“I love you too. I thought… I thought this might be good. I don’t know why.”
Mom rolled back toward me, snuggling against me and resting her head against my shoulder. Her leg bumped into my erection as she did, but neither of us tried to move away from the contact.
“I’m just not ready for it,” she said quietly. “I can’t deny that I want it, but… it’s too much for me. It’s so sudden.”
“I guess it was. I didn’t know what else to do. Maybe I should have-”
“Shhh,” Mom said, putting her finger over my lips. “Don’t worry about that now. There’s no way to know what the right thing to do was.”
I decided not to press my argument any further. It wasn’t like it would do any good. What had happened, had happened. There was no way to change it. Honestly, things hadn’t gone nearly as badly as they could have. I should have been grateful for that, at least.
Mom let out a deep breath and settled in closer to me. Her naked skin slid against mine where we touched. It was a good reminder of just how right I had been. We were cuddling together practically naked, and we were enjoying it. We’d both needed someone to be close to in a way that hadn’t been available to us before.
Unfortunately, I was enjoying the situation a little too much.
“Mom?” I said.
“Yes, sweetie?”
“I need to, uh, take care of something.”
“You can just say you need to masturbate. I think we’re past pretending, aren’t we?”
“Yeah, you’re right. It’s just kind of weird for me. A few days ago I was still hoping you didn’t know what masturbation was.”
Mom chuckled and lifted her head to let me slide out from under her. I stuffed my cock back in my boxers and left the room.
This time when I jerked off, I didn’t feel bad for thinking about Mom. After having her hand stroking my shaft, not to mention her big, soft breasts pressing against me, she was the only woman on my mind. The brief view I’d gotten of her naked except for her panties was practically etched in my brain.
I stroked myself to thoughts and memories of my mother until I came. There was a chance I’d be able to sleep after I burned through a quick orgasm. Once my cock softened and I straightened myself out, I headed back to Mom’s room. I slipped back into bed behind her and wrapped my arms around her body. I kissed her on the cheek, then settled in.
“Good night, Mom.”
“Good night, sweetie.”
****
I awakened the next morning to find that Mom had slipped away from me while I slept. She was standing a couple feet away, wearing only her panties from the night before. I got a brief view of her nearly-naked body from behind before she pulled on a robe and tied it around her waist. The quick flash of her bare form accented by the morning light was more incentive to start my day than any alarm clock.
“You’re so beautiful,” I said softly.
Mom turned around, a slight upward curve on her lips.
“I’d say you’re just flattering me,” she said, “but after last night, I think you probably mean that.”
“I do mean it. It’s taken me way too long to realize just how beautiful you are.”