I went up and quickly changed into the little nighty and waited. I heard him coming down the hall as I felt my pussy get wet, then he turned into my room and stopped.
Neil stood there looking at me, his new bikini briefs all bulged out as my son’s cock hardened.
“Oh, nice, Mom, you look beautiful, wow, really sexy.”
“Come on, you can help me start supper,” and I walked past him and down the stairs to the kitchen and began getting our meal together.
“Is this what you want me to wear around the house? I liked what I wore this morning but if you like this better, it’s okay by me.”
“Well, sometimes being covered a little is even sexier. What do you think about you old mom in this?” I asked him as I twirled around for him.
“Perfect, it really makes you look so hot. Are you, um, wearing anything under that?”
I lifted the hem above my smooth, silken pubic mound.
“Oh, Mom, you fox, you,” he said as he embraced me, our lips open, tonguing each other, as his hands caressed my butt.
“Mmm, come on, we need to get this finished,” I told him as I went back to making our supper. “Pour us a glass of wine, Neil, it might just put us in the mood.”
“Mood for what, Mom?”
“Whatever.”
“That seems to leave a lot of room.”
“I suppose it does,” I dropped right between us.
“Hmm, okay, I’m for whatever with my sexy Mom,” he said as his hand slid up under onto my butt to give me a squeeze.
I turned and squeezed him, yes, on that nice, large bulge.
“One nice squeeze, deserves another,” I grinned and turned back to the stove.
Over dinner, he told me how much he was loving the way we were with each other now.
“I’m so glad, Mom, we’re both happier now, right? It’s just so much nicer this way. And, I love us dressing like this when we’re home together. You look so nice, so hot. You’re my Playmate of the Month.”
“Well, I know I’m a bit past all that, Neil, but thanks, that’s sweet,” I said leaning over to kiss his open mouth as my hand reached under the table to squeeze his erection.
“Help me clean up and then we can go up and see what happens tonight,” I teased him and it was just a few minutes until we were headed to my room together, Neil following me, no doubt focussed on my pussy from behind me.
“Oh, Mom, beautiful,” he said and I knew then what he was looking at. For a thirty-nine year old woman, his words sounded pretty nice, I was feeling quite good about myself as a woman, his attention and my effect on him, easily observable in his briefs, was buoying my self-image to new heights. I, for the first time in a long, long time, felt highly sexual, that I was desirable, perhaps as desirable as I’d ever been.
He followed me into my bedroom and I turned and he was instantly in my arms as his lips sought out mine and his hands were hungrily everywhere. Then, I moved away from him, reached down and pulled the nighty off and lay down in the middle of my bed.
“Neil, I’m here for whatever you want of me. I want you to be happy and have whatever you want.”
He stood there, I think, even with the somewhat salacious hints earlier, I had caught him off guard, I think he had given up on us ever going further in our sexual play together. Now, I was offering him everything, I was ready for my youngest son to become my lover.
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