“Wh-Where are your friends?” she asked, trying to appear normal and make conversation.
“They left.”
“But its still pouring out there.” Karen replied.
“I told them to leave.” Alex had a strange look about him. He looked upset and at the same time defiant.
“I’m sorry honey, I didn’t know anyone was home.” Karen said softly. “Its not my fault I got wet.”
“Its not that Mom….” Alex mumbled. “Its just….did you hear what they were saying about you?”
“Some of it.” Karen smiled. “It was actually quite flattering.”
“It got worse.”
“What did they say?” Karen prodded.
“They…it …I …oh Mom…It was rude”
“What exactly did they say?” Karen insisted, more firmly this time.
“They..they asked how I stayed in the same house without….without..”
“I don’t follow you. Without what?” Karen asked
“Without fucking you! They said you were such a hot babe and how could I live in the same house and not fuck you!” Alex blurted out. “That’s when I kicked them out. And then…and then….”
Karen was shocked but at the same time intrigued by her son’s friends lurid comments.
“And then they laughed at me and said that I must at least have thought about it and that’s why I was so uptight.”
Karen found her gaze dropping to Alex’s cock once again. It had been two years since she had seen a cock, much less had one in her. She quickly shifted her eyes back up as she realised she was staring at the son’s cock. Karen’s heart was pounding hard.
“And have you?” Karen said very softly. “Have you thought about fucking me?”
“Awww Mom…” Alex whispered, almost breathlessly. “You cant ask me that.”
“Have you?” Karen goaded. “Tell me!”
“Y-yes.” Alex replied, his eyes looking at the floor. “I cant help it Mom….your so pretty and sexy and all.”
Karen was taken aback at the longing she detected in her son’s voice. She stared hard at her son, leaning almost shyly against the doorway. He reminded her so much of John. In fact, he looked just like John did at 22. Her stomach did a flip as she saw all of John in her son. Her mind rushed back to the times John had made love to her and made her cry out with ecstasy. She felt the familiar dull ache in the pit of her stomach, radiating out to her pussy.
“Do… Do you like what you see?” she hissed softly as she dropped her hands, exposing her near naked form in the wet dress.
“Awww Mom…” Alex whispered, almost breathlessly. “You have no idea.”
“Have you spied on me before?”
“Ive peeked Mom.” Alex mumbled. “Sometimes when you sit down I catch glimpses of your panties …or tried to look down your blouse.”
“What else have you done?”
“Umm..played with your panties. Smelled them.” Alex was still mumbling. “Err…jerked into them. I cant help it Mom!”
Somehow this confession from her son only served to ignite her lust. She felt a fluttering in her tummy as she realised her son had been fantasising about her and using her panties to relieve himself. Her nipples grew firm and hard and poked out of her wet bra. Something had taken over in her mind and she no longer felt ashamed of what she was doing. It didn’t seem wrong anymore but rather just felt like she was fulfilling a base need.