“What?”
“Oh don’t be so naive. I know about you and her. Her mother and I talk on the phone all the time. She’s not on birth control to regulate her cycle like her mother says.”
“Mom!”
“Oh stop. I was young once too, you know. But what are we going to do? I can’t give you a sleeping pill.”
“I’ll be all right.”
“Not likely.”
“I’ll be all right, mom.”
“What if you pretended I was Olivia?”
“What?”
She got up off the bed, went to my door, closed and locked it.
“You’re father doesn’t have to know.”
“Mom, what are you talking about?”
She sat down again next to me and turned to face me.
“Once you are satisfied, you should fall right off to sleep. I know it works for your dad all of the time,” She kept talking like she didn’t hear a word I was saying.
“Satisfied, what, how?”
“Now I know this is weird for you, believe me it’s weird for me too, but I’ll go along with it if it will help you to get a good night sleep. Like I said, just pretend I’m Olivia.”
“Go along with what?”
She then took her hands and placed them together on my hand. “This is for your own good, and the good of the family.”
“Mom, you’re freaking me out!” I declared, but I was really getting turned on by it all.
With my hand in both of hers, she lifted it up and placed it on her breast. I could immediately feel her nipple between my fingers, and then the start of an erection in my shorts.
“Mom!” I yelled and tried to pull my hand free, but she held it tight and looked me squarely in the eye.
“Cash, look at me. Look at me!” She admonished, and I stopped pulling away to look her in the eye. “Tomorrow’s game is important, right?”
“Yeah, I…”
“And if you don’t get some sleep, you’ll be exhausted for that game, right?”
“Yes?”
“So you know why we need to do this?”
“Mom!”
“Is it because you don’t think I’m pretty?”
“No! You’re very pretty mom, but…”
“Do you think I have nice body?”
“Yeah,” I said, but not believing I was saying it. “You have great body, mom.”
“And what about my ass? I work hard on my ass.”
“You have a nice ass mom.” She had a great ass.
“Then you would say, that if I weren’t your mom, you’d be sexually attracted to me, right? You like MILF’s, don’t you Cash?”
“Oh crap,” I said not believing that this was happening to me.
She then looked down at her tits and started to undo the rest of the snaps on her shirt. By the time she got the last one undone, her tits were just about falling out. God, I couldn’t look at her, and yet I couldn’t look away. She then pulled the fabric aside to expose herself to me.
“Remember, we’re doing this for the family,” she said in a strangely seductive voice. “No one needs to know.”
“Okay mom,” I said absentmindedly as she took my hand and placed it on her tit. My body was in the middle of a civil war. My big head was saying that this was way too crazy, while my little head was getting bigger and overruling any morals I thought I had.
I couldn’t help myself. The illicit lust built up in me so much that I was starting to shiver. I bent down and started to suck on her tit. She responded by putting a hand on the back of my head. I felt soft pressure as she urged me to do what no grown boy should be doing to his mom, and then she sighed as I ran my tongue over her nipple.