Feeling triumphant, saving his mother, Joey returned to the living room, closing the door, receiving a warm hug and kiss on the cheek from his mother with thanks. She requested that he return to bed.
Joey laid in his bed with the adrenaline coursing through him from the shooting… but quickly shunted from the forefront by the memory of his mother having sexual intercourse. His hand slipped under his briefs. Pulled from his briefs, he stroked his cock. He had not peed yet. He shoved his cock back in his briefs and rolled out of bed, opened his door, walked the short distance to the bathroom door, finding the door open, the light on, his mother standing at the sink in front of the medicine cabinet mirror.
He was instantly aware of his mother rubbing her breast, her housecoat partially open. He noted the bottle of moistening cream. He was instantly noticed but casually, acting adult like, leaned against the door jam for long moments until his mother lifted her eyebrows in question. “I have to pee, mom.” He said.
“Go ahead, honey.” She replied, returning her attention to the job at hand.
As Joey eased past his mother, he glanced in the mirror and saw his mother’s left breast, more so than the right, as she rubbed cream onto her left breast, massaging it in with her right hand. Joey tugged at the right side of his briefs with his left hand and brought forth a less than limp cock. He almost forgot to lift the seat! His eyes alternated between the water hitting the toilet and the mirror showing less than he wished of the action there.
“Keep your eye on what you’re doing there, boy!” She said sarcastically. “You’re pissing all over the rim!”
After the reprimand, Joey kept his eye on the operation at hand. Afterward, he tucked his cock back it his briefs and turned to slip past his mother.
“I need to put some of this cream on my back. Would you mind?”
“Sure.” Joey readily agreed.
Jane stopped massaging her right breast. She had swapped breast as Joey peed. She eased her housecoat off her shoulders, lost her hold, and let it drop to the floor. She stood there with dark red bloomer style panties on. Joey’s heart quickened.
“Here, put some of this cream on your hands and do my whole back and shoulders.” She directed, turning to hand him the tube of cream and giving him a glance at her ample, slightly sagging, left breast. He stared at the nipple which seemed huge to him compared to the ones he had seen, touched and suckled.
With a good amount of cream on his right hand, he began to rub it all over her back, massaging it in. He rested his left hand on her hip, causing her to glance down, noting it.
“I should apologize for dropping my housecoat.” Jane commented. “You have never seen me in just my underwear and certainly not me bearing my breast.”
“I can’t really see anything from back here. You are taller than I am and your body is broader. All I can see is your back.”
“You saw!” She challenged and mocked. “I saw you looking. You got your eyes full. You’re not fooling anybody. And are you calling me fat?”