I replied, “I know, but you make me so happy, and I was hoping I was making you happy too!”
Mom held me tightly to her chest and said, “Yes you are making me happy, too happy, and I am afraid of where this is going.”
With that we just held each other, although there was this hard thing between us that let neither of us forget what was happening!
We napped for a while and I actually lost my hard-on, at least until I woke up! When we were both awake my dick immediately rose to the occasion, and was soon lodged back between Mom’s thighs.
“You are incorrigible!” she said laughing.
I answered, “No you are just so beautiful!” with that we went back to some pretty heavy necking again with dueling tongues that drove me mad with passion!
Mom then pushed me away and said, “Check the clothes to see if we can get going.”
I slid out of the sleeping bag and unfortunately (to me anyway) the clothes were dry enough to put on, so she scrambled out to get dressed. I stared in mesmerized awe at her petite beauty. Fine lines, small but pert tits, and long firm nipples (I am sure helped by the freezing temperature!).
I watched Mom get dressed and at one point she admonished me, “What are you gawking at? Get dressed!”
I said the absolute truth of what was on my mind, “I am staring at the love of my life, a vision of a fantasy I never expected to enjoy!”
Mom laughed really hard then and said, “Quit being so dramatic and get dressed so you can take me to our paradise! All those compliments will not get you anything you shouldn’t get! So get moving mister!”
“Yeah, paradise with the woman of my dreams, of the past 30 years!” I retorted. “But the big problem is going to be the many, many dreams I will have of this afternoon’s delights!”
“Well I am certainly glad to be at least one man’s dream girl. Play your cards right and you can look at me all you want for the next two weeks.”
My heart soared, and I asked, “Kissing? And in my arms? Naked?” I then scooped up my panty and bra clad mother into my arms and looked deeply into her eyes for an answer.
“Put me down! I suppose, that after this afternoon, banning kisses and hugs would be rather like closing the barn door after the horses bolted, but no nudity young man!”
I was not about to argue with small victories, I said, “I love you so much” and gave Mom a long soulful French kiss that must have lasted 5 minutes!
Again she had to push me away, “Let me dress, you animal!”
Not much was said except about the spectacular views on the 2 hour drive to or Bed and Breakfast. My mind was running a mile a minute on how to cash in on this new found intimacy between Mom and me. I even held her hand for a while across the center consol. It was like a first date!
When we arrived we strode into the house hand in hand like lovers. The place was a large old home converted into a country Inn. We checked in and found it was a quaint little place with only three rooms for guests, and we were the only ones there. Winter was not their big season.
As with most small bread and breakfast homes, the owners filled all the positions as receptionist/chef/housekeeper/bellman, etc. They lived on the first floor and all the guest rooms were on the third floor. I never found out what was on the second floor; storage possibly, laundry etc? But no matter, we pretty much had the floor to ourselves.
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