Millie Robinson was living the good life now. Though her husband’s passing would always be a point of sadness, she had found other men to fill her life. Her sex life was better than ever. Being sixty-five wasn’t a problem. Never had she enjoyed more and such varied sex! She had just taken a marvelously fun trip with one of her men-friends, Dan, and had the time of her life! Her son, Joe, was supposed to keep an eye on her house, so all was well.

Finally coming home after two weeks, Millie had a visit from Joe, who was checking in on her to see how she was doing. When he had visited the town a week ago to check up on her house and make sure everything was good, he had experienced an amazing three-way with both his girlfriend, Chris, and her best friend, Lori. Now he was looking to enjoy Chris’s charms, and if that didn’t happen, to bang Lori. [See: “Joe’s Redneck Three-Way” story for background]

Now he, ostensibly, had come back to see how his mom was doing and welcome her back home. In reality, he was using this trip as an excuse to spend some time with his girlfriend, Chris.

At his mom’s home Joe engaged in all the usual family chat and catching up, and then obligatory viewing of the pics she took on her trip, usually featuring Dan, the guy who took her on the trip, and a sometimes scantily-clad Millie. Joe noted how sexy his mom looked in those photos. It was obvious that Millie felt sexually confident with her body and that she didn’t dress like the mother of his youth.

Afterward, he took her out to dinner and more conversation. Finally, they made their way back home. In a mellow mood, Millie beckoned her son to sit down and talk. But first, she poured herself a glass of the wine she had acquired on her trip and asked Joe if he wanted a drink. Joe didn’t care for wine, and Millie didn’t have any beer, but she produced a partial bottle of Crown Royal that had been her husband's favorite drink. Joe gladly acceded and poured himself a drink. Soon both of them were feeling rather mellow.

Millie was dressed summer-casual and just wearing tight white shorts that showed off her tanned legs nicely, and a sleeveless top that clung to her torso. This top also showed off her small boobs nicely as well. She was a trim, very attractive senior citizen.

“Joe, I happened to talk to my neighbor, Lori, this morning, and she told me she met you when you came to check up on my house,” Millie began.

“Yeah, I did. She is a great girl and very friendly. I’m glad you have such nice neighbors,” Joe replied.

Millie continued, “Well, Lori told me that you and she, plus Christine Jensen, had a nice cook-out that evening. And I got to admit that I’m curious about that. In my day—oh god, I sound so old—in my day a happily married man didn’t enjoy a little party with two unmarried women. Mind you, I think Lori is wonderful, but Christine does have a reputation around her for being wild. Or at least she used to. So satisfy my curiosity about this?”

“Okay, I’d admit it probably doesn’t look good,” Joe said in his defense, then continued, “But as you know, Ann and I aren’t exactly ‘happily’ married, in fact, the opposite is true. So when a nice gal that I went to high school with showed some interest in me, I guess I was weak. I just wanted to enjoy a nice time with a couple of nice women.”

Joe elaborated further, “I’ve known Christine from high school and she is a good woman. She used to be wild, but she has now mellowed and settled down. I think the girls were as lonely as I was. I just didn’t think that grilling some steaks and having a couple of beers with them was a bad thing. Especially considering what Ann is doing with every guy she meets.”

“I’m not judging you, son. But we have a reputation in this town and I worry as a mother. So tell me about what Ann is up to, son,” Millie replied.

“Ah shit, mom, she is out screwing around all the time. I just don’t love her anymore. It's so bad that the only sex in our house is what she and one of her boyfriends have,” Joe told her, semi-truthfully.

Millie had known about the marital problems in her son’s house. Debbie, her granddaughter, had told her. She had described her mom’s actions and rumors of her sleeping around. The way innocent Debbie described her actions left little doubt that Ann was fucking around on her son. And the way she treated Debbie was shameful. It was as if she was so insecure that she thought her daughter to be a rival. Perhaps she could find a good woman for Joe and speed up the divorce. That was a pleasant thought.

“I’ve never really liked her, honestly. A little too flighty for my taste and way too self-centered. She loves to show off her big tits that she is so proud of, so I’m not surprised that it's gone this far. I’m sorry you aren’t getting any love from her. So why don’t you divorce her?” Millie asked.

“I want to wait until Debbie is eighteen. Until then I guess I have to put up with her shit and no sex. Ah, shit, I shouldn’t be talking about my sex life with my mother, should I? Must be the booze,” Joe told his mom.

Millie, who had just drained another glass, said, “Nah, it's okay. We’re all adults now. If you want to talk about sex and fucking, it’s okay…oops, I shouldn’t have said ‘fucking’.”

Switching tracks, Mille said, “I also talked to my friend, Jack, the butcher shop owner, and he said you dropped by.”

“Yup, I bought some steaks from him. And by the way, I heard that you have your share of men friends. Jack was mentioned, and of course, there is Dan, and I heard there are others too. Sounds like you are getting over dad, finally,” Joe replied.

Blushing, Millie explained, “I finally decided to get over mourning for your father. He wouldn’t want that. He told me to date and have fun after he passed. And I do have some nice guy friends to do stuff with.”

“Judging from some of those pics, you and Dan were pretty close for just being ‘friends’. If I didn’t know better, I’d say that my mom was being a little naughty with him. Not that there is anything wrong with you having a sex life, one of us needs to have one,” Joe said with a salacious grin.

“Oh my god, son! Are you asking about my sex life? You naughty boy! Well, I can tell you that I have no complaints in that department. I think it makes me feel twenty again, or at least thirty,” Millie said with a twinkle in her eye.

Inhibitions removed by the Crown in him, Joe opined, “Mom, you are still hot and sexy at sixty-five. I can’t see any reason why you should live like a nun just because you are single again. I’m glad you are going for it. God knows you still look very sexy, even to a guy my age.”

“Oh you think I’m hot and sexy do you?” Millie retorted with a gleam in her eye.

“Oh shit, mom, I mean…uh…well yeah. I do think you are hot and sexy and have a nice body. I guess that sounds perverted, but it's true. You make guys hot,” Joe blubbered, tripped up by his words.

And Joe knew exactly how hot she looked naked. He had watched her fuck one of her lovers, Jason, unawares from a window. And had jacked off to the taboo scene in front of him. Joe remembered how much he wanted to fuck her at that moment. [See: “Joe Watches Millie Fuck”]

“Oh I’m glad you think an old lady like me is still hot,” Millie said as she crossed and uncrossed her bare legs and bent forward, leaning closer to her son.

“I think that you are quite handsome as well. I may just be your mother, but I think that Ann is stupid to do what she is doing with other men when she has a husband like you. If you take after your dad, you are quite the stud in bed. If Lori or Christine, knew what a stud I’m sure you are, I’m surprised they didn’t fuck you,” Millie told her son, feeling the effects of the wine, and surprisingly, her sexual desires welling up.

Looking at Joe, she could see a younger version of her husband in him. And with that, she remembered the great sex they had enjoyed at his age. She knew that she often became horny when she had been drinking, but this time the idea of what it would be like to have her son, with his resemblance to his father, fuck her, was making her wet. She could imagine his body on hers, and his cock inside of her. “I need to get a hold of myself,” she thought to herself. Usually, she would have had one of her guy friends over this night for sex, but when Joe arrived she had to cancel. Millie told herself that this was why she was horny.

“Well, thank you, mom. I’m glad someone thinks so. And also thinks I’d be a stud in bed. I’m glad that you and dad had such a good sex life. I hope the guys you are dating now are…well…I hope you are enjoying them as well. You deserve it,” Joe said, stuttering over the obvious inference.

“You can say it, Joe. You hope I’m enjoying getting fucked by these old guy friends of mine. I know that’s dirty for your mom to say, but it is what it is. So yes, I’m enjoying getting fucked by them these days. My sex life has never been better or more varied. No worries about pregnancy or periods and the guys I date are all financially set. They are also all single, just in case you are wondering. I’ve tried things in bed I never knew much about before. I wish I had known that stuff when your dad was alive. He would have enjoyed me doing that stuff with him very much!” Millie prattled on with a gleam in her eye.

Then she continued talking about her sex life, “You probably think I’m a slut after hearing this. But if I am, I don’t care. Nobody is getting hurt and all of the guys are having fun. They all realize that they aren’t the only ones. I might settle down with one of them someday, but until then, I’m enjoying life and sex. I bet you never guessed that your mom was such a dirty old lady!”

“No, I didn’t. I was worried about you being lonely, but I like the fact that you have a great sex life. I like how free you are about sex now. I love that you’re telling me all about your sex life. I’m glad one of us has one. But aren’t you worried about the other people in town and the gossip?” Joe asked.

“Fuck ‘em. I try to be discreet, but if they don’t know what a good woman and wife I’ve been all these years, then fuck ‘em—oh god I’m a foul-mouthed bitch when I’m drinking—anyway it's been fun and as you can tell, I’ve been able to get away from here, travel, and have amazing sex in a lot in interesting places because of it. I even got screwed as I was bent over the rail of our balcony on a cruise and had the neighbors in the cabin next door see me. And we didn’t even stop then!” Millie replied, floating high and feeling no pain because of the wine.

Continuing, she told her son, Joe, “I wish that you could meet some good woman and have some great sex. Somebody like Lori down the street. Hmmm…maybe I could arrange that. This business of being married to Ann and going without sex is bullshit. You have needs and they need to be taken care of. If I wasn’t your mom, I’d screw the daylights out of you right now!”

“Jeez, mom, I wish you could. I need it so bad and I’m so horny all the time. If you weren’t my mom I would screw you in a heartbeat. I mean it!” Joe told Millie.

At this moment Millie reached for her wine glass and missed, bumping and spilling it. Though nearly empty, it spilled its contents on the end table. Both Millie and Joe stood up in a hurry to grab a towel to mop it up, but Millie was feeling the effects of the alcohol and stumbled. Fortunately, Joe caught her in his open arms and their two bodies came together in what ended up being an embrace. Strangely, neither wanted to break the hug. Both were enjoying the feel of each other’s body against theirs. After all the sex talk, especially after both of them admitted that if they weren’t mother and son, they would love to fuck each other, the embrace felt highly sexual in its intensity.

Joe finally sat his mother back down and went and grabbed some paper towels to mop up the spill. When it was cleaned up, he sat next to his mom on the sofa.

“I’m sorry. I guess I’ve drunk a bit too much wine and am getting sloppy,” Millie said apologetically.

Putting his hand on her bare upper thigh above her knee, Joe consoled her, “Nah, it's all good, pour yourself another glass. Might as well drink up. We ain’t got nothing else to do.”

Millie poured some more wine into her glass. More than ever she began to entertain the thought of having sex with her grown son. What could that hurt? His marriage was a shambles and he was so lost. Since her husband’s untimely passing, she had become quite promiscuous and kinky. And she enjoyed that. Why not do the taboo and fuck her son?

She was starting to get sloppy, but that might be a good thing. She could use being drunk as an excuse for her actions in trying to seduce him if it failed. And if it succeeded and he had regrets later, they could always blame their actions on being drunk. Slowly a plan began to form in her head.

Joe was also thinking incestuous thoughts. He couldn’t get the picture of his mom fucking Jason out of his head, and their close bodily contact was heady. But his mom would likely never go for it. She couldn’t be as perverted as he was. He had no qualms about incest, having already participated in it to a degree with his daughter, Debbie. Even if he could get her to do what Debbie did, it would be nice. Masturbate him or suck him. Maybe some mutual masturbation at least. He already knew his mom sucked cock nicely.

“So what do you do to relieve yourself?” Millie asked, “Do you masturbate like you did when you were sixteen looking at your dad’s Penthouses? After all, it's only natural.”

“Mom!” Joe protested, “Geez, that's a personal question! But yeah, I have done some of that. But how did you know I used to do that?”

Millie replied, “I saw you a couple of times doing it. Plus, there were cum soiled tissues in your garbage can and the magazine you had filched was under your mattress. I used to look through them and try to figure out what girls you were jacking off to. I figured the ones with big tits. And when you married Ann, I knew I was right. Nobody jacks off to little tits like mine.”

“Yup, I can see how you knew. I guess I wasn’t as smart as I thought I was. So why didn’t you stop me?” Joe asked.

“I figured that it was only natural, and it stands to reason that if both your mom and dad both liked sex that you would too. Besides, have you ever thought that your dad and I used to look at his dirty mags to get us in the mood for sex? Every month, when a new issue would arrive, we’d look at it in bed together or read the Stories section in it. That would make us so horny that, pretty quick, we were screwing each other’s brains out. Hell, I even used to masturbate to some of the stuff in his porn mags—so why be a hypocrite and stop you from doing the same?” Millie confessed.

Joe replied, “Oh my god! I never knew! Holy shit, you two were so hot! I had no idea!”

Millie queried, “Does it shock you to know that your mom was such a dirty little wife? That I and your dad used to do all sorts of dirty sex stuff? He used to call me his dirty little slut. Now I guess that has finally become true. I am.”

Joe replied, “I guess it does surprise me. But you are and always have been so sexy and good-looking, and I think that it's great that you and dad had such a great sex life. And that you still are having a good sex life. And by the way, mom, I think that you have nice tits to jack off to, even though they are little. Oh shit! I probably shouldn’t have said that. Too much Crown Royal.”

Millie replied, “I think we’re both getting a little fucked up. I probably shouldn’t be telling my son all this stuff about my sex life, but it's kind of fun! I guess it's all out in the open about what a dirty little slut your mamma is now! (Millie laughs drunkenly). But how do you know that I’ve got nice tits to jack...