Kevin acknowledged, “You definitely do need to work on this.”
“I knooooow,” Amanda whimpered, wishing he would slide his fingers beneath the thin fabric and finger fuck her.
His fingers lingered a few seconds before he suggested, “I think all this weekend I will test you.”
“Okay,” she agreed, feeling a sudden emptiness as his fingers moved away.
“Unfortunately, I am meeting up with Ryan tonight,” Kevin reluctantly said, looking at the clock and realizing he was going to be late, annoyed he had already made plans. “Actually, I’m going to be late.”
“Oh, okay,” she said, more disappointment hitting her.
Kevin promised, “Trust me, I’ll push you this weekend.”
“Promises, promises,” Amanda flirted, standing up and turning around to coyly smile at her son.
“Freeze,” Kevin ordered.
Amanda obeyed.
Kevin put his hand back on her wet vagina and rubbed it slowly, wanting to get her sexually excited.
Amanda struggled not to moan, his confident expression turning her on even more, yet his unwillingness to just take complete control also frustrating her.
Kevin moved away and smiled, “Have a great night, Mom.” He kissed her on the cheek and left her stewing in lust.
As soon as Amanda heard the front door close, she fell onto her son’s bed and began frantically rubbing herself, coming in seconds. As she lay there completely spent, she wondered what more she had to do to make her son know, without a doubt, how much she wanted him.
…..
Saturday morning, Valentine’s Day, Amanda dressed in only her underwear and a long man’s button-up shirt as she made breakfast.
Kevin came in and his morning wood stayed awake as he ordered, “Freeze!”
Amanda smiled as she froze with a spatula in one hand and a pan in the other.
Kevin moved to her, took the items out of her hands, and hugged her. He then fondled her breasts and moved in so his lips were just brushing hers.
Amanda wanted to kiss him, to give in to the lust she had been feeling grow more and more each day until it was at the undeniable fever pitch it now was.
Kevin continued getting more brazen, squeezing his mother’s breasts, almost kissing her, moving his hand to her vagina. Being confident, he moved his fingers inside his mom’s panties.
Amanda moaned, the moment of intimacy finally at hand, waiting for her son’s finger to slide inside her.
Kevin teased his mom’s pussy while staring into her eyes looking for an invitation to do more.
Amanda was about to burst, the intense intimacy of the touches, the look of lust in his eyes, being so close to crossing the taboo, but unable to go all in.
Kevin decided to go for broke, and after a couple minutes of teasing her, put his other hand on her cheeks, moved in and gave his mother a deep, you’re-not-just-my-mother, kiss, while continuing to tease her pussy.
She somehow remained still, although when his tongue parted her lips, she responded with tongue also. The kiss lasted minutes, both of them doing no more, no less, than kissing, his finger never going any further. Amanda couldn’t believe how natural it felt, the weeks of waiting somehow further enhancing the moment. Kevin meanwhile couldn’t believe this was happening. The whole time he was kissing her, exploring her mouth, he was wondering what he should do next.