As you may well imagine things changed after that night. Eventually we moved in together and our relationship continued for another 15 years, before my mother sadly died. I guess there are a lot of questions to ask about how having regular sex with my own mother affected me… and her. Well all I am going to say now, is that it did me no harm. Indeed it taught me so much about women, in a safe secure environment (if you know what I mean), and led me eventually to a new happy relationship.
As for Mother, well her neurotic behaviour ceased. Indeed the only time she got angry was when I was too shy to share with her my sexual fantasies… or let her act them out for me.