As I walked into the kitchen mom asked with a portion of her evil grin still on her lips.
“Did you rub it out?”
“No.” I answered petulantly. “My customers might get upset if they found out I was throwing out perfectly good product.”
The grin turned into a sexy smile.
“Touché.” Mom said. She licked her lips slowly and sensually. “I’ll be there later tonight.” She paused and her smile died.
“Seriously, that was so dangerous. We can’t afford to get caught Jeremy.”
“I’m sorry mom, but I saw you in your skirt and I pictured what was hiding underneath and I couldn’t help myself.”
“I know dear. I should’ve stopped you right away, but once I felt this …” she patted my barely softened dick, “inside me, I couldn’t tell you no. We have gotten very careless lately.”
“I know. I just find you so sexy mom. The danger makes it even more exciting.”
“Yes dear. Until we get caught that is. I find it exciting that you think I’m so sexy that you can’t keep your hands off me. Or is that you know just how willing I am that you can’t resist?”
“It’s not that mom. Not all that.” I sputtered out.
“I feel the same about you too honey.” She put a hand on my left cheek and kissed my right one. “We just have to be more careful. Maybe if I could give the little guy more attention, he wouldn’t be so ready to spring up unannounced.”
“But that doesn’t help you mom. Making you cu- …” I glanced to the living room expecting dad suddenly to appear for the third time. “Giving you pleasure is what I like most about being with you, mom.”
“And that’s why I love you too Jeremy. If you had been doing this just for your own … release, it would have ended long ago. Not many men feel like you do. It’s why you are able to keep me and Jess happy even with us knowing about the other. And when you are with one of us, it is all about the one you are with. It’s why Jess let’s you continue with her even though she knows you, for some reasons I cannot fathom, prefer me.”
“Mom. I wish you could see yourself with my eyes. Yes, Aunt Jessica has the figure and the looks, but that is superficial. Not that I don’t like superficial, and not that that is all Aunt Jess is to me, but you have an amazing figure too. You are more than just looks though. Your style, your bearing, your confidence. What mother would be so bold upon feeling her son’s … not to pull her hand away, but to do … what you did? And when you cleaned your hand in front of Aunt Jess! Do you know how hot that was? That has nothing to do with looks. Looks had nothing to do with what you did right there in this kitchen that time.” I had to struggle not to be too explicit in case dad should hear words he shouldn’t hear me saying to mom.
“It wasn’t looks true. It was more about need though. Your father and I have gotten complacent about sex. With family, and work, and golf,” she added with a touch of disdain, “we haven’t had as many chances as I would like. Women hit their prime later than men. So I think I need it more now than your father does. He may be fine with once or twice a month, but as you’ve fortunately or not learned, once or twice a day almost isn’t enough.”