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NOTE: I am not the Author of this story. I am just posting this story.

A Mother and Her Son
by rgjohn (C) This is a story about incest between a mother and her son.
If you don't like that type of story, stop here. The introduction is
fairly long but I would encourage you to read it because it sets up
the entire story. If you are desperate for a sexual fix, skip down to
the middle of Chapter 1, or for that matter any other chapter, and you
will find what you are looking for.:) However, I would still suggest
that you then go back and read the introduction. As always, vote and
send me an e-mail to let me know how you liked it. Enjoy.

Introduction 

It had been two years since Tommy Ritter's father died. Tommy was
sixteen when the tragedy occurred. While Tommy missed his dad a lot,
it was no more than his mom did. Their life had been ideal--living in
the suburbs, two-car garage, and nice schools. Everything was just
about perfect until the accident.

Bob Ritter had been driving home from work late one night when a
drunken driver crossed the centerline and hit his car head-on. He
never had a chance. The police said that the other car had been
traveling at almost one hundred miles per hour.

The funeral was difficult for everyone. Bob and Sue's relatives flew
in from around the country and were a big help to Tommy and his
mother. However, when the funeral was over, she and Tommy had to go
home and deal with the loss alone. The accident changed their lives
dramatically.

Tommy's mom, Sue, had to go back to work to make ends meet and they
had to sell their house. However, in the two years since Bob's death,
Sue had done very well in her job and she had been lucky in the stock
market. She had purchased a new house for her and Tommy, smaller than
before, but very comfortable nonetheless. The job and investments
provided enough money to enjoy life and take an occasional vacation.

While the two years since the accident had been financially stable, it
was emotionally difficult. On an emotional level, she and Tommy were
still struggling. They leaned on each other for support and therefore
had grown closer than the typical mother and teenaged son.

Tommy Ritter became the man of the house overnight, but he knew that
he couldn't make up for the loss of his dad to his mother.

Tommy was a tall, handsome and lean boy at 6' 1" and 175 pounds. He
was bigger than most of his classmates. However, while he appeared to
be a confident teenager, he was, in fact, very shy and overly
sensitive. Although, he had his dad's handsome face and the bright
blue eyes of his mom, he wasn't comfortable with girls.

Tommy wanted to date, but every time he was around an attractive girl,
he would become tongue-tied and embarrass himself. It was easier for
him just to avoid those situations. Besides, he almost felt like he
would be cheating his mom if he dated.

Now 18, Tommy had graduated from high school with honors and had
earned a football scholarship to a local university. While he looked
like the All-American boy, he had never had a girlfriend. His shyness
was an incredible embarrassment for him. The shyness was primarily the
result of a slight stutter that he had developed not long after his
father died. He had hid it successfully from his mother so far and
most of the time he could cover it up. However, it tended to show up
when he was nervous and all too often, that was in the presents of
girls his age.

Sue Ritter was still a very attractive woman as well. She was tall at
5' 7" with a well-proportioned body. However, like most women, she was
critical of her body. She thought that her butt was too round and that
her breasts were too large. Her tendency was to dress on the
conservative side to cover up her perceived flaws.

Sue had been desperately lonely since Bob's death. Although, she tried
not to lean on Tommy too much, he seemed to be the only one that
really understood. She didn't have to explain to him how she felt when
she was sad, angry, or lonely. He just knew. Sue thought that she
could read Tommy as well.

Out of sheer loneliness, Sue had tried dating. Unfortunately, she
hadn't met anyone that she really liked or connected with on an
emotional level or for that matter, on a physical level. Sue still had
strong sexual desires. However, she needed more from a man. She needed
tenderness and understanding first. Most of the men she dated seemed
to think that because she was a young widowed woman that she would
jump into bed at the drop of a hat.

Tommy tried to encourage her to go out and have some fun, but whenever
he suggested that she find someone, she would always tell him that he
was the only man she needed in her life now. It was almost as if she
would be cheating Tommy or somehow hurting Bob's memory. While she
knew deep inside it was time to move on, she couldn't let go of the
past.

Now 36, Sue worked hard to keep the family financially solvent. Her
job as a public relations executive was rewarding but time consuming.
She had to work 12 hour days and sometimes Saturdays.

Tommy talked her into wearing sexier clothes and had even convinced
her that she looked great with short skirts and low cut tops. He told
her that she needed to show off her assets to get ahead in business.
It had worked on the business level. However, her good looks also
attracted a lot of unwanted attention from men.

Whenever Tommy would tell her that she should date, she would turn his
comments around and say he should be the one dating.

Sue was more concerned about her son's lack of social development then
she was about dating herself. She wanted him to go out and have fun,
yet he would be home most weekend nights with her.

Chapter 1 

One Saturday evening, Sue found Tommy sitting in the living room
watching TV as usual.

"Tommy, why are you sitting home tonight? Why don't you go out with
someone?" Sue said, sitting down next to her son and putting her arm
around his shoulders. They had this conversation almost every weekend.

"Come on Mom, give me a break. I don't need to go out, besides, I'd
rather be home with you." That had been his standard response. It was
a lame excuse and they both knew it.

"Tommy, you need to have friends, you know... girlfriends," Sue said
in exasperation. Then she looked at him seriously and said, "I'm
worried about you."

"You seem to do okay without boyfriends. Why do I need girlfriends?" 

"Come on Tommy, that's different and you know it. I've already been
married. Besides, I already have a man. You!" Sue said, squeezing his
shoulder affectionately.

"Well, I have plenty time to date. Besides, I already have a woman.
You!" Tommy replied, smiling at using his mom's own words.

Sue sighed in frustration. "Well, we're a fine pair aren't we?" 

"Mom, you're my best friend," Tommy said seriously, snuggling into her
arm.

"And you're my best friend too," Sue said, hugging him again. However,
she couldn't let it go. "You still need to date. It's not healthy."

Tommy took a deep breath. "Mom..." 

"What?" 

Tommy's mouth was opened but nothing came out. His head fell back on
the sofa and he closed his eyes. His face seemed to color in
embarrassment. "It's nothing. Never mind," he finally said.

"Come on Tommy... please don't close me out," Sue said, turning his
face to her and looking into his misty eyes. "We've always been able
to talk about anything. Haven't we?"

Tommy had wanted to talk to his mother for a long time about his
shyness and the stutter but he didn't want to burden her.
Additionally, he felt embarrassed talking to her about girls. Now that
he had finally gotten up enough nerve to bring the subject up, he knew
he had to continue. "It's... it's just that I'm... I'm not so hot with
the girls. I'm too shy and whenever I get around a nice looking girl
I... I... I... get tongue-tied," Tommy said, his eyes unable to meet
his mother's.

Sue was surprised but tried not to show it. She had never heard him
get tongue-tied before. "Now wait a minute, you always say that I'm a
nice looking girl and you don't get tongue-tied around me."

"I'm serious Mom, I don't know what to do or say around girls. I've
only kissed two girls in my whole life," Tommy blurted before he could
stop himself.

"Really?" Sue said in astonishment. My God, he was 18 and he had only
kissed two girls, she thought. He must be a virgin! The realization
shocked Sue. Then a bigger problem occurred to her. "You like girls
don't you?"

"Mommmmmm! Of course I like girls," Tommy said, now totally
embarrassed.

Sue sighed in relief. 

"It's just that... just that... oh hell... I haven't even been on a
real date."

"Wow Tommy, I had no idea!" Sue was unable to hide the shock in her
voice. "I've seen you go out. You said you were going out with girls."

"I'm sorry Mom, I lied. I go to the library or the mall. I just didn't
want you to feel bad for me. You have enough on your mind."

Suddenly, Sue realized that she had neglected Tommy since his father
died. She had been foolish to think that she could read him. She had
been so busy mourning her own loss, feeling sorry for herself and
working on her career that she had missed all the signs. It was
obvious now that he was very sexually immature. God, how could I have
been so stupid? she thought.

The two of them sat silently for a long time. Neither one of them knew
what to say.

Finally, Sue broke the ice with an idea. 

"Tommy, what would you think about you and I going on a date?" 

"Come on Mom! Get serious!" 

"I am serious. You're very comfortable around me, so why don't we go
out? You can act as if I'm your date. I can tell you what you need to
work on. After all, I still remember what girls like." Sue stopped
when she realized that he might be embarrassed to go out with his
mother. "Uh...that is if you wouldn't be too embarrassed to be seen
out with your old mom."

"God Mom, you're not old. You're the best looking woman I know!" His
face turned red as soon as he said it.

"Thank you sweetheart, and you are the best looking man I know. So why
don't we two good looking people go on a date?"

Tommy was quiet for a few minutes, thinking. Maybe it would be good
for her to go out, he thought. Besides, she might get off his back
about dating. It could be a way for him to help her. Suddenly, he
liked the idea. "Well... okay... I guess it might be fun," Tommy
finally said in a nonchalant tone.

"You don't sound that excited," Sue said with a pout. 

"That's not it," Tommy said quickly. But... but... 

"What's wrong sweetie?" 

"I don't... uh don't know about that stuff. I... I... I... would...
uh... you know, feel silly if I messed up. That would be embar...
embarrassing," Tommy said, a stutter in his voice.

"There's nothing you could do to embarrass yourself honey," Sue said
patting his leg affectionately. "Come on, let's get dressed and you
can take me to dinner and a movie," Sue said, reaching to the table
and picking up her car keys and flipping them to him. "You can even
drive, lover boy."

"Mommmmm," Tommy said, his face turning red again. However, underneath
the embarrassment he was as excited as he had been in a long time.

Twenty minutes later, Tommy was pacing around the living room
nervously, waiting for his mom. When he saw her come down the stairs,
he started to say something but stopped in mid-sentence with his mouth
open.

Sue had on a tight, white pull over top that was low cut, exposing the
upper swells of her breasts, and a short black skirt and high heels.
She thought Tommy would like the outfit since he picked it out for
her.

"What's wrong?" Sue asked concerned about the look on her son's face.
Suddenly, she thought that she had made a big mistake.

"Mom, uh, uh, you look, look..." Tommy stuttered trying to tell her
how great she looked.

"I'll change," Sue said, turning to go back upstairs fearing that she
had gone too far in trying to look young and "hot".

"No! You look beautiful," Tommy blurted out. 

Sue turned back around smiling. "Why thank you sweetie, I thought you
were upset with what I was wearing."

"Wow Mom, I hope some of my friends see me with you. God, they will be
so jealous!"

Sue felt her heart swell with pride and love. "Well, let's go make
them jealous. For tonight, why don't you call me Sue," she said with a
smile.

"Okay Mo... uh Sue," Tommy answered. "Sue," he said again to himself,
loving the way her name rolled off his tongue.

Tommy rushed to the car in front of his mom to open the door to let
her in. As she sat down, Tommy couldn't help look at the expanse of
her thighs as her skirt pulled up. When he looked up he saw his mom
smiling at him. God, she saw me looking up her skirt, Tommy thought. I
can't even do that right, he thought, mentally chastising himself.

As he drove, Tommy kept glancing over at his mother's legs. He felt a
stirring between his legs and was suddenly very confused.

Sue's skirt had pulled up her legs, revealing her tanned thighs. She
tried to pull it down but the bucket seats of her car made that
difficult.

Tommy drove to a small Italian restaurant that they went to on
occasion. It was quiet and intimate with a genuine Mediterranean look.
The tables were covered in red checked table clothes and each had an
old wine bottle in the center with a lit candle. There was even a
violinist playing music.

Dinner went great and was very relaxing. Sue even let Tommy have a
couple glasses of wine. Sue wanted to make him feel more grown up. He
certainly needed some confidence building.

Sue had quite a bit more wine than Tommy. She felt a little tipsy but
also warm and relaxed.

Tommy had no trouble talking to his mom. The wine had loosened his
tongue just a bit. Besides, it wasn't like it was a real date, he
thought.

They talked about school, friends, music, movies; all the things that
a boy and girl would talk about on a date. Occasionally, Sue would
point out things about how he should act on a date. Like waiting until
his date had taken her seat before he sat down or opening the
restaurant door for her. She tried not to be too critical. Not
surprisingly though, Tommy didn't need much coaching. He was a natural
gentleman, like his dad.

For a little while, Tommy truly forgot that Sue was his mom. 

Sue also forgot for a short time that she was out with her son. He
suddenly seemed so mature. His pretty blue eyes sparkled in the dim
candlelight as he laughed and his face lit up like a candle when he
smiled. God, he was handsome, she thought. Suddenly, Sue felt a little
shiver run through her.

When dinner was over, Tommy escorted Sue out to the car, opening the
restaurant door and hurrying to open the car door.

Sue was just a bit unsteady on her feet. She knew that she shouldn't
have had that last glass of wine.

When Tommy opened the door of the car, and his mom slid in, he tried
not to look at her exposed thighs again. However, that was impossible.
No matter how hard he tried, his eyes went to the dark area between
his mother's legs. The light from a street lamp melted the shadows and
Tommy drew in his breath. His mother's legs opened, revealing the
silky tops of her thigh high nylons, her smooth thighs and then a pair
of pale blue silk panties hugging the pouch of her sex. She paused for
a second with one leg out of the car.

Tommy stood almost frozen, his eyes as large as saucers. 

"Well, are we going to the movies or not?" Sue asked, again noticing
that her son was looking up her skirt. Another shiver ran through her.
Now Sue wasn't sure whether the spreading of her thighs had been an
accident on her part or not. She felt so naughty tonight. It was just
a little innocent fun, she told herself. The wine was making
everything seem all right.

Tommy's shocked face turned scarlet when he saw his mom watching him
again. Suddenly, he felt ashamed of his behavior. If I do this to my
own mom, what will I do when I go out on a date with a real
girlfriend? he thought.

At the movie theater they got sodas and popcorn then found a seat near
the back row. Since the movie had been out for a while, the theater
wasn't crowded. They practically had the theater to themselves.

The movie was funny and light, making them both laugh. About midway
through the movie, Tommy carefully raised his arm and put it on the
back of the seat behind his mother, his bare arm touching her
shoulders.

Sue didn't miss the move and felt another of those little shivers come
over her.

At one point when they were laughing, Tommy moved his arm until it was
around her, his hand hanging over her shoulder. His mom surprised him
by sighing and snuggled even closer into his arm.

Sue smiled to herself at her son's boldness. She felt so comfortable
and loved at that moment. It had been a long time since she felt like
this.

Suddenly, Tommy realized that his fingers were touching the top swell
of his mom's breast where the soft flesh was exposed. He could feel
his heart begin to beat rapidly in his chest.

Sue felt the fingers but let them stay where they were, as she didn't
want to spoil the mood. Besides, it was just innocent fun and probably
an accident, she told herself.

Tommy could no longer concentrate on the movie. Almost without his
control, his fingers began to move lightly back and forth across the
exposed swell of her breast. The movement was delicate, almost
imperceptible. Still, Tommy could feel it. It felt as though his
fingertips were on fire. Stop it! he told himself.

After a few minutes, Sue noticed his fingers were moving. It was a
sensual touch, almost tickling. It could still have been accidental.
When she felt goose bumps spring up on her chest, she knew that she
should stop him. However, she didn't want to embarrass him. He
probably didn't even know that he was doing it anyway. It was just an
innocent touch. However, the tingling she felt between her legs wasn't
so innocent.

Tommy's hand was shaking, as his fingers grew bolder. The tips of his
fingers moved further down until they were just barely under the
elastic of her top. Now, there was no doubt about whether or not he
was touching her accidentally. He couldn't believe how bold he was.

Sue's breathing increased. She wanted to stop him but it had been so
long since someone that she cared for paid attention to her. The brain
of the mother was in a battle with the brain of the woman; a woman
that had missed intimate touches for so long. Sue began to squirm in
her seat. Incredibly, she could feel her panties getting wet. When she
felt Tommy's fingers begin to move further down, she reached up and
grabbed his hand, preventing any further movement. However, she didn't
take the fingers out of her top, but instead held them where they
were, almost pressing them to her soft flesh.

Tommy breathed a sigh of relief when his mother didn't chastise him.
At one point, she let go of his hand to reach for the popcorn in the
seat next to her. When she turned back, Tommy took the opportunity to
move his fingers downward again, getting half his hand under the top
before she stopped him.

Now Sue held his fingers from the outside of the top. Her own
heartbeat had quickened.

Tommy felt like his heart was going to beat out of his chest. His
penis was now very uncomfortable in his pants. He squirmed around,
trying to find a comfortable position. He couldn't very well reach
down and adjust himself.

Sue held Tommy's trembling hand tightly, knowing that one more
fraction of an inch and he would be able to feel her nipple. In fact,
his fingertips were touching the large brown areola. She could feel
the hard nipples pulsing almost painfully. Now, her breathing was as
labored as Tommy.

The two sat almost frozen. When the tightness of Sue's fingers
lessened, she felt Tommy's fingers begin to move downward again. She
closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She could feel the fingers
moving across the bumpy surface of her areola. Then they split apart
around the nub of her swollen nipple...

Suddenly, the lights of the theater came on. 

Sue jumped as if an electric shock had hit her. She quickly pulled the
hand from her top. She was trembling as she sat in her seat waiting
for the few people in the theater to leave. Finally, she stood on
shaking legs and moved to the isle.

As they left the theater, Tommy had to walk behind his mother in hopes
that no one could see his erection.

Sue took a deep breath and sighed as she walked up the aisle in front
of Tommy. She wondered why he lagged behind her. She glanced back and
realized the problem that her young date had. She had to restrain
herself from looking back at her son a second time. Suddenly, it was
like she was in high school again. It brought back so many fond
memories with Tommy's father.

The ride home was very quiet. Tommy couldn't believe what had happened
in the theater. It was like a dream. Damn, he practically had his hand
on his mother's bare breast and she didn't stop him. Yet, he still
felt embarrassed and like a cad. His mom had been nice enough to take
him out and this is how he repaid her.

Sue couldn't believe what she had allowed to happen either. Again, she
told herself that it was just innocent fun. After all, her son did
need some confidence building, she reasoned.

Tommy unlocked the door of their house, then stopped and turned to his
mom.

"Thanks Mom... uh Sue, I... I... I... had a great time," a little
nervous stutter showing up in his voice.

"I did too Tommy, you are a great date," Sue said sincerely. 

Tommy stood nervously in front of his mom, his hand's fidgeting at his
sides. He almost had an overpowering urge to grab her and kiss her. He
got control of himself and asked, "Uh... does... does... a guy get a
kiss on the first... first date," Tommy blurted nervously. His heart
was beating wildly again. His knees felt like they were going to
collapse. When his mother didn't answer right away, he thought that he
had blown it.

"Well, probably not on the first date, but because you were so nice I
guess one kiss couldn't hurt," Sue said, her mind screaming No! No!
The beautiful evening, the date and the wine were all working on Sue's
resistance.

Tommy's heart skipped a beat. God, he was going to do it he thought.
He was really going to kiss her. Suddenly, he was petrified.

"Well?" Sue said, her eyes closed, and her heart pounding now. This
was so wrong, she told herself.

"I really... uh... you know, I... I... don't know how." 

"Here," Sue said, bringing her lips to her son's. 

His arms automatically went around her back. His lips were hard and
pressed harshly into his mom's soft lips.

"Wait," she said and pulled back. "You don't kiss with your lips like
that. Wet your lips and let them relax," Sue said in a motherly tone.
Yet, this wasn't a motherly act.

Tommy did as his mother asked. He felt her bring her lips to his
again. This time he relaxed his and pressed into her soft mouth.
Suddenly, he was very much aware of her breasts on his chest, her soft
lips, and the smell her sweet perfume. His head began to spin.

Sue moaned as her tongue slid into her son's warm mouth. It was a
reflex action and automatic. She felt his tongue touch hers and a
tremor ran through her. For a moment, she was lost in the sweet taste
of her son's mouth. Suddenly, she pulled her tongue out of his mouth.
She had totally lost control for just a moment. She pulled her head
back and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "Now that was
better wasn't it?" Sue said, as innocently as possible, an
uncontrollable quiver in her voice.

"Great, let's do it again," Tommy said boldly, pulling his mother to
him again.

Suddenly, Sue could feel her son's hard penis pressing into her
stomach. She shivered with excitement at the thought that she could
still turn on a young man. Wait, her mind screamed, this is my own
son. She knew that she had to stop this before it got out of hand.

"No! Stop!" Sue almost screamed. Then she realized it sounded harsh
and, her tone softened. "One kiss on the first date. Don't get
greedy," Sue said pushing her son away playfully.

"Au shucks," Tommy said, with his innocent smile, trying to cover his
excitement and disappointment. Then he turned serious. "God Mom, I had
fun tonight. Can... uh... can we go on a date again sometime, please?"

"Well, I guess so, if you treat me real nice," Sue said, pecking her
son on the lips one more time before entering the house.

That night, Tommy lay in bed with his hard penis in his hand, thinking
of his mom. All his fantasizes until now had been about girls at
school. Now his mom dominated his thoughts. He could still feel her
soft breasts on his chest and her soft skin under his fingers. If he
could have only moved his hand a fraction of an inch lower in the
theater, he would have touched the nub of her nipple. Even now, he
could still taste her lips on his and feel her tongue in his mouth. It
took only minutes for him to squirt his juice all over his stomach. He
jerked off three times that night.

At the same time, Sue lay in bed with one hand squeezing the same
breast Tommy had touched. Her other hand was forcing three fingers
into her sopping hole. She climaxed over and over until her fingers
and the sheets were soaked with her juice. Then, suddenly she burst
into tears. God, what have I done? she thought.

Susan Ritter cried herself to sleep that night. 

Chapter 2 

The following morning Tommy saw his mother sitting in the kitchen
drinking a cup of coffee. There was a very uncomfortable silence as he
got himself a cup of coffee and sat down. The light of a new day made
everything seem different. They each blamed themselves for what had
happened.

"Mom..." 

"Tommy..." they both spoke at the same time, then laughed nervously. 

"Sorry," Tommy said. 

"Tommy... uh... we uh... what... happened last night was..." Sue said,
struggling with her words.

"I... I... know Mom," Tommy interrupted. "I'm sorry, I spoiled
everything," he said, almost in tears, waiting for her anger.

Sue looked at him in surprise. "It wasn't your fault sweetheart. It
was mine. Let's just forget it. It was probably just the wine," Sue
lied. "I shouldn't have drunk so much."

"Can... can we uh... go out again?" Tommy asked hopefully. 

"I don't think that would be a good idea." 

"I knew it," Tommy said in an angry tone. However, he was angry with
himself. He arose from the table with tears in his eyes and rushed out
of the room.

"Tommy!" Sue called after him. However, he was already out of the
house. Now Sue was heartbroken. She was the one that had messed
everything up, she thought as her tears began to flow.

Later that evening, Sue tapped on Tommy's door. She pushed the door
open gently when she heard Tommy tell her to come in. He was lying on
the bed looking at a sports magazine. "Tommy, can we talk?" she asked,
sitting on the bed, her face tense with thinly veiled emotions.

"Sure," he answered, rolling over and looking up at the ceiling with
his hands behind his head.

"I'm sorry Tommy... sorry about... about everything," Sue said
struggling with her words. "God Tommy, I was the one that suggested
the date. I've thought all day about it and I know it's entirely my
fault. We're both lonely and we both miss Dad so much." Suddenly, Sue
stopped talking as her voice choked up. Then she began to sob.

Tommy sat up quickly and moved closer to his mother. He carefully put
his arms around her and pulled her into his chest, tears streaming
down his own cheeks.

Although Sue felt comfort in his arms, she sobbed even harder. All of
her pent up emotions seemed to come out of her at once. Two years of
loneliness, a new job, struggling to make the bills and now this. It
was all too much.

Tommy held her for a long time until her sobs turned to sniffles.
"Mom, I love you so much," Tommy said sincerely.

Sue sat back and dried her eyes. "God Tommy, I feel the same way about
you. We need each other, maybe more now than ever."

"Can we just be honest with each other for a minute?" Tommy asked,
acting more grown up than he felt.

"Absolutely! We have to be honest with each other," Sue said,
wondering what he was getting at.

"You... You are a beautiful and very sexy woman," Tommy said, trying
hard not to stutter. "I... you... uh.... Oh hell, I'm just a horny
teenager, and I'm sorry I got out of line," he blurted and then
laughed self-consciously.

Sue looked at him with raised eyebrows then a smile came to her lips.
Suddenly, they both burst out laughing. They laughed so hard that they
nearly fell off the bed. The situation now seemed so ridiculous. They
were making a big deal out of nothing.

When they had composed themselves, Sue turned to Tommy and said, "You
can take me on a date anytime you want to." Then she kissed his lips
briefly.

"Good because there's a football team picnic next Sunday and I need a
date," Tommy said hopefully.

"It's a deal." 

Tommy sighed with relief. Everything was going to be okay. 

Tommy's high school football team was hosting a farewell picnic for
the graduating seniors, their parents, and girlfriends. Tommy wasn't
planning on attending, because he didn't have a date. He knew that all
of the boys would bring a date. He didn't expect any of them to come
with their parents. Suddenly, that didn't matter to him anymore. His
mom would be his date.

Chapter 3 

Several days later, Tommy was home alone. It was a warm afternoon and
he had just finished cutting the grass so he decided to take a cool
shower. He went into the bathroom, leaving the door carelessly open
and undressed, then stepped into the clear glass shower stall. He
flipped on the shower, gasping as the cool water hit him. Soon, he was
enjoying the refreshing feeling of the cold water. As he began to soap
himself, he began to think of his mom. Suddenly, he had a raging hard
on. He soaped his hand and worked up a lather on his long shaft. His
eyes were closed as he leaned back on the tile of the shower stall,
with a vision of his beautiful mom in his mind. Just an inch more, he
thought excitedly of the nipple he had almost touched.

Sue had decided to take off work early that day. When she came into
the house, she called out to Tommy. When she didn't hear him answer,
she figured he might be taking a nap. She went upstairs to ask him if
he wanted to get a movie for them tonight. As she walked down the
hall, she turned and looked into the open bathroom. Suddenly, she
stopped in shock. Her eyes were as big around as saucers when she saw
her son in the shower, his eyes closed and his hand working up and
down on the longest penis she had ever seen. While she didn't have
much to compare it to, she knew it was much longer than Bob's.

Sue shook her head, and tried to pull herself away but her legs
wouldn't move. She felt excitement in the pit of her stomach and a
quivering in her groin as her eyes stared transfixed on Tommy's long
penis.

"Oh God, suck me," Tommy whispered to himself as he stroked his penis.
His breath was coming in short gasps as he neared his climax. Soon,
his hand was flying up and down, splattering the soapy froth to the
tile below. "Oh yes, yes, suck my cock Mom," he groaned. His long
penis throbbed and a stream of cum shot from the head, spattering all
the way out of the shower stall and onto the tile on the bathroom
floor.

Sue felt like she was going to pass out as she watched her son climax.
She could feel her sex lips throbbing and juice was pouring into her
panties. One hand absently moved up to her breast and began to squeeze
it as her legs rubbed together.

For some reason, Tommy opened his eyes. He gasped when his eyes met
his mother's. However, it was too late to stop his climax. His hand
continued to move on his penis until there was nothing left in his
balls.

Sue gasped and hurried from the doorway. 

An hour or so later, Tommy came downstairs to dinner wearing a pair of
shorts and tank top. He was very nervous about his mother's reaction
to what she had obviously seen. He felt like such an idiot again.

Sue was at the sink when she heard Tommy come into the kitchen. She
had also been agonizing over the embarrassing mistake as well. She
knew that what Tommy was doing was perfectly normal. Every young boy
masturbated. However, his words kept running through her head: 'Oh
yes, yes, suck my cock Mom'. A little shiver ran through her as she
turned around and smiled at Tommy.

"Hi sweetie. Dinner will be ready in a minute." The smile on her face
belied the turmoil inside. When she saw what her son was wearing, her
eyes lingered. God, he looks good, she thought. Then her face turned
hot as she remembered the vision of him standing in the shower with
his hard penis in his hand.

The smile on his mother's face surprised Tommy. He was prepared for
her to rant and rage. The tension drained from him when he saw her
bright smile. He sat down at the table. "So what are we going to do
tonight?"

"How about you go out and pick out a movie for us tonight? But not one
of those 'shootum up' things," she added.

"Sounds great." 

Sue brought the food over to the table and sat down to eat. She knew
that she couldn't just forget the incident in the shower. Something
like that could have a very negative impact on a kid, she thought.
They ate in silence until Sue thought of something to say. She decided
that humor had worked before so she said, "So how was your shower?" A
smile crossed her face.

"Huh!" Tommy said in shock. 

"Come on Tommy, I thought we were going to be honest with each other.
I saw you and I'm sorry. I didn't realize you were in the shower."

"Uh... uh... but I was..." Tommy stuttered. 

"I know you were masturbating. All boys do that. Let's not make a big
deal out of it. Okay?" Sue kept a smile on her face but getting the
words out was one of the most difficult things she had ever done.
However, she felt great relief that it was out in the open. She didn't
think it was necessary to tell him that she had heard what he said.

"Uh... sure Mom. Uh... I'm sorry too. Next time I'll close the door." 

"Don't worry about it. It's our home and we should be able to feel
free," Sue said. "You're just a 'horny teenager' anyway, right?" Sue
laughed.

Tommy had to smile at the repeat of his words. He laughed too. 

Then she added, "You did clean up the floor didn't you?" 

"Mommmmm!!!" Tommy said and his face turned bright red. 

"Just checking."

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