I entered my house and moved through the dark kitchen. I could see the glow of the T.V. and followed it. As I entered the living room the couch faced away from me. I didn't see Mom, so I started to turn for the hallway. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the end of the belt to Moms robe, hanging over the back of the couch. I re-directed my steps to go around the couch. Once I cleared the end of the couch I froze in place.
Mom was laying on her right side asleep. She had her right arm curled under her head and her left arm resting on her hip. Her legs were curled up, so she was somewhat in the fetal position. What made me freeze in place was the fact that her robe wasn't closed all the way. The flap of her robe that should have been covering her right boob had fallen open. There was a lot of her boob showing, the robe just barely covered her areola.
I just stared at her beauty for a few moments, then I came to my senses. I ever so gently pulled the flap of her robe up to cover her boob. I stood deciding if I should wake her or not, I noticed a mostly empty bottle of wine on the coffee table and a wine glass next to it with about a swallow left in it.
In her boredom, awaiting my arrival, apparently, she had started drinking. I knelt and gently shook her shoulder, softly calling to her. Immediately her robe flap fell back down, but this time exposing her entire right boob. I was awe struck by the color, shape and curve of her breast. Her nipple stood proudly from her chest, her areola and nipple were a very light pink. In fact, the wasn't much color contrast from her boob and nipple. I quickly re-adjusted her robe and called to her again.
Her eyes blinked a few times before she finally forced them open. Mom's signature crooked smile appeared on her face and she whispered, "Hi baby."
I reached to her hands to pull her up right and said softly, "Hey Mom, looks like you pooped out waiting on me, sorry I took so long."
As I pulled her up right her robe again fell open and this time, I was afforded a view of both of her boobs in all their glory. I stared as they wobbled to a stop on her chest, and instantly my dick was filling with blood.
Mom was obviously drunk, she didn't take notice that her tits were on display. Still smiling at me, she said "Whoa, I think I had to much wine." I chuckled and reach to her and closed her robe again and said, "I think you may be right." Her eyes widened as she realized her state of dress.
"Shit, sorry baby, I'm sorry. The wine has gone to my head, I Think."
I reached behind her still chuckling and grabbed the belt and secured it around her waist and said, "It's all good Mom, I think your ready for bed though."
"I think so too, but we didn't get to spend time together" she pouted.
"We can spend tomorrow together if you want Mom." I replied.
"Baby, I think I may need a little help getting to my room." She giggled.
I pulled her to stand with me and swiftly swept her up in my arms, cradling her. She turned into me wrapping her arms around my neck, and with a shriek said into my neck, "My big strong man!"
I cradled her all the way to the bedroom where I sat her on the side of the bed. As I turned to her dresser, I said, "Sit tight Mom, I'll get you a nighty." In the mirror above her dresser, I seen Mom stand and turn at a profile and shimmy out of her robe. I stood frozen once more watching her tits wobble to a stop on her chest. I turned in shock, just in time to watch her crawl up on the bed, her little pink walnut peaked at me from between her heart shaped ass cheeks, at every shift of her hips, her boobs swaying side to side.
She slid under the sheet and pulled it up enough to cover her nipples and said with a wink, "No need baby, I like sleeping nude." I stood with a blank expression on my face, wondering if my drunken Mom was flirting, or just too drunk to understand her actions.
"Oh, OK Mom, Good night," I croaked.
I started for the door and she called to me, "Jack, baby, come and cuddle for a bit, I don't want you to go yet."
I turned toward her and said, "Mom, you need sleep."
She patted the bed next to her and said, "I will sleep, but stay and cuddle until I fall asleep, please baby."
I was now worried that if I was close to her, she may detect the huge boner I was sporting. "Mom, your naked under there, I should just go." I worried.
"Bay-bee, you can stay on top of the covers and cuddle with me, its ok." She said patting the bed again.
I took a deep breath and exhaled, moving around the bed. When I climbed on the bed, she cupped her tits holding the sheet in place, puddling them on her chest and creating a deep line of cleavage.
"You can take your shirt off baby you never sleep with a shirt." She whispered. I pulled the shirt over my head and laid back on the bed.
Mom rolled into me on her side, laying her head in the crook of my shoulder and said, "See, this is nice." I immediately felt the warmth and the weight of her sheet covered boob against my side. The tent was now obvious in my shorts, and I'm pretty sure Mom seen it. She rolled into me a bit more throwing her thigh on my hip and snaking her leg down to nestle against my calf. My dick bounced in my shorts at the near miss her thigh made with my boner.
Mom let out a sigh and was soon softly asleep. I awoke in the wee hours of morning, trying to get my bearings. I soon pieced together that I was in my parents room, and that I was sporting a very impressive and aching morning boner.
