But that one quick touch made it a big deal. I could feel myself getting an erection. Oh, shit. I tried to ignore it, and watch the movie. I guess she was embarrassed, because she clasped her hands together between her legs as if to keep them warm. Hopefully, my erection would go down before the movie ended and we had to get ready for bed.
Eventually, the closing credits were rolling up the TV screen and thankfully my erection was gone. I hit the power button on the remote. It had finally warmed up a little in the room. We both got up and pulled out the sofa bed.
“That was a pretty good movie.” I said, trying to take our minds off what had happened.
“I’m glad you liked it. I love that movie. It’s so romantic.” She said, smiling.
“I’m gonna go in the bathroom and change. You can change over by the oven, where it’s warmer.” I said.
“Okay.” She said, picking up her gown and the socks.
I went into the bathroom and closed the door. The cold did wonders for me. I don’t think I could get excited now if a woman was standing naked in front of me. I quickly changed into my flannel pajama pants and a t-shirt and called through the door to see if she was decent.
“Yes.” She said.
I went back into the living room, closing the bathroom door behind me. Mom had already turned off the overhead light, leaving the table lamp on for me. She was already under the blankets. I climbed in next to her, pulling the blankets up to my chin.
“Whew! It is cold in there.” I said.
“Come here, get warm.” She said, putting her arms around me and rubbing my arms.
“Thank you.” I said.
“Maybe he’ll have the heat fixed by tomorrow.” She said.
“If he’s sober by then.” I said.
She laughed, still rubbing my arms.
“Better?” She asked.
“Yes. Thank you.” I said.
“Your welcome. Goodnight, sweetie.” She said, giving me a peck on the cheek.
“Goodnight, Mom.” I said, with a kiss on her cheek.
I turned off the lamp and we rolled over with our backs to each other, each of us curling up into a ball. I kept thinking about what had happened earlier. My Mom’s hand on me. How my cock began to get hard at her touch. Those thoughts were running through my mind as sleep took over.
I don’t know what time it was when I woke. It was still dark. I was spooning my Mom with my right arm across her. She seemed to still be sleeping.
I started to move when I realized, oh shit, my cock was hard and pressed against her ass. She was breathing softly. She was still asleep. If I move real slow, she’ll never know it happened. I started to roll away from her, when she moaned a little and snuggled in closer. I froze. I didn’t mean for it to happen, but when she snuggled in closer, my cock automatically flexed. Oh shit!
I was afraid to move. I didn’t know what to do. I lay as still as I could. I slowly began to pull my right arm off her, when she shifted again. She pushed back into me and pulled my arm back over her, hugging it to her breasts. Her breathing hadn’t changed so I knew she must still be asleep.
She mumbled something that I couldn’t understand and pushed back into me even more. Her ass was rubbing against my cock. She kept mumbling. She was dreaming. She had to be.