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  “Not sure the night is saved, but I think him coming home just now saved me from something.”

  “I don’t understand.” I told her, confused.

  “I…I thinks its best I never finished what I was saying,” she made a shooing gesture, “Better get going, honey, you never know your father might come in and find something interesting besides the news for once.”

  “Okay, well thanks for talking to me.” I kissed her cheek.

  “Sorry I didn’t really have an answer for you.” She told me, then putting her hand on my cheek said, “I just want to see you happy in every way Sean and want you to find the girl who will do that for you.”

  “I want you to be happy to mom.” I said, looking over my shoulder at the sound of dad’s keys in the front door. “You deserve to be, you know, happy in that way too.”

  “You really want your mom to be…satisfied?”

  “I…sure.” I began backing towards her bedroom door. “You deserve it.”

  “Good to hear my son wants me to be happy.” She smiled, “You never know when I might need you to cheer me up.”

  “That’s what I’m here for. Gotta go.”

  Mom blew me a kiss and I closed the door partway when she said, “Leave it open a little like when you walked by.”

  “Okay.”

  I did as she asked and saw dad cross the hall and head into the bathroom. I began to turn when I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. I glanced through the narrow opening of the door and saw the movement was mom’s reflection in the mirror over her bureau. I was going to turn around and head to my room, but stopped when I saw her untie her robe.

  “Room Sean, now.” I whispered, but remained where I was.

  Mom let the robe fall open and I could see the inner half of her breasts and the patch of black between her soft thighs. Mom picked up the glass of wine and took a couple of swallows before putting it down and filling the second glass. When she leaned over, the robe opened more and I caught a glimpse of her tits before she straightened. Mom grabbed the sides of the robe and seemed be thinking about.

  “Take it off.” I whispered, surprising myself.

  I glanced over my shoulder to make sure dad was still in the bathroom and when I looked back Mom was sliding the robe off. I stared at her creamy globes and my eyes widened, when mom cupped them and facing the mirror stroked her nipples. She gave the mirror a playful smile and lifting her arms over her head, wiggled side to side. I watched her breasts bounce back and forth and felt my cock stirring.

  Mom turned from the mirror and getting on the bed, crawled up to the top of it, giving me a good long look at her well rounded ass. I could just see the bottom of her cheeks and licked my lips at the back of her thighs. Kelly was pretty and I thought she looked good, but she was a little girl compared to my mother. I heard something fall in the bathroom and that snapped me out of the trance mom’s body had put me in.

  I shook my head and telling myself there was something wrong with me, headed into my room to do something about my aching cock. I lay out on my bed and unzipping my jeans, slipped my hand into them and groaned when I started stroking my cock. Closing my eyes, I forced myself to think about Kelly and her pretty little tits and that damn cock teasing mouth of hers. I stroked my cock faster and harder, trying to get off before my mind began to wander to the last woman a son should be thinking about when he was jerking off.

  Chapter Three.

  I lay there reading through the latest Sports Illustrated while listening to my I-pod. Figuring mom and dad might be fooling around; I figured I’d pop in the ear buds and not hear anything I’d rather not. No, not entirely true. Fact was I didn’t want to risk hearing anything going on because I’d spent the better part of the last half hour trying to keep my mother’s tits out of my mind.

  Yet no matter how hard I tried, all I could think of was the way she had looked in that little black thong. Those large round tits, her pink nipple, her ass and those ruby red lips. Mom was flat out sexy in a way Kelly or any girl my age for that matter could never be. Mom’s blunt conversation with me wasn’t helping matters. I kept hearing her say “sucking cock” and then her saying how much she liked it. I was stuck once more by the thought there was something seriously wrong with my father for not taking full advantage of having a woman like that.

  I tried to focus on the magazine in front of me. I’d already jerked off once, and lost the battle of not thinking of my mother. I’d felt a mixture of excitement and shame as the cum exploded from my cock to the image of my mother holding up her tits and begging me to cum on them. I looked up from the magazine and cocked my head. I felt rather than heard something and pulling the buds from my ears listened.

  I didn’t hear anything and was ready to put them back in when I heard a loud bang and mom yelling. There was another bang that I recognized as a door slamming and then heard dad yelling. I heard footsteps in the hallway and then mom’s voice. Getting out of bed, I went over to my bedroom door and carefully opened it a crack to try to hear what was going on. I flinched when I saw dad standing almost directly in front of my door.

  He was wearing a white t-shirt, but still had his suit pants on. It hit me that he’d been home over an hour, but was still mostly dressed which meant him and mom hadn’t done anything.

  “I can’t believe you!” Dad called down the hallway, “You’re really kicking me out for the night because I have to fucking work?”

  “You don’t have to work!” Mom shouted and Dad jumped to avoid his overnight bag which bounced in front of him. “You’re the damn boss!”

  “How the hell do you think I got to run the firm?” he demanded, “Because I do things even if I don’t have…” he caught himself and mom jumped right on him.

  “See that? You just admitted it! You don’t have to go to New York tomorrow! You can send Ed or Roger, you’re going because you want to!”

  “I care about my business!” He yelled, “You don’t complain about this house or the pool or Sean going to a good college!”

  “Don’t give me that shit!” Mom came into view wearing the short black robe and my eyes widened when I saw it wasn’t tied, she was just holding it shut with one hand while pointing at dad with the other. “I work too and I make pretty good money and unlike you I don’t sit behind a desk!”

  “No, you shake your ass all night!” Dad told her, “You work because you like to show off and all those idiots drool over you.”

  “At least someone does.” Mom grunted, “Works about the only time anyone pays attention to me.”

  “Oh, here we go again!” Dad threw his hands in the air, “What the fuck Becky? Are you in heat? Those guys ogling you get you hot all the time?”

  “I’m in heat because that five minutes a couple of nights a week isn’t enough for me?”

  Dad didn’t answer and I bit back a laugh, mom had gotten him pretty good on that one.

  “Well you know there’s ways we could do it again.” He grunted, “But you won’t…”

  “Won’t what? Be your fluffer? I have to suck it to get it hard?” she laughed, “When was the last time you used your lips to do anything except kiss your clients asses.”

  “Shhh!” Dad waved at my door.

  “Oh please he’s always got those damn headphones in.” Mom laughed harshly, “Not that there’s anything he’d be embarrassed to hear.” She snapped her fingers, “Then again some of my toys are pretty loud.”

  “Becky how much did you drink?” he demanded, “That’s why you’re over reacting, you’re drunk and your acting like a slut and…”

  “A slut?” I winced as her voice rose, Dad might be riding the couch for awhile after this one.

  “Yes, slut I come home and you’re on the bed with your tits hanging out at seven o clock and…”

  “Didn’t know there was a time limit on sex, then again I do have to pencil myself in for those five minute adventures.”

  “Enou
gh Becky, I can’t believe you’re pissed about me not wanting to screw around right when I got…”

  “I’m pissed because I took tonight off for nothing and then you tell me you’re going away for the fucking weekend” She shouted. “One night a week I ask from you! That’s too much I guess, well seeing you have no desire to sleep with me you can go stay at your precious office and get your own ass to the fucking airport tomorrow!”

  “Fine!” Dad waved his hand disgustedly, “I’ll be back on Tuesday and you and I are going to have a long fucking talk about…”

  Mom started to turn, but instead grabbed her robe and opened it, flashing her amazing tits. “And take a good look because its going to a long past Tuesday before you get another look at them!”

  Mom closed her robe and walked back into her room, slamming the door. I heard the lock click and dad sighed, picked up his bag and walked towards the living room. I closed the door and wnt back to bed the image of my mother’s tits once gain burned into my mind. I lay down and looked at the headphones. It wasn’t like I’d be hearing anything else from my parents tonight that was sure. It was only nine, but it had been a long week and I was beat.

  I kicked my jeans off and now in just my boxers, pulled the sheet up. I closed my eyes and just as it had earlier my imagination ran wild, thinking of mom’s tits and her long legs and round ass. I felt my cock begin to swell and deliberately crossed my arms, keeping my hands from straying to my cock. I sighed and as I began to drift off told myself all those weird thoughts about mom would be forgotten. Mom had accidently shown herself off to me and then rambled a little while she was drunk and upset, that was all. After tonight there would be no reason to think of her that way.

  Chapter Four

  I jumped at the sound of a knock and sitting up rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock. It was just after eleven. The soft knock came again followed by my door opening and mom poking her head in, “Sean, you awake?”

  “I am now.” I said, “You okay?”

  “Can I come in and talk to you?”

  “Sure.” I sat up; making sure the sheet was over my waist before I leaned over and turned on the lamp. Then watched as mom close the door and walked over to my desk.

  I saw she was wearing that short robe again, but as my eyes found her legs I noticed she was walking unsteadily. Mom grabbed the chair from my desk and wheeling it over to the bed sat down next to it, facing me. She gave me a silly smile and I noticed two things, one how wide and glossy her eyes were and two, that her mascara had run and those wide eyes were red and swollen.

  “You okay, mom?” I asked, concerned.

  “Yeah.” She nodded, “Better now and who knows, maybe even better after we talk.”

  “I hope so.” I told her, “If I can make you feel better you let me know how.”

  “Really? Hmmm,” she purred softly and crossed her legs.

  I watched one lush thigh drape over the other and could see a lot of soft creamy flesh inside that thigh leading up inside the robe. I quickly looked back up at her and felt a stab of dismay when she met my eyes then made a show of looking down at her legs and back to me, telling me she’d seen me.

  “Is my robe making you uncomfortable?”

  “Um, no.” I lied, “Just, kind of short I guess.”

  “Not as short as what you saw me in earlier.” She pointed out.

  “So you and dad went at it pretty hard.” I changed the subject.

  “Yeah and not in the good way.” She shrugged, “He came home, said he wasn’t in the mood just yet so we sat and talked for a little while. I was hoping he would relax and we could have some fun, but then he tells me he’s leaving until Tuesday. I…I just lost it. He wanted me to give him a ride at three am so I told him just go stay at the damn airport hotel I’m not his personal assistant. She looked down and I saw her lip trembling, “He just doesn’t seem to want me anymore. All he cares about is work.”

  “I’m sure he loves you mom.”

  “I think he does and I love him too, but I need more than a couple of quickies a week.” She gave me a sad smile, “I know that’s more than you want to hear, but we’ve always been able to talk about things.”

  “No, I get it.” I shrugged, “I’m in the same boat I guess, but like you said, maybe for me it’s just about making a choice.” I sighed, “I’m thinking of trying to talk to Kelly about it one more time just ask her to try and if she’s really stubborn about it I guess I have to look at it that she doesn’t really want to me make me happy enough to at least make an effort.”

  “Good idea.” Mom agreed, “But not in bed, do it over dinner somewhere that way you don’t have her on the spot.”

  “Yeah and if she doesn’t, then I don’t know, Kelly’s really great except for that.”

  “And your dad is a good guy. God knows he’s a hard worker and great provider and I know he’s loyal and he’s a good father.” She looked down at her legs, “Just not a very good lover so I guess we have something in common.”

  “I guess.” I replied, unsure what else to add.

  ‘”More than you think.”

  “What do you mean?”

  “Well frankly speaking,” Mom stopped and giggled. The sound of that giggle along with her yes told me she had been back into the wine and I prepared myself for what she would come out with. “Your dad doesn’t like to lick pussy.”

  “Mom!” So much for being prepared.

  “Look, you can tell me Kelly doesn’t suck cock, I can say that.”

  “But I didn’t say it like that.”

  “Because you’re talking like a kid not a grown up and I want you to…” she paused and looked me in the eye, “I need you to be an adult for this conversation, Sean, you’ll see why soon.”

  “Sure, but talking dirty in front of my mom isn’t something even an adult should do.”

  “You might have to get over that.” She gave me that weird smile again.

  “What do you mean?”

  “Here’s the thing Sean. Back to what I said about your father, he doesn’t like going down on me or his girlfriends before me. He used to do it, but because I would keep asking then after a few years of half assed efforts he finally gave me the line we’re married that’s for teenagers whatever.” She pointed down between her legs, “He hasn’t licked my pussy in over five years.”

  “Okay, mom, I think…”

  “But expects me to keep sucking his cock.” She continued, ignoring my protests. “And for a long time I did because I enjoy giving head, I love everything about it so would still suck him off.”

  “Mom, really.” I rubbed my temples which were beginning to throb and they weren’t the only thing throbbing, my cock was once again up at my mother discussing blow jobs and sex in her little robe.

  “But I finally told him, you get what you give so he wants my lips around his cock he better get to licking so…” she grunted disgustedly “We’ve had nothing, but straight sex for quite a long time now.”

  “Sorry to hear that.” I said, “What about counseling?”

  “Like he would go, I can’t get him to come home early never mind go to an appointment and he’ll say its bullshit anyway so not only does my pussy not get any attention, but I lose out on swallowing a….”

  “Mom I get it!” I put my hands up, “Please, you’re really making me uncomfortable.”

  “Good” she said softly, “Sometimes uncomfortable can be good.”

  “I think you’re drunk.” I blurted out.

  “I know I am. Otherwise I wouldn’t be able to tell you my idea.”

  “What idea?”

  “I started to tell you earlier, I watch porn a lot when I’m alone which is most of the time and a couple of weeks ago I watched this hot little movie about a guy and a girl like us.”

  “What do you mean like us?” I narrowed my eyes; not liking where this might be going.

  “It was about two people who were happily marr
ied except their partner’s wouldn’t go down on them. They decided to.., become suck buddies.”

  “Suck buddies.” I repeated, “What the hell does that have to do with me and you?”

  Mom got up and sitting on the bed next to me put her hand on my arm, “Well seeing you and I both care about who we’re with, but we’re missing out I thought that…”

  “You want to….” I had to be misunderstanding her,

  “You want to be my suck buddy, Sean?”

  “What?” I pulled my arm away from her, “How much did you drink?”

  “I told you enough to bring this up.” She put her hand on my arm again and made a show of licking her lips, “How about it, honey? How about you and I…”

  “I’m your son!” I exclaimed.

  “Nothing gets past you.” Mom laughed, then turned serious. “Yes you are my son and I’m your mom, your loving mom. I want to see my baby happy and you…you want me to be happy right?”

  “Yeah, but…”

  “Earlier you said you would do anything to make me feel better.”

  “I wasn’t thinking about…that.”

  “That?” Mom rolled her eyes, “You’re being a kid again. Honey we both want something and we’re not getting it and its not sex, it’s….” She smiled, “A special kiss.”

  “Special kiss?” I sat there stunned, but even as I tried to come up something to say my eyes locked onto my mother’s body.

  Her robe was once again loosely tied showing a good portion of her breasts. Mom had stretched one of her long legs out on the bed and my eyes trailed down the length of it ending at her red toes.

  “Like what you see?” Mom asked, “You seemed to like what you saw in the hallway today.”

  “No, I turned around right away!” I told her.

  “You did, but after that you couldn’t keep those baby blues off my tits.” Mom ran her fingers up my arm and a shiver went through me. “I was a little upset at first, but the more you looked the more I liked it.” She shrugged, “Guess a woman’s really being neglected when her son staring at her gets her excited.”