A timer went off from downstairs in the kitchen. Justin blinked, feeling like he’d just snapped out of a trance. His mom smiled at him, leaned her face in dangerously close to his, and planted a soft kiss on his cheek after a moment of consideration.
“Dinner’s ready,” she said. “I’ll be waiting for you downstairs.”
Emily pulled away from him and left the room. Justin took several deep breaths and just sat there, confused and aroused beyond reasonable measure.
***
Compared to the rest of the evening, dinner was a relatively calm affair. Justin let himself zone out and talk about work, and it was easy enough to stay distracted while reminiscing on the annoyances of the day out loud.
His mother worked as an administrator at the hospital, and Justin did his best to keep her share of the conversation focused on the mundane aspects of her day, as well. She smiled at him politely from across the table, but Justin could sense a hint of something hungrier and more dangerous behind it.
What the hell happened up in my room before? It’s almost as though she was trying to mess with me, or something.
“So, what did you think?” His mom flashed him a smile as she asked the question, toying with a half full wine glass beside her plate.
“Sorry, what?” asked Justin.
“Of dinner,” she said.
“It was awesome, Mom,” he said. “You’ve outdone yourself.”
She beamed at him and stood up, collecting the plates and carrying them over to the counter. Justin stood up and briefly contemplated heading back up to his room to hide out for the night. It would be the safe, sensible option.
Safe from what, though? I think I’m just imagining things.
“The snow is really coming down tonight,” said his mom. “I think we might be stuck here for the next few days.”
“That would mean I’d have to call out of work,” said Justin. “Not that I’d mind having a day off.”
“And it means that we should curl up on the couch, and watch that movie you were talking about before.” Emily took several soft, slow steps across the carpet over to where Justin stood in the living room. He didn’t turn away, though it felt as if he probably should have.
His mom opened up her arms and pulled him into a soft hug. Justin’s mouth fell open as he felt her body press against his. She was naked underneath the robe, and her soft breasts and perfect curves had the effect of an aphrodisiac on touch. For a moment, all he could think about was how good it would feel to put all of his objections to the side and grind into her.
I can’t! And she wouldn’t let me! She’s my mother.
Emily pushed her hips forward, letting one of her legs open and glide up Justin’s side in a manner that was undeniably suggestive. Her smile managed to be innocent and devilish at the same time. Justin wanted the moment to last forever, or better yet, to lead him even further down the twisted path they were flirting with.
He pushed his crotch forward, letting his hard cock push against her. Her body felt unbelievably warm, and the movement of her slow, regular breaths sent shivers of pleasure through Justin as her chest came into contact with him.