Gwen smiled and said, “You lay down and it is my turn to massage your legs. I owe you one.”
I nodded and laid back on the bed. It felt like my head was sinking forever as my head rested on the pillow. I relaxed and closed my eyes as my mother’s soft fingers and hands moved from my feet to my thighs. After a few minutes of relaxing, I didn’t know if I fell asleep or passed out but I certainly lost contact with reality for about ten minutes. I came back to consciousness to feel my mothers hands still working on my legs as I fluttered my eyes open. My eyes opened to first see her face smiling back at me and then looked down to see that my cock was hard and bulging in my briefs. I was too relaxed or tired to really care and mom continued to massage my legs as if she didn’t notice. I thought how cool she was to continue even though this big tent in my briefs was almost in her face. I should have been embarrassed but I was so tired that I fell back to sleep. I woke up about two in the morning and wondered where I was. Half asleep and half awake, I could see that I was lying on my side in the cabin bed and mom was lying with me. She was lying on her side as well with her body pressed close against my back. I thought it was a dream and fell back asleep. I woke up the next morning hearing Gwen call my name. I opened my eyes to see my mother dressed with coffee and doughnuts ready for breakfast.
“You are up before me?” I asked.
“I woke up early and couldn’t get back to sleep” she smiled, “So I got myself together and went to get some breakfast.”
“What time is it?” I asked as I sat up in bed.
“Around nine” she said, handing me a hot container of coffee.
I drank some and said, “I must have been really tired.”
Mom laughed and said, “Honey, you were snoring about 2 minutes into your leg massage. I hope you didn’t mind sharing the bed later on. My back was hurting from sleeping on the floor.”
“That’s OK” I said, “I kind of remember you being in bed with me but I thought it was a dream.”
Gwen extended a bag of doughnuts before me and said, “Well it hope it was a nice dream.”
I picked one from the bag and said, “I only have nice dreams about you, mom.”
After finishing breakfast, I cleaned up and dressed. Soon we were on the road back home. Life was rather routine for the next week or two but I still was having lustful thoughts about mom. A special letter came in the mail for Gwen from the state women’s chamber of commerce. Apparently she was chosen to receive an award for her new business venture. I’m not sure what it was all about but the award ceremony was being held in Chicago in a couple of weeks. Mom asked me to come with her.
“Richie” asked Gwen, “I know this is so close to when you have to go back to California but I really would like you to go with me. I don’t want to go there by myself.”
“Cool” I said, “I’d love to go. I haven’t been to Chicago since I was little.”
“I remember that trip” she said, “Your father and I couldn’t get you out of the science museum.”
“Yeah, I really liked that place.” I said, “I had so much fun there. Where is it being held?”