mum seemed to regain her composure and added, "Dawn, my son, Tommy." She then turned to me and said, "This is Dawn, chairperson of the Holiday Home Owner's Association."

I stood up and shaking Dawn's hand and said, "Hi. Nice to meet you."

Dawn smiled and responded with, "The pleasure's all mine young man."

Mum piped up, "Oh Dawn. You're incorrigible." After which they both laughed.

We all laughed and then Dawn sat briefly and discussed an issue with Mum relating to the Association. Eventually Dawn stood, and said, "I need to get on."

Mum said, "Thanks for letting me know Dawn."

Dawn then leaned in to Mum and quietly said, "It's a real pity he's your son. I'd love to get up close and personal."

Mum gasped, "Dawn!"

Then directing her words towards me, she said "Bye Tommy. I hope we get the chance to meet again." She followed that with a wink. Before Mum could say anything Dawn turned and with her back to us she waved and said, "Bye Darling." She then left with an accentuated swish of her hips.

Mum and I laughed at Dawn as she left then continued with our tea before a final walk by the beach and strolling back to Mum's.

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We showered and changed. Mum decided that she didn't fancy cooking, and with neither of us really wanting to go out to dinner either, we ordered a Chinese take-away.

The food arrived and we sat and ate, chatting about the day and enjoying some wine. It was a pleasant meal and we both seemed very comfortable in each other's company. Eventually we went into the lounge and turned the TV on.

After about 10 minutes I decided to ask Mum about something that had puzzled me since meeting Dawn earlier in the day.

"Can I ask you something about Dawn?" I asked.

"You want to be careful there. Dawn's husband is a very influential man and Dawn is a very big tease. You don't want to go messing with her."

A little surprised at Mum's response I said, "That wasn't what I was going to ask." I then continued, "Why did you get so flustered and defensive when Dawn said hello?"

"What do you mean?"

"What did you think it looked like to feel the need to say 'it's not what you think'?" I clarified.

"I don't know. I just know that Dawn can turn things round so that they're embarrassing at times and I didn't want you to be embarrassed."

"Me embarrassed? Come off it Mum." I said with a broad smile.

"Ok. I admit it. I thought she might think I'd picked up a toy boy."

"So why's that such a bad thing?"

"I was worried that if that's what she thought she also might find out that you were my son."

"So it's back to you thinking about having sex with me?" I asked trying to search for what Mum's hang up really was.

Mum seemed to withdraw into herself again, and I wondered if I'd pushed too hard. It was obvious that she was having difficulty with her thoughts about me, but I wanted to understand why they were having such an impact on her.

With a big breath Mum looked at me with what appeared to be a look of determination on her face. She then spoke, "What I'm about to tell you, is difficult but I'm going to be honest with you and hopefully you won't hate me for it."

"I'll never hate you Mum," I jumped in.

With a bit of a smile Mum continued, "Since you phoned to arrange to stay this week, I haven't been able to get the idea of us having sex out of my head. I am so horny I just need some sex. The problem is after seeing you naked yesterday it's got worse.

"You are a handsome virile young man and someone like you can cure the itch that I have, but you're my son and we're not allowed to comfort each other in that way. Does that make sense?"

"I think so." I replied.

"Tommy, I need sex and for some reason in my head I've decided that I want to have sex with you."

"Do you want to have sex to get pregnant?" I asked.

"No, of course not. I just want to feel the weight and warmth of a man satisfying my need for sex. But not just any man, I want that man to be you."

"So all you want is sexual gratification."

"Yes."

I sat and considered the fact Mum was effectively offering me one of my most desirable fantasies. I tried to quickly think of the pros and cons. Unfortunately my considerations were being made more with my cock and less with my head, so all I could really think about was getting to have sex with Mum.

I decided to bite the bullet and let Mum know how I felt.

"Mum. I'm going to be honest with you. Going from the fantasy of having sex with you to the reality that I really could is a bit of a big step. However, the idea of actually having sex with you is one that I find very desirable. So if all you want is for me to stop you feeling horny and by doing so it means we end up in bed together having sex with each other, I think I would like that."

Mum seemed to search my face for something, I'm not sure what it was, but it seemed to take a minute or two before she spoke.

Eventually she said, "Tommy, I love you dearly and I can't think of anything more gratifying than having you satisfying my sexual need. The only thing that I'm concerned about is how we go from there."

I got up and went over to her and simply leaned down and kissed her on the lips. We held the kiss and eventually Mum seemed to get into it and opened her mouth a little. I pulled away and we smiled at each other; Mum a little sheepishly, but at least she smiled.

I said, "To try to avoid any awkwardness let's just let the evening unfold and see what happens."

Mum reached up and pulled my head back to hers and kissed me again. This time her tongue entered my mouth to which I responded. We kissed far more hungrily this time and this was definitely a kiss between lovers, and not between mother and son.

When we broke the kiss I said, "Why don't we go and get changed."

I went upstairs and removed my clothes, deciding to change into a pair of light canvas trousers, a short-sleeved summer shirt and a pair of deck shoes. I omitted underwear and socks so I would have minimal clothing to remove.

I went back downstairs and sat in the lounge waiting for Mum. For some reason I was feeling a little nervous.

I'd been waiting for about 10 minutes then I heard Mum's footsteps as she came down the stairs. A few seconds later the door from the hallway opened and Mum walked in. I could barely believe the sight that greeted me. Mum was a vision of beauty, a woman of overt sexuality and a woman that looked at me with an expression of love I'd never seen before, even as a child.

She had put on make-up; primarily mascara and red lipstick. She was wearing a strapless red dress that showed off ample cleavage. The dress narrowed at the waist and flared at the hips descending to around mid-thigh where her legs were clad in sheer stockings. Her legs narrowed at her ankles where her feet were suited in a pair of red stiletto heeled shoes, sporting a three inch heel.

I got up and went to greet Mum and as a result we embraced and kissed. I had already started to get an erection at the sight of Mum. On breaking the kiss Mum whispered in my ear, "Thank you baby. If you don't think I'm desirable, there's one part of your body that does."

Obviously Mum could feel my rapidly stiffening cock and I was just completely overcome at how beautiful and sexy Mum looked, but eventually replied, "Mum. You're absolutely beautiful and a very sexy woman."

Mum smiled and said, "You're only saying that because you want to get inside my panties."

I smiled back and said, "That is a very naughty and pleasurable thought."

Retaining her grin, Mum said, "Well you're never going to be able to do that."

I looked at her with a puzzled expression on my face.

She then leaned into me and whispered in my ear, "You can't get into my panties because I'm not wearing any."

I must have been a picture as I stood with my mouth open. I couldn't believe that Mum would be so bold.

She stood smiling enjoying the response she was getting from me, and I suspect she was pleased at her audacious mode of attire.

Eventually she said, "If you don't believe me you can have a look or even a feel if you like."

Regaining my composure and suddenly realising how erotic Mum's admission was I decided to play it cool and replied, "I'm sure I'll find out soon enough." I returned a smile trying to be as cool as her.

Mum stepped forward, pressing her body against mine and brought her mouth to mine. We kissed noisily trying to fill our mouths with our tongues. I found kissing Mum like this very arousing and by the time we broke for air I was rock hard.

Suddenly I felt something brush against my cock, and looking down saw Mum's hand running over the very pronounced bulge in my trousers.

I raised my hands to Mum's breasts and ran my hands over them, on top of her dress. She stepped back slightly dropping her arms to her side allowing me full access to her breasts. As I rubbed and caressed them her eyes closed and she let her head roll back. She let out a soft moan as she enjoyed the touch of my hands. I started to bring my hands down, across her abdomen, out to her hips and, with a brief excursion to the area around her crotch; I finished by letting my hands run down the front of her legs. As I did so I could feel the clips of her suspenders beneath her dress, confirming she was wearing stockings.

Mum stepped in towards me again and we engaged in another long wet kiss, exchanging large amounts of saliva and I was enjoying the taboo element of our encounter.

When we broke, she seemed a little less relaxed and she quietly said, "Tommy, there's one thing I really want to do right now."

"What's that?" I asked.

"I haven't sucked a cock in over a year, and there's nothing I'd like to do more than that at the moment." At the same time she had begun seriously rubbing my cock.

With one of my most forbidden wishes presented to me on a plate, all I could say was, "Will mine do?"

Mum came closer and with a very naughty expression on her face, she nodded and then started to undo the buttons on my shirt. At the same time she was backing me up towards the sofa. By the time I felt the sofa against the backs of my legs Mum had undone my shirt and was pushing it off of my shoulders. I was bare-chested. Mum sank to her knees and as she did I kicked my deck shoes off. She then undid the button on my trousers and lowered the zip. As she pushed my trousers down my cock sprang free and hit her on the cheek. Mum giggled, then taking my cock in her hand she looked up at me and said, "This will do very nicely indeed."She pushed me and got me to sit. Having done so she positioned herself between my spread legs and then with a very mischievous expression on her face she leaned towards me and ran her tongue along the underside of my cock from my balls to the head and then without any hesitation engulfed my cock with her warm, moist mouth.

"Oh my God!" I exclaimed as I felt the sensations produced by her mouth.

Mum started bobbing her head enthusiastically as she got into a rhythm. As well as stimulating me with her mouth she was also pumping my shaft with her hands.

I started to pump my hips a little as the stimulation was having a rapid effect on me.

"Mum, I'm gonna cum soon if you keep that up." I gasped.

Mum stopped and looked up at me and said, "Tommy, I haven't sucked a cock in what seems like a lifetime. I just want you to cum in my mouth. I want to taste your cum."

With that she lowered her head and resumed her stimulation of my member.

I began gasping as the thought of filling my mother's mouth with cum increased my aroused state and within another minute or so I could feel my cock starting to stiffen more and that beautiful pressure started to build.

"I'm gonna cum." I gasped.

Mum just seemed to bob faster and suck harder. She grabbed my balls and rolled them in her fingers.

Then I felt my cock buck in readiness and Mum gave out a little muffled shriek and then the head of my cock started tingling as that wonderful pulse of pleasure from my prostate sent a torrent of semen up my cock, shooting out into Mum's mouth. Pulse after pulse sent more and more cum into Mum's mouth and she just seemed to be sucking and swallowing as quickly as she could.

My orgasm subsided sooner than I wished as Mum instinctively reduced her stimulation as my cock became exceptionally sensitive as normal after an orgasm. Mum's eyes met mine as she finished cleaning my cock. I smiled at her as she removed her mouth from my cock, and then Mum grinned broadly then lewdly licking her lips said, "My God Tommy. You taste fantastic."

I couldn't help just grinning. I said, "That's the most intense blowjob I've ever had."

"Baby, you don't know how pleasurable that was for me."

I looked at her quizzically.

Mum continued, "I doubt that you realise I actually had a little orgasm as you came in my mouth. That doesn't happen very often."

I was a little surprised at her admission but I suppose it's no stranger than letting, no wanting me to ejaculate in her mouth.

Mum stood up and I sat forward with my face in front of her stomach. I could smell her arousal and decided I would see if she was just joking about her panties.

I put my hands up onto Mum's stocking clad thighs and moved them to the inside. She repositioned her feet to spread them a little wider, giving me slightly easier access to her inner thighs.

I slipped my hand up the inside and suddenly came across the top of her stockings and I was now touching bare skin. I raised my hand higher and found a slick area of skin. She must be seriously aroused as her juices were running down her inner thighs. I pushed higher and found the junction between her legs and for the first time I ran my fingers across Mum's pussy lips. She was slick and well lubricated. I found her lips and pushed my fingers between them, drawing them towards her clit, making her take a sharp breathe.

I pulled my hand out and her aroma filled my nostrils and the room. My fingers were dripping wet and bringing them to my noise. Her aroma was intoxicating and arousing, and I couldn't contain myself and pushed my fingers into my mouth, tasting Mum's juices.

My cock started to harden, then Mum tapped me on the shoulder and I looked up.

Looking down at me she said, "Can I have a taste?"

"Certainly." I replied and then pushed a couple of fingers back into her pussy and bringing out my wet fingers I offered them to her. She grabbed my hand and brought my fingers to her mouth and she greedily sucked and licked them clean.

"Mmm, that's so delicious. Tommy you've made me very wet." she said as she released my hand.

I stood up and kissed her again, tasting her juices and the remaining hint of my own semen.

Mum pulled away and turned sideways on, lifting her left arm. She said, "Would you mind undoing my dress please Babe?"

I realised there was a zip which I grasped and slid down. As her dress opened she pulled it away and down from her breasts revealing them.

She pushed her dress down and it fell to the floor revealing a body that I hadn't seen for many years, and a body that was in extremely good shape. I just stared taking in the glow of her skin and the features of her almost nude form. Her breasts, although not terribly large, were well proportioned for her size and her nipples were erect and stood proud of her breasts. Her waist was narrow and her hips flared to accentuate her curves. Her stomach was flat, with only a hint of a bulge, which would normally be hidden by well-fitting clothes. Her pubic hair was short and very tidily trimmed in a narrow triangle. Her thighs were well toned but still beautifully feminine, and for me that was more attractive. Her legs were veiled in sheer nylon held up by the lacy suspender belt. It made her legs seem longer and more slender and her 3 inch heels adding to the perceived length of her legs.

The aroma coming from Mum was intoxicating and arousing. I leaned forward and sniffed her scent, saying, "You smell so sexy. Can I lick your pussy?"

She lifted her leg and put her foot on the arm of the sofa, next to me. This opened her legs giving me free access to her glistening pussy, and she said seductively, "Help yourself."

I leaned forward and ran my tongue from the back of her lips to the front and finished by flicking her clit. Mum gasped and then groaned, and rotated her hips as she enjoyed my stimulation. I repeated this a number of times before running a couple of fingers up and down her lips, coating them with her juices. All of a sudden I pushed 2 fingers into her and sucked, licked and flicked her clit.

"Oh my God" Mum gasped. "Tommy, that's wonderful, please keep doing that."

I continued to push my fingers in and out of her very moist channel and stimulate her clit with my tongue. Mum's arousal increased very quickly and she was moaning and encouraging me as she began to tremble. She was gasping and her arousal increased as Mum rapidly began to lose control over her legs. She put her hands on my shoulders to support herself before giving out a long low primal moan and her leg gave way a little as she reached orgasm. I helped support her as her pussy leaked more of her juices which literally dripped from her.

Mum eventually recovered and still panting she said, "Baby that was wonderful. I can't remember the last time I've had my pussy licked like that." She put her foot back on the floor and leaned down and kissed me. She also seemed to run her lips over my face tasting her own juices.

By this time I was hard again and as Mum stood away from me she saw my erect cock and looking at me she said, "Babes I need that cock inside me. Please let me fuck your beautiful cock."

She seemed to be almost pleading in her desire for sex.

I repositioned myself on the sofa so that there was space either side of me.

"Why don't you come and sit on my lap." I offered as I raised my hands toward her.

"I can't think of anything better," she said lustily as she took my hand and walked forward. She got up onto the sofa with her knees either side of my hips. She reached down between her legs and took hold of my cock. She lowered her hips to allow her to run the head of my cock along the length of her pussy lips. Lodging my cock at the entrance to her womanly core she looked directly into my eyes and then silently mouthing, "Fuck me," she lowered her hips impaling herself onto my cock.

"Oh fuck," we said in unison as mother and son experienced the pleasure of their incestuous coupling. We kissed each other as Mum began to move her hips forwards and backwards, her juices were quickly lubricating the whole length of my cock allowing it to work its way deep into her.

She then began bouncing her hips, raising herself nearly fully off me then crashing down hard as she began fucking me. I began kneading her breasts and pinching and rolling her erect nipples. Alternating between bouncing on my cock and rotating her hips, I sucked and lightly bit her nipples whenever she wasn't bouncing. She was one hot woman.

"Oh fuck, Tommy keep sucking my tits. You're driving me crazy." Mum gasped.

"I'm not going to last much longer." I responded as she began bouncing on my cock again.

All of a sudden Mum slammed down hard and shook as she experienced an obvious orgasm. Her face, neck and chest blushed and glowed as she groaned and came hard.

Eventually resuming her exertions she gasped, "Babes, if you can make me come like that again, I might not let you go home."

Between my own gasps I replied, "If you keep fucking me like this, I won't want to leave."

All of a sudden Mum got a really painful look on her face and cried, "Baby I'm cumming again. Please cum with me. Cum inside me. Fill me up with your seed. I want your cum in my pussy."

This got me ascending to my own orgasm. I could feel the head of my cock becoming a little more sensitive. My cock also stiffening further as that glorious pressure built at the root of my cock. "I'm gonna cum Mum," I gasped in reply.

Mum just bounced on my cock like her life depended on it. We were both gasping and uttering unintelligibly as we ascended towards the incestuous climax of our union. I was trying to push my cock higher into her each time she descended.

All of a sudden Mum cried out and slammed down hard on me. My cock was suddenly clamped inside her rippling and trembling vaginal walls. She was shaking quite severely and the knowledge that she was coming hard, took me over the edge.

"Oh fuck," I cried out as my cock started forcing cum up into Mum's sucking channel. I was cumming hard and Mum seemed to experience an extended orgasm as she felt my cum shoot from my cock.

Mum suddenly screamed, "Yes, cum in me. Fuck me Baby. Cum for me."

We both grabbed each other wanting to get even closer to each other physically. As our orgasms subsided, Mum suddenly gave out a sob and then grabbing my face, clamped her lips to mine and kissed me hungrily. I could still feel her trembling and she began to slowly move her hips trying to stimulate us both a little. I enjoyed the feeling as it seemed to extend the intimacy we were experiencing. After a minute or so, Mum pulled away from me and held my face and looked deep into my eyes. She had an expression that was partly lust, partly love and partly quizzical.

She eventually said, "Tommy, where did you learn to fuck like that?"

"I'm not sure," I replied. "You seemed to be doing most of the fucking."

Mum laughed, "I suppose I was." Then she kissed me and continued, "Whoever was doing the fucking, I've never cum that hard in my life before."

"Perhaps you were more aroused because you were fucking your son?" I asked.

"Bloody hell, Tommy. We shouldn't have done this but I've never been so aroused with anyone like I was tonight."

"Do you regret it?" I asked, hoping she didn't.

"God, no Babes. If you can keep fucking me like that, you'd better spend your weekends down here shoving that beautiful cock of yours into my cunt."

"Mum!" I exclaimed at the word she used.

She just smiled and said, "What's the matter, haven't you ever heard the word 'cunt' before?

"Well yes, but never from you. But it is hot hearing you speak like that."

With a smile she leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "Well if ever I need to get you in the mood I know I can talk dirty to you."

We both laughed and eventually she said, "We'd better go and get cleaned up."

I pondered whether to ask a question, and Mum must have noticed.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"There's something I was going to ask."

"Ask away Babes, I'm sure it won't be offensive, considering what we've just done."

A little sheepishly I asked, "Can I have a shower with you?"

She laughed loudly and replied, "Of course you can. It would only be fair, having got each other all sweaty and messy to clean each other up."

She got up off me and very quickly she put her hands between her legs.

She laughed again and looking at me she said, "Oops, I seem to be leaking."

With that she turned towards the door and reached back towards me she said, "Come on Babes, let's go and have a shower."

In the bathroom, Mum ran the water and while waiting for the temperature to come up she removed her suspender belt shoes and stockings. Eventually she went into the shower and called me in. Joining her we embraced and kissed. I enjoyed feeling Mum's bare skin up against mine, and particularly the feel of her nipples against my chest.

We played around a bit tickling and teasing each other before eventually getting down to the business of cleaning ourselves up.

We finished, drying each other off before going back downstairs, me wearing a towelling robe and Mum in a very sheer and essentially transparent baby-doll nightie that barely came down to her crotch. Her breasts were on full display beneath the gossamer-like material and her nipples were still erect displaying her continued arousal.

Mum said, "Let's go downstairs. I could do with a drink after that."

"Ok." I said holding the door open for her to lead the way. As she passed me I playfully tapped her rear.

She giggled saying, "Naughty. That's no way to treat your mother."

"It is just after she's impaled her pussy onto my cock until we both came," I replied with a laugh.

She just laughed and headed downstairs with me following.

I made some drinks for us both and we sat in the lounge. We toasted ourselves and sipped our drinks before sitting. Mum was sat with her legs crossed so I couldn't see between her legs. I was sat, knees apart as usual and my robe struggling to cover the renewed erection that had risen. Mum seemed to be studying me for a while and I just looked at her, admiring her beautiful features. I was still struggling to believe that I'd just fucked my mother, but the truth is I had, and from what I could tell she loved it.

After allowing Mum to sit with her thoughts for a while I eventually asked, "Are you alright?"

She looked straight at me and gave me a warm loving smile and replied, "Yes Babes. I feel wonderful and I'm thankful that you helped me out with my problem."

I beamed back at her, "If you have any problems at all, you know where to find me. After all, that's what sons are for."

She laughed, "Yeah, I bet you'd love to help me out of my panties every day."

Laughing with her I replied, "Hopefully I wouldn't need to."

Looking at me quizzically she asked, "What, you mean you won't?"

With a boyish grin, I replied, "I was hoping you would decide not to wear any whenever I was around."

Mum laughed out loud and looked at me and simply said, "Pervert."

We spent the rest of the evening discovering and enjoying the new aspects of our relationship. We fooled around a little and enjoyed the emotional closeness of new lovers, enhanced by the long term emotional connection between mother and son.

Eventually we went up to bed. Mum asked me to sleep with her, which I had hoped for, and we spent a couple of hours exploring each other's bodies in greater detail eventually making love and falling asleep together.

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I opened my eyes to daylight and the warmth of a body next to me and couldn't immediately get my bearings. Suddenly the realisation hit me of what Mum and I did last night. I wanted to cuddle up to her but I was afraid that she might regret what we did and panic.

I lay listening to her breathing wondering when she would wake and realised that her breathing was very quiet, almost like she was trying to keep her breathing quiet. I decided to bite the bullet and said, "Mum? You awake?"

As Mum rolled onto her back she said, "Yes Babes. How do you feel this morning?"

With her face turned to me allowing me to see what seemed to be a nervous smile, I replied, "I'm ok. But I'm wondering if you think last night was a mistake?"

"Do you think it was a mistake?" she asked losing the slight smile and leaving the nervous look.

"Me? No, not really, but I would regret it if you thought it was a mistake."

Suddenly her expression softened and her eyes lit up and a broad smile appeared on her face. She replied, "How can the best sex of my life be a mistake?"

I relaxed and Mum turned to me and rolled herself on top of me and kissed me deeply. Our tongues fought the age old dance in our mouths and I realised that I was getting a hard on. This obviously didn't go unnoticed as I felt it rubbing against Mum's thigh, or at least I thought it was her thigh.

She lifted her face away from mine and smiling broadly she sort of squealed with delight, "Someone else has woken up! I wonder if he needs some exercise."

With that she closed her legs and trapped my cock between them and used her hips to move her thighs to slowly stimulate me.

I groaned a little and Mum just looked and smiled at me. After a few more seconds she asked, "It doesn't feel very moist where your cock is. Would you like it to go somewhere that is soaking wet?"

"That sounds nice." I replied.

With that Mum rolled off me and onto her back. At the same time she threw the duvet off the bed and spreading her legs she said, "Come to Mummy."

I crawled over on top of her and before I could position myself Mum grabbed my cock and positioned it at the entrance to her vagina. She whispered in my ear, "Babes, push that gorgeous cock into my pussy. I need a good fuck from my favourite son."

I lowered my lips to hers and kissed her and at the same time pushed into her. We both moaned as we continued to kiss each other and Mum wrapped her arms and legs around me as I commenced to pump my cock in and out of her with a rhythm that allowed deep but not too frantic a penetration. Mum rotated her pelvis to meet my thrusts and all the time she was whispering encouragement asking and begging me to fuck her.

After a few minutes I could feel her start to tremble and before long she arched her back as she succumbed to her first orgasm. After a few moments she got back into rhythm with me, but the tremble hadn't completely stopped.

Another orgasm hit her and she arched again, and her breathing halted for a second as she let out a groan of pleasure in my ear. Getting back into rhythm with me again her breathing was much more strained and ragged and then she began to pant and more breathlessly now she spoke in my ear, "Tommy, fuck me hard. Pump that hard cock and cum in my pussy Babes. I need you to come for me."

"I love you Mum." was all I said in reply and began to pick up the pace. I lifted my chest away from Mum and began to thrust harder and more quickly into her. Mum's eyes were closed and her body was covered in sweat and was visibly shaking as she ranted to nobody in particular, "Fuck. Oh my God. So good. Cumming!"

I had caught her up and was on the verge of shooting my semen into her sucking vagina and as I felt the pressure start to build and my cock stiffening further Mum just started to cling on to me and shook as I tipped over the edge and started to pump my cum into here. Her vagina clamped down on me and seemed to suck my seed from me as Mum just let out a long low primeval howl as she came hard with me.

As my orgasm subsided I lowered myself and Mum just wrapped herself around me again and squeezed. She was totally breathless and she just held me tightly as she recovered from the intensity of her own orgasm. I held her as we recovered, neither of us speaking. We both just enjoyed the intimacy as we both came down from an intense physical and emotional experience. I was thinking to myself that I've never had sex like this and sex with Mum is way more intense and pleasurable than any I'd ever had before. I was thinking that last night was good, but this was fantastic and a whole different league.

Eventually Mum quietly asked, "A penny for them?"

I looked into Mum's eyes and briefly kissed her on the lips. Pulling away I said, "I was just thinking how amazing sex with you was last night, but this morning is something else completely. I feel like it was almost a religious experience this morning. I know I'm not excessively experienced in sex or life in general but I don't think sex with anyone else is likely to come anywhere close to what just happened."

Suddenly tears formed in Mum's eyes and she kissed me deeply, and then quietly said, "Babes, I've never experienced anything so intense in all of my life. I don't know if it's because I just needed sex so bad or if it's the fact that it's you I'm having sex with, but I can't imagine anything better than that."

I kissed her again and rolled off her and getting her to turn away from me I spooned her and held her close. Mum held my arms as I wrapped them around her and I gently kissed her neck and shoulders before we both just lay together and ended up going back to sleep.

It was almost lunchtime before we eventually woke up again.

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After showering and dressing, we were both in the kitchen eating some lunch and trying to regain some kind of normality as mother and son. We chatted about my work and Mum's business, but every so often we'd steal a glance at each other and laugh like we were trying to keep a secret that nobody else in the room should know. The fact that there was no one else with us made no difference. It was our secret and we were both getting off on it a bit even though we were alone.

Eventually Mum had to go and do some work, so I decided to go and take a walk down to the beach and let her get on without me distracting her.

It was mid-afternoon when my phone went off. Sam's name showed on the screen so I answered, "Hi Sam."

"Hi Tommy, what's going on?" came her familiar voice.

"I'm having a walk while Mum is doing some work." I replied innocently.

"That's not what I mean. I've just come off the phone with Mum and if I was to make a guess," Sam paused, "how can I put it," pausing again before finally saying, "She's had her brains fucked out!"

"Sam!" I exclaimed, "How can you say that?"

"It's simple. I know how relaxed I get after a period without sex and finally getting some, and Mum is chilled."

I had a major dilemma. Sam had spoken to Mum but I had no idea what they had said so I couldn't risk saying anything that contradicted their conversation.

I replied carefully, "I don't know about that, but she seems more relaxed since I got here."

"Don't give me that," Sam said. "Mum said something similar, but I don't buy it. If I had to put a million pounds on it, I would bet that she's had sex; and probably good sex, at that."

Sam was annoyingly perceptive and I knew if I even hinted at what Mum and I had done she would figure it out, so I picked my words very carefully. "Well, we've cleaned chalets, gone out for a walk, had dinner and we've slept. What more can I say."

At that moment I heard a beep in my ear from the phone indicating that there was another call coming in. I couldn't have been more relieved at the interruption, and quickly said, "Hang on Sam I have another call. I won't be a sec."

After hearing her "Ok", I put Sam on hold and answered the other call. It was Mum.

"What's up Mum?" I asked.

"Sam's been on the phone. She thinks something is going on. I thought I'd warn you."

"I know Mum, she's on the phone with me right now, and I've just put her on hold to talk to you."

Mum sounded a bit panicky and said, "You're not going to let on are you?"

"Not if I can avoid it, but you know what she's like." Before Mum had chance to say anything more I said, "Look Mum, I'd better go or she'll think something is really up. I'll speak to you in a bit."

"Ok Babes." Mum said and then we both hung up and I switched back to my call with Sam.

"Sorry about that. It was someone from work, needing some info about one of my projects."

Sam's voice came back, "Look, I just want to make sure Mum is alright. Are you sure there's nothing going on that I need to know?"

"No Sis. Everything is cool. Mum had some issues with her main cleaner, Sadie, which was going on when I arrived, but that's resolved now so after that Mum seemed to calm down and relax, so I guess that's all you're picking up on." I replied trying to keep the conversation away from Mum and sex.

"If you're sure." Sam said before adding, "If you're lying to me I'll have your balls; brother or not,"

"I don't know what else to say to convince you. Everything is all ok." I said hoping that Sam would accept it.

"Ok little brother." Sam said to my relief, "But if anything changes you'd better let me know, I know what you're like with emotional stuff. If Mum needs me to come down, you just call me and I'll come down to help. Ok?"

"Sure Sis." I replied.

"Ok, I'd better go. Give my love to Mum and I'll speak to you soon."

"Ok. You take care. Speak soon."

With final goodbyes I hung up and headed back towards Mum's to try to sort out working our stories out just in case 'Interrogator Sam' wants to start another investigation.

Fifteen minutes later I was back at Mum's and she met me in the hallway with a very concerned look on her face.

"What did Samantha say?" she asked almost desperately.

I sort of smiled and replied, "She said she thought you'd had your brains fucked out." and then smiled broadly at the humour of the moment.

Mum's eyes widened and she looked like she was about to scream at me then dissolved into a giggling fit. Eventually she half recovered herself and still giggling said, "I hate it when she's right!"

We both ended up giggling and fell into each other and continued to laugh for a couple of minutes. Eventually Mum gathered herself and said, "Now come on Babes, this is serious. I don't know what Samantha will say, or do if she found out we were having sex with each other, after all it is incest."

Knowing Mum was right I calmed down and said, "I know Mum, but I bet she won't be as shocked as you might think. She's pretty open-minded you know."

"Yes she is open-minded but this is something that I don't think I want to trust to believing I know my daughter well enough to know how she'll react to this kind of news."

"You're right, I suppose, Mum. So what do you want to tell her, as she's already detected that you're not 'horny' anymore?" I asked emphasising the word horny.

We went into the kitchen and sat and discussed the conversations we'd both had with Sam and agreed on sticking to the idea that with me here it took Mum's mind off all her troubles. Having finally sorted that out Mum said, "I have a little surprise for you."

I looked at Mum quizzically and asked, "What kind of surprise?"

With a broad and somewhat wanton smile on her face she replied, "I've got the rest of the week off."

With my cock beginning to stir at the thought of all that free time with Mum I asked, "How come?"

Mum went into a long explanation about her very long chat with Sadie and the fact that despite saying she was quitting what she really wanted was more responsibility and to have a more responsible role. To cut a long story short, Mum offered her a role as Site Manager and they agreed that Mum would spend some time training her up and that would mean that Mum would have more time to develop and possibly expand the business. One of the things that Sadie agreed to is that she would run the office and organise the other cleaners and repairs this week until the weekend to see how she got on. This would leave Mum plenty of time to spend with me.

With my cock still thinking ahead and swelling considerably in anticipation, I had to ask, "Did you agree to that because you're not horny anymore?"

Mum laughed and corrected me, "Not as horny."

I laughed and with both of us now much more relaxed, we decided it was time for dinner and Mum said she wanted to cook so we spent the next hour preparing a chilli which we both sat down and enjoyed with some wine. While we were eating I couldn't believe the glow that came from Mum. Her skin seemed to shine and her eyes were bright and full of laughter. I hadn't seen her look so happy in years, probably not for a good eight to ten years.

We finished eating and cleared the kitchen and grabbed some drinks and headed into the lounge. Mum put some music on and we sat together on the sofa. After a short period of relative silence Mum jumped up and said, "What do you say to a game of cards?"

"Ok." I replied, "Rummy?" I then asked.

Mum had a very naughty smile on her face and replied, "I was thinking more like strip poker, but we could compromise and play strip rummy."

Suddenly I got a little concerned as I was wearing a tee-shirt, shorts and flip-flops, so I didn't have much to take off. Looking at Mum, she was wearing a dress, a bra, panties and she had a pair of open-toed sandals. So I was down four to three. But what the heck, the chances are even if I lost, Mum probably wanted to get naked as well so it was a 'win, win' as far as I was concerned.

Mum got a pack of cards and we sat facing each other either side of the coffee table. We cut for deal and Mum dealt the first hand. I cut the remaining pack and turned the top card over to reveal a club. I looked at my hand and found I had 5 clubs in my hand.

It transpired that Mum had a handful of diamonds and I didn't have any, so apart from winning one hand with the king of spades to my jack, it was a convincing win for me.

I had a broad grin on my face in anticipation of Mum being reduced to bra and panties, but then the smile left me a little as I realised Mum was going to take her shoes off.

"Oh bugger!" Mum exclaimed as she got up and stood facing me.

"Come on. Something has to come off!" I laughed.

Mum winked at me, laughed and putting her arm behind her back, she shrugged and her dress hit the floor. Mum then took a stance with her hands on her hips and a dirty smile on her face as she stood there naked except for her sandals.

"Fuck me!" I gasped.

Mum laughed and said, "You should be so lucky."

I let my eyes roam all over her body, taking particular notice of her erect nipples. I suddenly realised that Mum was very much a woman that loved sex and looked for any opportunity to indulge.

After giving me plenty of opportunity to gaze upon her body, she said, "Next hand." and then sat back down.

I won the next hand which saw Mum remove her sandals, and then I lost the following hand causing me to lose my shoes. The next hand was interesting as I won it.

Mum looked at me coyly and said, "I don't have anything left to take off."

"So it seems." I said, "Perhaps you need to do a forfeit."

"What did you have in mind?" Mum asked.

I sat and considered; blow job, hand job. I could eat her out, or I could get her to do something I've not seen before. Having decided, I told her that her, "I'd like to watch you to masturbate."

Mum smiled and sat up on the arm of the chair and spreading her legs she began to run her finger up and down her slit. She concentrated on stimulating her clit from time to time and pushed a couple of fingers inside her vagina, pumping them a few times. When she removed her fingers she used the fluid that was in abundance to lubricate the skin on the outside. Every so often she would also squeeze her nipples and roll one of them in her fingers, and she would give out an occasional moan.

All the time she was doing this she was looking me straight in the eye with a very seductive and aroused look on her face.

I was absolutely rock hard with the show Mum was putting on. I had been rubbing my cock through my shorts, which were obscenely tented.

I asked, "Do you have any objections if I join in?"

Mum smiled and replied in low and sultry voice, "Babes, you can get your cock out and let me watch you stroke it any time you like. But now would be a good time."

With that my shorts hit the floor and I had grasped my cock and was slowly stroking it, to Mum's delight.

We sat and watched each other as Mum played with her pussy and I stroked my cock.

"Fucking hell Babes." she panted, "You look so hot!"

"So do you." I replied.

"How close are to cumming?" Mum asked.

"I'm a bit of a way off." I replied.

"I'm close Babes, but I'd like to see your cock up close. Would you come here and bring that cock."

"Would you like me to come on you?" I asked.

"Why? Would you like to give me a facial?" Mum asked.

As I got up and walked to stand in front of Mum I replied, "I'd like that."

Mum had moved off the arm of the chair and was now seated, and I was stood lewdly in front of her stroking my cock and aiming it at her face.

Mum couldn't take her eyes off my cock and there was an expression between pleasure and pain on her face as she frigged her pussy faster and faster. She was panting and groaning and staring at my cock.

I kept watching her watching my cock. Every so often she would glance at my face, but quickly bring her eyes back to my cock.

I could see Mum starting to shake as she was obviously approaching the pleasure of her orgasmic release. All of a sudden her chest, neck and face flushed and she gasped, "Oh fuck. Ooooooh, cumming!" She began to shake and her pelvis started rotating as she sank her fingers deep into her pussy causing her to reach that summit of pleasure. I could see drops of liquid being thrown away from her pussy and fingers as she shook and writhed through her orgasm.

I was transfixed as I watched her go through what looked like an intense orgasm. All the time I was stroking my cock although my concentration was on Mum.

Eventually Mum recovered a little and she smiled a little coyly and said, "Wow! That was something else."

"You looked like you enjoyed that." I said.

"I did indeed, but you know what would make it even better?" she asked.

Looking at her I just shook my head.

"Well, what would make it better is having my son shoot his cum all over my face. C'mon Babes, give me a facial."

I picked up the pace and began stroking faster. Mum had begun to rub my legs and very gently squeezing my balls.

Mum kept uttering encouragement asking me to cum for her and saying how much she wanted cum on her face. All the time she kept rubbing my legs and balls.

It wasn't long before that oh so familiar tingle and pressure started to build.

"I'm getting close." I told Mum.

"C'mon Babes, Mum needs a nice cum facial. Spray that cum over me please Babes." She demanded.

I adjusted my stance and aimed my cock directly at her face.

"Yes Babes, cum for me." Mum kept encouraging.

"Gonna cum." I exclaimed as the pressure built to the beautiful point of no return. I slowed my hand and aimed my cock at Mum's forehead.

Mum kept looking at my cock and then she gasped, "Yes" as the first stream struck her square on the forehead. The next couple hit her on her cheek and then lips. I was panting as the fourth and fifth weakened streams failed to reach her face but dribbled onto her chest.

Mum's face was covered in cum and she had a broad grin and I thought I saw her shudder a little.

She licked her lips, lapping up my cum from them and then after a "Mmm." she used her fingers to push cum down to her mouth and lapped that up as well.

Having spent the next minute or so cleaning herself up, Mum suddenly looked at me, blushed and then smiled a little bashfully.

"Nice?" I asked smiling broadly.

The bashfulness left Mum's face, her smile broadened and she simply nodded her head; looking more like a naughty girl.

Suddenly Mum laughed and said, "I felt really embarrassed letting you cum on my face, but I couldn't have stopped you. There was something so dirty but I just wanted; no needed you to do it."

"Did you cum when I came on you?" I asked.

Mum looked down again and the embarrassment seemed to return as she replied, "Yes Babes; and I wasn't even touching myself."

"Would you like to do it again?" I asked eagerly hoping she wanted to.

"Yes. I want to do it again."

"Is that because you think I'd like you to do it, or is it because you want me to do it for you?"

"Babes, I can't describe how turned on I was, and to some extend how degrading it felt with you doing that to me. But that was probably the horniest thing I've ever done. I felt like I was getting off on being treated so disgustingly."

I was excited at Mum's reply because I was amazed how much I got off on giving her a facial. Something occurred to me at that point, and asked, "Have you ever done that before?"

"No I haven't. It has been suggested but I always felt it was disgusting and have never been able to bring myself to let anyone do it to me before today."

Mum looked me straight in the eye and continued, "You do something to me that I can't control. I'm trusting you big time when I say, I'm not sure I would be able to say no to anything you might want to do. Just thinking about you using and abusing me just makes me feel so horny."

"Wow Mum!" I exclaimed at her admission.

She smiled and said, "I hope you don't think you can treat me like your sex slave."

Worried that I might have given her a reason not to trust me I quickly said, "No. Of course not"

Then winking at me she said, "That's a pity. I might like that from time to time!"

We laughed and Mum came over to me and hugged me and then whispered in my ear, "You know Babes, I would enjoy being your sex slave. Perhaps we can spend a day later this week with me doing anything you want."

"Mmmm. That sounds nice." I replied.

We both let out little moans of anticipation and Mum whispered, "Perhaps you'd like to be my sex slave for a day as well."

"I think I'd like that." I whispered back and then moved my face directly in front of hers and kissed her on the lips. She gave out a soft moan as we kissed and pushed her body towards mine. Our naked bodies were pressed against each other.

We sat down on the sofa together and spent the next 10 minutes or so kissing, hugging and caressing each other. By the time we were finished we were both seriously aroused and eventually Mum said, "Tommy you've got me all horny. Let's go to bed and fuck."

I smiled my consent and we got up. Mum looked down at my erect cock and took it in her hand. She began to lead me by the cock towards the door and looked back at me saying, "I think this might come in useful." And then looked at my cock in her hand.

I laughed and followed her up to her bedroom. We fucked initially and then spent the remainder of the evening making love. We kissed each other all over caressed each other held each other made love to each other, in the broadest sense until finally drifting off to sleep.

The following morning we woke and spent some time simply enjoying the closeness of each other. Although we were mother and son and knew each other as well as any mother and son we were like new lovers just beginning to learn each other's bodies. What we liked, what we didn't. The clock on the bedside table eventually showed 09:00 and Mum decided it was time to get up.

"I'd better get up and check on Sadie." She said as she threw the duvet off of her. She sat on the edge of the bed with her back to me. It was flawless except for the lines created by the bedding during the night. She rose revealing her beautiful rear and she strode, using long strides that emphasised her hip movement. This was obviously done for my benefit and I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She got to the bathroom door and she stopped and looked back over her shoulder. My gaze left her rear and our eyes met. She winked at me, threw her head back and laughed as she disappeared from sight.

I don't think I've ever seen Mum so happy.

I went back to sleep and the next thing I knew Mum was shaking me.

"Hey, I'm awake." I said as I saw a worried look on her face.

"What's the matter?" I asked.

She just looked at me, not actually saying anything, but looking like she wanted to speak.

"Mum?"

"Samantha has just been on the phone." Mum said with a hint of panic in her voice. Then she just blurted out, "She knows!"

"What do you mean, she knows?" I asked also becoming a bit concerned,

"She kept asking about what we were doing."

It was obvious that Sam had picked up on something. "Tell me what she said." I requested.

"Well, she just kept saying how relaxed I sounded and asked what you and I had done over the weekend. She also asked if I'd met someone, or whether I was spending my time with you."

"Mum. You know how Sam works. She makes statements and asks questions that invite you to tell her what she wants to know. She may have her suspicions, but if you don't confirm them there is no way she's going to know." I said this trying to be as calm as I could, just to keep her calmed down.

"Look Mum, don't worry. If you don't admit anything she won't know for certain. Anyway, what do you think she'll do if she did know?"

She looked at me and thought about my question before answering, "I don't know. She might hate me, and even worse, hate you."

"C'mon Mum you don't really believe that do you?"

"To be honest Tommy, I don't really know."

Trying to smile to put her at ease I said, "Well, I reckon she will be a little surprised, but eventually she'll accept it, even if she doesn't understand it or approve of it." I paused a moment to watch Mum's expression. The panic seemed to diminish on her face and I grasped the opportunity and added, "Who knows, she might even be jealous and want to join in!"

It took a few seconds for the thought to form in her mind, but eventually Mum laughed and said, "I'm not sure I could cope with her taking you away from me at the moment."

Smiling broadly I asked, "Wouldn't you like a threesome? I know I would."

"Thomas Walters! That's no way to talk about your sister!"

I laughed and asked, "I suppose fucking my mother is different then?"

Mum burst out laughing and lay on the bed rolling around in fits of laughter. I was relieved to see the concern disperse, but as much as I tried to play down the issue with Sam, I knew the chances are that she would eventually work out what was going on.

I joined in with Mum's laughter and eventually we calmed down and I said, "If Sam works out what's going on, we'll deal with that when it happens."

Mum smiled and said, that's likely to be 'when' rather than 'if'."

I realised Mum was probably right, but I also doubted that Sam would condemn either of us for loving each other. After all, I will be able to point out that it was her idea that I come down this weekend. It was the only ace I had to play, should I need to play it.

Over the rest of the week Mum and I spent almost all of our time together. Going out during the day, enjoying lunches and afternoons by the coast around South Devon and Cornwall. In the evenings once back home we would enjoy the intimacy of lovers, and the special heightened pleasure provided by being mother and son. It was astounding to me just how we got so much more pleasure than simple sex together.

We spent evenings talking about how we would carry on with our 'affair'. Mum was keen that I didn't give my job up and looked to find a way to come to me as often as possible rather than me coming to her every weekend. Neither of us wanted to stop being together, but we knew that life would have to change considerably for both of us to avoid that happening.

Even Sam seemed to be less pushy with her questioning and seemed to accept that nothing untoward was going on.

That all changed on Friday morning when Mum got up to get some coffee and toast after a rather strenuous night of passion.

I was lying in bed waiting for Mum to come back to bed when I heard her talking downstairs, and it sounded like she was having a conversation with someone.

I jumped out of bed, grabbed some shorts and ran downstairs. Mum was sitting at the dining table and Sam was sat opposite her looking at me as I stopped at the dining room doorway.

I didn't know what to say and just stood there.

Eventually Sam said, "Well? What have you got to say for yourself?"

"What do you mean?" I asked in response.

"Do you know what time I arrived?" Sam asked with no real expression on her face.

I just looked at her not daring to consider that it wasn't this morning. So I just stared at her.

"Nothing to say?"

I continued to say nothing.

Sam got this little smirk on her face and said, "I took the day off today and drove down last night. I purposely didn't call because I was convinced there was something going on that shouldn't really be. I arrived at 10:30 and let myself in. I expected to find you both up but no. As it was quiet in the house, when Mum cried out I came upstairs and found you, how shall I put it? I saw you with your cock pumping in and out of Mum's pussy.

"Do you know that's incest and you could both go to prison for that? Not to mention how that might impact on me should I find out after the event?

I went to speak, but Sam waved her fingers to stop me.

Sam continued, "Let me finish. I spoke to you because I was concerned about her and you come down and instead of helping her you make things 50 times worse by seducing her. So what have you got to say for yourself?"

I thought carefully before answering and looking at Mum for dome sign of support, but she was just looking down, so I couldn't see her face. So I decided that only the truth would do.

Answering Sam I started, "Firstly, you knew Mum was vulnerable so you got me to come down."

Sam went to speak and I stopped her.

"You've had your say, now it's time to hear my side." I said stopping her from interjecting. I then continued, "Mum walked in on me in the bathroom and got really upset at what she wanted to do to me. She thought that what she wanted to do would be classed as raping me. To cut a long story short we spoke about how upset she was and due to Mum being horny and in desperate need for some intimate contact we both agreed that it was something that we wanted to do.

"I know you probably won't approve and to some extent there is a small part of me that is worried that this may cause more trouble than either of us expected, but Sam, you have to understand that we both did this in the knowledge of the potential problems that it might cause, but also in the knowledge that we both knew what we were doing and that it was what we both wanted.

"So I didn't seduce Mum and she didn't seduce me but we both agreed that for the time being it was something she needed desperately and I was prepared to help her."

Sam sat looking at me for a moment or two and then turned to Mum and asked, "Is that right Mum?"

Mum looked at Sam for a brief moment and then lowered her face so that it was hidden and simply nodded her head to confirm what I'd said.

Sam sat there and just looked at us both for what seemed like an age. Eventually she asked, "Do either of you regret what you've done?"

Mum still couldn't speak so I answered, "The only thing I regret is you finding out the way you did."

Mum glanced at me then back at Sam and nodded.

Suddenly Sam's expression softened and she said, "Look Mum, Tommy, you're both adults and as much as it's not something that I should condone, to be honest from what I saw of you last night it was obvious that you were thoroughly enjoying yourselves and there was no hint of coercion or domination so I have to admit despite the shock of the situation I'm actually sort of happy that you enjoyed yourselves so much."

Sam stopped and just smiled at both of us.

The only thing that came over me at that moment was total relief.

Sam got up and went to Mum and put her arms around her and kissed the top of her head and said, "I love you both to bits, you know that don't you? From what I saw last night, it was obvious that you were both committed to what you were doing. To be honest I was a little jealous at the obvious strength of the feeling between you both and the obvious pleasure you were giving to each other."

Mum asked, "You watched us?"

I looked at Sam as well, a little shocked.

Sam just said, "It was a beautiful sight to behold. A man and a woman who were obviously in love with each other and I'm jealous of you both because of what you have between you. The fact that you're mother and son and my brother and my mother doesn't really change that fact. Mum, Tommy, I love you both and always will."