The sound of her breathing was so erotic. Short and heavy breaths. Her chest was beating. Then things quickly slowed down. It slowed and slowed. It had been a long morning. She needed rest.
It was a tender moment. One that we would never forget.
Epilogue:
A few months later. I came down the stairs for breakfast on a usual Saturday morning. Nothing was out of the ordinary that day. Nothing special planned.
When I was in the kitchen, I saw my mother in the backyard.
She was completely naked doing yoga. Even more arousing, she was talking on the phone while doing an advanced move. Her head and forearms were on the grass, and her body was completely straight while she was upside down.
It was sexy seeing her breasts hang downwards. It was also sexy that whoever she was talking to had no idea that my mother was naked.
I overheard her talking about some legal matter. Before, she never talked about work during the weekend. But since becoming a partner at the firm, it had become a normal thing.
The call ended and my mother got back to her feet.
She came inside the house, completely naked, holding her phone. There was a faint look of stress on her face. She sighed.
“Work stuff?” I asked, as I prepared my breakfast.
She walked towards me and got down on her knees.
“Yes, work stuff. I’ve got a new client who suffered a breach of contract. Apparently, many people don’t value or understand contract law.”
She pulled the front of my shorts down to reveal my semi-hard cock.
“Not like us, right?”
She smiled and winked, “Not like us.”
With that, my mother engulfed my cock. Her lips wrapped tightly around me. Her tongue worked its magic. She began to suck and bob her head. Life couldn’t have been better for either of us.