“Yes, hon?”
“What are you two doing?” her husband asked, not sounding accusatory. Landon and his mother glanced at each other.
“I was just giving Landon a neck message,” she said.
“A neck message?” Her husband was headed toward the staircase carrying a glass of water but then stopped.
“Yeah,” Landon said. “I’ve got this weird neck thing going on. I don’t know why.”
“How was the party?” he asked.
“It was good,” Landon replied. “I mean…it was fine.”
“Good,” his father said. “That’s good. I know you were disappointed about the prom and everything, so I’m glad to hear you made the best of it.”
“Yeah,” Landon said.
“Honey,” he said to Landon’s mom. “Are you coming up?”
“In a little while,” she said.
“Alright.” The forty-eight-year-old man ascended the staircase slowly, seemingly more slowly than Landon had ever seen him do in the past. What made it seem even longer was that his mother’s eyes were intent on Landon’s the whole time. The two of them didn’t say a word until he heard the door to the bedroom shut.
“What were you doing?” his mother asked. It was a simple enough question, but Landon couldn’t begin to figure how to answer it. “Now suddenly you’ve turned shy on me?”
“I…” he began.
“Can I confess something?” she asked, leaning toward him on the couch.
“Yes.”
“That really turned me on just now,” his mother said. “Is that weird?”
“No. It was great,” Landon said, placing his hand on her hand, which was draped across her left knee.
“I can’t believe how handsome you’ve gotten,” she said in a tone that was at once familiar in its maternal warmth, but at the same time, enticingly new. The tip of Landon’s cock was already slick with pre-cum.
“Thanks, Mom.”
“I always used to tell you there was a handsome boy underneath that extra weight, but you never believed me,” she said, smiling again. “A mother knows. I knew you’d make a fine young man…but I didn’t think it would happen so fast!”
Landon felt redness spreading to his cheeks. His mother did have a singular talent for embarrassing him with her praise and adoration. He had always known how lucky he was to have such a loving parent, but was realizing for the first time how lucky he was to have such a voluptuous, free-spirited woman for a mother as well. Was she really free-spirited enough to commit incest, though? Landon wondered.
“I love you so much, Mom,” he said, placing his arms around her in a firm hug, feeling the caress of her hair on the side of his face.
“I love you too, honey,” she purred. “I want to make this night the perfect prom night for my darling boy.” His mother gripped his chin and lifted his lips to hers. Landon loosened his hug and leaned in to the kiss.
It was only the third time he’d kissed a woman on the mouth. His mother’s tongue was wet, hot, and insistent, pressing on his own with increasing desire. Thoughts raced through Landon’s head like whirlwinds. Here he was, about to lose his virginity on prom night to a woman more than twice his age. Not only an older woman, but an older fiery redhead with amazing breasts, a perfectly aged face, and a voice that, by itself, sent shivers down his spine. Not only an incredibly attractive woman, but the woman who had given birth to him, the mother who had fed him, raised him, and taught him—the ultimate love.