So that was our lives for quite a while. A lot of kissing and fondling. And a lot, and I mean a lot, of oral sex. Some weekends we wore each other out, barely leaving the bedroom from walking into the house on Friday night to Sunday night. We were like new lovers in the honeymoon phase, yet our phase appeared never-ending. Mum was insatiable and was as often the instigator of a bout of sexual relations as I was. That made me feel special as well, which is what I guess mothers should do!
The days passed into weeks and it was while being driven home one day that Mum dropped a bombshell, albeit a good one. “I see you’re progressing well at work.”
I shrugged. “I just had to get noticed.”
“You are. Your name is on everyone’s lips. I’ve had plenty of the big bosses come and see me, asking all about you.”
“What do you say?”
“That my son eats his mother’s’ pussy like a champ.” I cracked up laughing. “But seriously, they’re very impressed, Andrew. Which is why I’ve managed to get you a spot with me to the next conference.”
“Awesome. Where?”
“Paris.”
“You’re shitting me?”
She laughed at my disbelief. “No. It’s just going to be me and you for four days in Paris. How does that sound?”
“When do we go?” I asked eagerly.
“In two weeks. We fly out on Wednesday, have a day to acclimate and the conference set to take place on Friday. We then have two days to ourselves before flying back on Monday.”
Those were the longest two weeks of my life as I waited to jet off to another country with my Mum and I knew, in the back of my mind, that this would be where we would take the final step. I don’t think we’d been waiting for the perfect moment but to jet away to the ‘City of Lights’, have a hotel room to ourselves and visit one of the most romantic places on Earth, I think we subconsciously decided together that it would be there that we would consummate our physical relationship.
We travelled business and had a pair of seats near a window to ourselves. It was during the flight that Mum decided to share some stories about work.
“Quite a few of the girls in the lab and the office have taken a fancy to you, Andrew.”
Not to sound too cocky but that wasn’t too much of a surprise. I wasn’t completely ignorant of the attention I received. “How many?” I wondered.
“Oh, at least a dozen have approached me, asking if you were single. Some are curious as to why you show them absolutely no attention.”
“And what do you say?”
She leaned in close to my ear so no-one could hear. “I say he’s too busy eating his mum’s pussy to worry about some idiot little girl. And that no-one could suck his cock like his Mum.” I burst into laughter as she kissed my cheek. “No, I just say he’s with someone and it’s quite serious. Now they are left wondering who it is as neither of us actually talk about our private lives.”
“Do you get any interest?”
She shrugged. “I do but I tell them I’m not interested. I have the one man in my life I want. They probably think I’m some lonely old woman who fosters far too much attention on her son.” She smirked. “They’d be absolutely right in a certain way.”