“Mom! Don’t say that, I’ve never been happier, don’t ruin it for me. We should be celebrating. It’s my eighteenth birthday, and I finally lost my virginity. Hooray!”
Holy Fuck! She had no idea he was still a virgin, not that she’d given it much thought. This was not going the way she wanted. What to do now? It’s not like she didn’t enjoy it. Hell, when was the last time she got that much pleasure out of a sexual encounter? “I’m sorry, it’s just that I’m feeling a little guilty, you know… for letting things get out of hand. And, I didn’t realize you were a virgin.”
“Don’t Mom, I don’t feel guilty. I was thinking, maybe… well, maybe you could help me out with a couple of things.”
“Like what?”
“Well, you know… like when we were out on the field and you were bowing down.”
“Yes?” How could she forget his warm tongue caressing her pussy.
“I really liked that, but it was so dark. I couldn’t see anything.”
“Mmmm,” she said, contemplating her next response. Far from putting an end to this, she was on the verge of agreeing to even more, this time while he could see what he was doing. Could she strip for her son? Fuck! Her desire for him was overruling what little self control she had left.
“I don’t know, haven’t you seen a woman naked before?”
“Sure, I’ve seen lots, on the internet.”
“No, I don’t mean on the computer, I mean a woman, in person.”
He laughed, “Who’s going to do that for me?”
“There are plenty of eligible girls out there, just waiting for a nice guy like you.” After her words were out, she felt a sudden pang of guilt, knowing that his experience with girls was just the opposite.
“Mom, you’re confusing me with Justin. Girls don’t give me a second look.”
She pulled the car into the driveway and was eager to wind up the conversation for fear of being drawn into another episode if it continued inside the house. “Okay,” she said, “I’m going to the spa tomorrow morning, maybe after that we can… well, you know… If we’re alone, I’ll give you a little peek. But, that’s all.”
“Mom, you’re the best.”