Iris: I just like how loose it makes me feel, you know. These things are soooo comfy.
When going back to the hotel, after she got out of the shower, I was blessed upon seeing her in a lavender, thin, silky, nightgown that only went down to her mid thighs. It was easy to tell that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath it which made me really hard. We were in a room with her friend so I couldn’t take a look under the gown while she slept but when we got home and we were alone, I made it a mission to take a peek under the looking glass. Now why am I so obsessed with her new gown? Well one, It exposes her more than just a tank top and panties, two, she doesn’t have to wear panties underneath so her breast and vagina are not restricted from outside forces, but most importantly I know she will let me cuddle and spoon her in this gown. I just need to make sure my innocence stays intact.
So, as she got home from work (as it was safe to go back), and I from school, we would watch tv together and as always, get hugged up and comfortable. Now I didn’t want to ask whether it was weird to hug up this close while she was this exposed because just like with me getting caught masturbating purposefully, I could get away because of my innocence. If she knew me
looking at her through a sexual lens was a possibility it could make things awkward and stiff.
However, the reason I say could is because just like me, my mother was also a hyper sextual. Maybe not to the magnitude of manipulative action like me, but to the point where masturbation is a constant need for her too. At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised if she, too, was looking at our relationship through a sexual lens. In short, I didn’t think all this touchy feely, borderline couples physical behavior was just her being fully comfortable in doing it. I think she got a bit of pleasure out of grasping a young male in bed while also spooning her son. I didn’t think it was the main reason for her doing so, as she’s just really close to her son, nevertheless I felt the thought was still there. But I digress…
Chapter 7 – Late Night Rendezvous –
As we watched old Disney movies, her favorite, and joked around she began to get tired. We called it a night and went upstairs when I asked…
Me: Hey, do you want to sleep together?
Iris: Absolutely not…… Just kidding 🙂
She layed on my chest while I layed on my back holding her in my arms. She fell fast asleep, while I stood up due to my never ending boner. As she slept, she would move around which wasn’t too common but did occasionally happen. As she did, she positioned her leg on the other side of mine, so her right leg and thigh were in between mine. Picture me facing me on the bed, I’m on the right side and she is on the left with her head, boobs, and leg on top of me. I was so hard until I could feel my boner on her thigh. Thankfully she was knocked out, but the tension was still there. Laying there, I spread my legs to press her more towards my crotch. It might be a little confusing, but stay with me. As I spread, I tilted towards her which pressed up her breasts on my chest and leg on my crotch. I finally stayed in that position just trying to grasp what was happening. A 35 year old gorgeous black woman was pressed up against me weirdly in a couples (or sexutal) position. She had nothing but a gown to separate her body from mine and I had only a T-shirt and boxers. For a 16 year old kid, that was an amazing experience, but wouldn’t be the last.
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