A long time seemed to pass. They didn’t really speak further. It was not like they could talk about football or video games right at that moment. The silence got uncomfortable as it dragged on, but they stayed where they were, laying on top of their beds.
After a long wait the door opened. The two women stepped inside, standing side by side and also wearing towels. They stood in the door for a while, looked at each other and then leaned in to whisper something. They both smiled nervously, and turned to one bed each.
Matt didn’t notice at first. He looked toward the ceiling as they drew closer, trying to psych himself up. Not until she reached his bed and he heard Rick’s voice did he notice something was off.
“Um, Mom?” Rick said, sounding unsure.
Matt lay perfectly still, watching his mother climb into bed with him, straddling him over his towel. Her own fell to the side as she brushed it off, revealing her perfect body.
“Mom?” Matt echoed his friend.
She leaned forward on top of him, bringing her breasts closer in the process. He marveled at how firm they were, even without the support of a bra.
“Tell me if you want me to stop sweetie…” his mother whispered as she lay down on top of him, nibbling his ear and kissing his cheek.
Matt was dumbfounded. The room was well lit, they had decided not to turn the lights off. So then why, if she hadn’t mistaken him for Rick? He turned to his friend and found the same scene playing out in the other bed. His mother was laying on top of him, already making out with her son and seeming to enjoy it.
His own mother took hold of his chin and turned him back toward her. There was a different look to his mother’s face than he was used to. He thought she looked hungry, and she looked at him as if he was the piece of meat she wanted.
“Son,” she said slowly. “I want you to know we can stop anytime you want, or… or you could kiss me now.”
She looked at him with pain in her eyes as she waited for his answer. Matt made up his mind.
He placed his arms around his mother’s back, pushed her toward him and met her lips to taste her sweet flavor. She moaned imminently as their lips met, communicating her satisfaction at his choice.
Matt enjoyed the feeling of her on top of him immensely. The sensation of her breasts mashed against him and the movements of her body as they let loose their lust for each other was intoxicating. He was suddenly aware of his aching erection, uncomfortably trapped inside the bath towel wrapped around his waist.
“Mmm-mom! Wait.” He pushed her off him for a moment, to her great disappointment. She smiled however, when she saw her son fight to remove the restrictive cloth she was sitting on.
“Let me help you with that honey,” she said sweetly and climbed off to give him a hand.
**
Jen unwrapped the towel as eagerly as if it was a present, and in a way it was. Her long awaited present. She marveled at the hard manhood that sprung free. Nothing would have stopped her now, but she was pleased to find it an impressive sight. She wasn’t sure exactly how it compared to Rick’s but it certainly seemed more beautiful to her.