The morning after Ken impulsively spanked his mother’s ass, Cathy could barely think about anything else anymore. She put on a thong bikini bottom she normally only wore for sunbathing in the yard when she was home alone. No one had ever seen her wearing it before, but she couldn’t wait to let Ken see. Then she put on a thin, cropped tank top that did very little to cover her prominent tits. It was promising to be a warm day, so she had that as an excuse for dressing that way if she needed one. But it made her smile to herself to know her son wouldn’t mind.
Cathy went downstairs and straight into the kitchen to make a smoothies for breakfast. It wasn’t unusual for her hang out around the house alone in an outfit like she had on, but it gave an extra boost to her pulse when she thought of doing it with her son at home.
It wasn’t long after running the loud smoothie machine that Ken also showed up in the kitchen. He was wearing a tank top over boxer briefs, and Cathy could tell he was fresh out of bed. He was still rubbing sleep out of his eyes when he came in went to stand by the counter where his mother was now pouring out a pair of smoothies.
“Good morning, baby,” she said cheerfully, pleased to see he was awake enough to be staring at her tits.
Cathy went up on her toes and leaned up to kiss her son right at the corner of his mouth, daring to press her big tits against his body. Even through their clothes, the contact made her feel sparks of electricity all through her body. Her nipples quickly started to swell and ache. When she came back down, Ken surprised her by pulling her into a tight hug with his strong, young arms around her body. Her enormous tits were firmly crushed against his solid body.
“Morning, Mom,” Ken replied. “You look really, uh, pretty today.”
Cathy was afraid the hug alone was going to make her soak through her thong. The mood that was rapidly coming over her was making her feel bold. She leveled a serious look at Ken.
“Pretty enough to do what you did the other day?” she said.
Ken hesitated at first, but then said, “The other day you were naked.”
“Not when you got started,” his mother reminded him. “The naked part came later.”
“Yeah, but it was also the best part.”
“Well, if you’re okay with it, I really want to see you do it again. I’ll even do it too, like when I got in the shower with you. I mean, we’ve just been doing it separately in our rooms, but that’s all I can think about when I touch myself. I was thinking…maybe…we’d both feel better if we just stopped pretending it never happened.”
“Wow,” Ken said, amazed.
He then started to reach for his mother’s tits, just barely grazing them through her top before Cathy swatted his hands away.
“We can’t touch each other,” she protested, perhaps a bit weakly. “I mean, baby, I’m your mother.”
“I know, but…you’re so fucking hot,” he said. “And I love you more than anyone.”
“I love you, too, sweetheart, but there are some lines we just can’t cross.”
Cathy then took a couple of steps back and pulled off her top, revealing her full, heavy tits. She began squeezing and fondling them while her son watched every move.
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