I looked at his pretty brown eyes. “Were you working out too?”
“Yeah,” he replied a little awkwardly. “I just got back, I didn’t want to be late so I just came straight over.”
My eyes darted back to the bulge. My son had a great body and I was always a little curious about his parts. He saw me look at him and his face went red.
“Um…I should go to the bathroom,” he muttered.
“Sweetheart wait,” I said. I felt my legs tingling. I was more than a little curious. I knew it was strange—maybe wrong, but he looked wonderful to me. He always had. I wanted to test the water so I leaned back a bit to stick my chest out and tied my hair tie again. He looked at my chest wide-eyed. I felt flattered—no more than that. I felt beautiful and sexy. I was sex starved and I was going to go for it. I crawled toward him; looking at his bulge the whole time.
“Mom?” he asked shifting uncomfortably as I neared him.
“Honey, be honest with me,” I said in as motherly a voice as I could. “Did looking at me turn you on?”
“What?” his face was bright red.
“It’s ok, you heard me,” I replied looking up at him coyly.
“Um…” he was quiet, shifting. “I guess…I guess so…I didn’t know it was you at first…I just saw your ass…I mean butt sticking out and…”
“You mean like this?” I asked turning around and sticking it up for him. I knew I had a great ass, my husband loved it—why wouldn’t my son?
He swallowed hard. “Yes.”
“Do you want to touch it?”
“What?”
I tucked a finger into my waistband and tugged it down a little so he could see my pink thong. “You can touch it if you want to.” I said. My heart was pounding and I realized that my pussy was getting wet just looking at him. “It’s ok Timmy.”
He stood for a moment then pushed off from the wall and walked toward me. He stuck his hand out and touched my left butt cheek gently. Goose bumps grew as his warm fingers touched the flesh.
“Mm,” I said. “Feels nice. Use both hands dear.” I instructed.
He touched my other cheek and rubbed the skin just under my thong softly. My body shook at his touch and I felt myself growing wetter and wetter. I rocked forward on my hands and arched my back for him as he touched me. Each time he would slide his fingers a little bit more down over my skin. I shivered and after a moment I used one hand to start to pull my pants down and he took the hint. He pulled them off of me and I got back on my hands and knees so he could see my ass in just the little pink, cotton thong. I wondered if he could see my asshole or my damp pussy.
He clutched my butt cheeks in his hands and ran his hands over them. He pressed my butt together then let it jiggle back. He rubbed over my lower back and down my thighs. I shivered again and looked back at him. His mouth was wet and his eyes were wide with lust. This is what I wanted: he wanted me. “Do you like this?” I asked as seductively as I could.
“Um…yes,” he answered.
I took a deep breath. “Timmy…I am really excited. Your touch is perfect…did you know that? You are such a handsome boy.”