They stood before each other naked now. “Do you like what you see, Jake?’ she said, twisting her hips a bit to give him a view of the whole package. She was already able to tell by his face that he liked what he saw very much indeed.
Janet had been an astoundingly beautiful young woman, so much so that men were afraid to approach her.
And at 54 years of age, she was still quite stunning. Her thick nut brown hair, now streaked with gray, fell almost to her waist. She had a few wrinkles, and of course the scars on her abdomen she had carried since Jenny’s traumatic birth. In the soft lighting of the master suite, Jake couldn’t even see her imperfections. All Jake saw was a taller, softer, sexier copy of his sister Jenny.
Janet absolutely radiated sexual energy, in a way no one, including her, ever had for him before, and no one but her ever would again.
The blood surged almost painfully into his already rock hard cock.
“Oh Aunt Janet” he sighed.
“My name is just Janet in the bedroom, sweetie” she said softly. “But we’re not going to be too strict about that. Maybe there will be other things you like to call me in bed too”.
Like “Mama”, she thought hopefully to herself.
She smiled, taking him into her arms, her supple breasts flattening against his chest as their lips met in their first electrifying kiss.
Janet’s soft hand drifted slowly down his flat abdomen to gently encircle the shaft of his penis as she pulled back ever so slightly to speak.
“Jake sweetie, I want you to let me explain something.” She spoke slowly, pausing for just a breath. “To me, you were the answer to a prayer, the son I could never have.” She took another deeper breath, her words coming faster as she continued.
“I was there when you were conceived! and I’ve been there for you ever since. To me, You’re my son! I’m your other mom, not just your stepmother. I will always be here for you.” Jake knew it, but it touched him deeply to hear her say it. She averted her eyes for a moment and spoke again, this time so softly he could barely hear.
“I love you so much Jacob.” She raised her eyes to meet his. “As if I had carried you myself.”
Jake gazed into her eyes. Janet’s was one of the first faces he could remember. He had always loved that face.
“I love you too, Mama Janet”
She kissed his lips softly, guiding him to the edge of the bed and down onto his back, sliding up close, keeping her firm breasts in contact with his bare skin all the way.
“Make love to me Jacob.” she whispered. “Make love to Mama Janet”.
He looked at the beautiful woman spread out on the bed beside him. Her breasts were so firm and upright, even for a much younger woman. His eye tracked down her soft flat belly to her smooth pubic mound, where only a few thin wispy nut brown hairs grew in a small tuft about an inch above her shiny bald slit.
Spreading her smooth silky legs wide, she pulled him over on top of her.
Slowly, he rose to his knees. Janet had never released his aching cock from her soft gentle hand from the moment she first touched it, and now her grip strengthened as she guided his thick knob to her narrow opening.