By Miss Anonna
“Mom!” Hollered Seth as I was laying in the bathtub, soaking up the fresh salts I had just bought earlier. “Can Jesse spend the night?” He crept into the bathroom with a big grin on his face and sat at the edge of the tub. “Pleeeeeeeeeeze?” He begged and held his hands up as if he were praying to the Heavens to make it happen. “We want to watch this scary movie that’s on Showtime and it’s supposed to be awesome.
“I thought you were hanging out at work after he got off.” I bellowed and sat up just enough to let my nipples bob in and out of the water and lay my head back against the cold porcelain. “What am I supposed to do? I was going to pig out on ice cream and watch Lifetime.” I noticed Seth was only half listening as my eyes were closed and when I peeked out of my right eye my own 17 year old son was staring at my breasts as if he had never seen them before.
Seth had been in the bathroom many times while I was relaxing but he was getting older and more and more curious. We had sex talks here and there but as a single mother I just didn’t always know what to say. He walks around the house in his boxers and nothing seems to bother him at all but I did teach him that the body is something beautiful and should not be coveted. Unable to practice what I teach, I caught him the other day masturbating in his room and found myself watching him in awe. I had chalked it up to the love a mother has for a son and the realization that he is becoming a man, not to mention he was built like his father, muscular and well endowed.
“Ice cream! Awesome!” He shouted as he raised his hands into the air. “You can watch it with us if you want.” He stated. “Besides, Jesse loves you and you know that. You’re like the coolest mom ever! Hey! Let’s do a scary night sleepover like we used to do when I was younger.”
“Don’t you think you’re a little old for that. I’m not sure I want to hang around some 17 year olds popping boners all over the place.” I said sternly. Seth broke out into a hysteria of laughter and moments later I had to join him because it sounded so ridiculous, but I was serious. I also think Jesse had a crush on me by the way he gives me those Eddie Haskel smiles and I’ve caught him checking out my ass several times, but he was like another son to me as he and Seth have known each other for years and still remained friends even after they found out I snuck out once or twice with Jesse’s father who was quite a stud back then and knew what he was doing when it came to pleasing a woman.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Mom, it will be just like the old days.” He said with a smug look on his face that no Mother can resist. He obviously treasured his upbringing and how could I possible deny him a repeat. I should have listened to my instincts that evening instead of falling into the “Good ol’ days” feeling that I did because we got out the blankets, put them on the floor, broke out the ice cream and watched our scary movie.
I don’t know how many times I grabbed my son or Jesse because I was so frightened and I know at least one time when I grabbed onto Jesse and his hand went right onto my breast which wasn’t good because, like a fool, I had put on my long tee shirt and undies and that was it! I wasn’t thinking, I suppose, when I lay down with the boys that I was a middle aged, attractive, well endowed woman constantly grabbing onto these two young horny boys. Several times I remember something bumping my leg or one of the boys coping a quick feel but honestly, I thought I was just being paranoid at the time because there was a moment when I was tickling my son and I distinctly felt his cock rub against my hand and it was solid like a rock and I couldn’t shake the weird feeling I had at the moment somewhere between disgusted and turned on. There’s a fine line a woman nearing menopause has to walk sometimes.
We had all fallen asleep and I woke to the sounds of some infomercial and I quickly felt around for the remote. Not to my surprise I found the hard cock of my son in my hand and I quickly released it and quit moving. I slowly turned my head to look at him and he was sound asleep, just my little baby boy. I moved my hand towards my leg and the remote fell right into my hand. I pulled my hand from under the cover and pointed it at the TV, pushed the mute button and let the light of the TV light my way.