“About what mom?” I said.
She took a deep breath and said, “The other night when you touched me, it didn’t feel wrong. And I kept thinking about what Bunny said, and I thought it’s been eighteen years since I’ve been loved the way I need to be, and how many chances do you get in life?”
At this point we’d reached the house and I didn’t say anything because my head was starting to swirl. When we got inside mom kept talking and said, “Mattie, I was also scared when you touched me because I thought how easy it would be to let myself love you, because it was what I was feeling anyway. And what seemed impossible to me just a little while ago doesn’t anymore.”
She took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. Then she said, “Mattie…I’m saying yes. I’m saying yes to really loving you and letting you love me. God I hope it doesn’t turn into a disaster, but I guess anything could…so, even though I’m scared out of my mind, I’m saying yes.”
I was almost knocked out cold. Instead of saying some loving thing, I had to make sure of what I was hearing, so I said, “Mom, I just couldn’t take it if this is some kind of game, or a way to get me to come home, or if you’re teasing me. Mom, are we going to have sex?”
She said, “Yes darling, we’re going to have sex.”
I said, “Now?”
She laughed, “Now.”
I unbuttoned her shirt slowly as if I were expecting her to stop the whole thing and say, “Just kidding.” She didn’t. Nor did she do anything to help me undress her. I reached back and after a few seconds, I unhooked her bra.
When her tits were exposed, I could see the fullness that didn’t show in her clothes. They looked swollen, as if she were having her period or pregnant, especially since her nipples were so large and pronounced. I held her bare tit in my hand and was almost mesmerized by it. I must have been looking and holding it for a long time when mom smiled and said, “Aren’t you even going to kiss me when you do that?”
I sort of woke up and said, “Oh yes mom, I’m going to kiss you, and everything else.” We kissed and her mouth and tongue told me that she wasn’t going to stop me. Each kiss was different and took me to unexpected places. Still in disbelief I undid her skirt and said, “I love you mom.”
She said, “I know baby, and I know that’s why you want to have sex with me – God, I hope that’s why you want to have sex with me, because that’s how I feel baby, I want you because I love you.”
I said, “Yes mom, of course it’s because I love, because I’ve always loved you. You have to know that mom.”
She said, “Yes baby, I know it. Tell me what you want.”
I urged her towards the bed and she sat. I said, “I want to look at you mom.” She raised herself slightly and I took my mother’s panties off. She wasn’t wearing stockings, and the creamy, even tone extended from where her feet touched the floor up to her pussy. I put my hands on her knees as she opened her legs without much prompting. I leaned over and kissed the inside of her thigh and then kissed the exhilarating sight before me.