“Oh…oh…oh…” was what I kept repeating as I finished unloading into her mouth. I fell back into the sofa and laughed, “You’re something else auntie Vette”
“That was fun, and you’ve got some cock there mister but we still have the ‘Frank problem’ don’t we?”
“I have an idea and I’ll let know how it’s going as soon as I get started on it.”
As I left, we kissed our usual aunt-nephew kiss and I knew that what happened was just a one time ‘afternoon delight’.
After that day with Vette I started putting my ‘Fuckhead Frank’ plan into effect. I also realized how much more I felt for mom than I had realized. One day I tried to tell her without actually saying it. I put my arms around her and looked in her eyes and said, “I love you Linda”.
She stopped for a moment and said, “I love you Dan”.
I held her, “so what are we going to do?”
“Nothing, she smiled sadly, we’re just going to love each other.”
Another day I engaged her in a ‘theoretical’ discussion. “Mom, if two adults love each other, don’t you think that should they should be the ones who decide how to express their love?”
She cast her eyes down and whispered, “I’m not sure Danny”. She answered most of my questions that day that way.
Last week was our birthdays and I suggested we go up to the roof of our apartment house and share a toast at twelve midnight, the exact moment our birthdays meet. It was a warm star filled night. At twelve, we toasted with the last of the wine. I kissed her deeply and cupped her breast rolling my mothers big nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I took her hand and placed it on my swelling cock to show her what she does to me. She gently moved her hand along my length and started breathing in fits and stops.
“Oh Danny, I…I want you to feel this way about me…I want you to want me… because I…”
She never finished the sentence. Her eyes started to fill; she touched my face and turned to go; leaving me staring at the starry dome until dawn.
Last Friday night the chaos began. I was home for the weekend and the ‘Fuckhead’ was getting ready for supper before work. He’d had a few while waiting for mom to finish cooking. He started getting loud about how she was going to make him late and he pulled his hand back and whacked her across her ass. I went nuts. I picked up the big phone book and screamed at him, “Leave her alone you sack of shit”. As he turned to punch me, I swung the book with all my might and caught him on the side of the head with the edge. Down he went. I thought I had killed him until I saw his chest rising with his shallow breaths.
“Come on mom; let’s get out of here now.” We grabbed a few things and jumped in the car, driving out of the city to an out of the way motel.
As soon as we closed the door behind us we fell into each others arms. Mom kissed me hard and long over and over. She got my cock out of my pants and started stoking it. I stopped her. “Are you sure about this mom?”
“Yes Danny I’m sure. I’ve always been sure. It’s what I’ve wanted for so long but I knew that if I started, I wouldn’t be able to stop. I knew I would never be able to let you go and I was afraid that it wouldn’t be fair to you.”