This is the 12
th
chapter of the series; I recommend starting at the beginning.
Mom and I worked together to get the cattle and horses squared away, when we finished with the Gentry ranch, we came back to our barn.
"We made pretty quick work of that Mom, I'm gonna unload this feed off old Suzie, why don't you go get a shower and put something pretty on and we can grab a sandwich at Dicky's since the girls aren't back yet." I offered.
"I'm gonna stay and help, baby, then I'll get cleaned up. It feels good to get my old muscles a workout. It'll help get some flab off." She countered.
"I chuckled, I ain't never seen an ounce of flab on you in my entire life, Mom. Don't even talk about old, you look better than the girls I went to school with, but suit yourself, if you want to throw feed with me, I'd enjoy the company."
I drop Suzie's tail gate and we got busy stacking the feed in the feed room. I was impressed with Mom's strength, she didn't faulter one bit tossing the feed sacks into place.
Once we finished Mom turned to me and said, "That felt good to do a little honest labor, and I'm proud that I was able to keep up. I might even have out worked you a bit, you seem a little distracted." She teased.
I chuckled as I shook my head, "I think that was your plan all along. It's a little hard to stay focused with the pretty scenery bumping into me the whole time."
Mom giggled and wrapped me in a hug.
"You may want to keep your distance; I smell like an old boar."
"Nah, you smell like a cowboy, and I can't resist a hard work'in cowboy!" she said and then got on her tip toes and kissed my lips. "Let's go to the house and see if they're home, maybe we can still grab a burger if not."
I followed her to the house, and I had no doubt she exaggerated her switching hips the whole way. When she climbed the steps to the porch, she looked back unexpectedly and caught me staring. She giggled and trotted on into the house, leaving me red faced.
I stopped in the kitchen and chugged some water and made my way to the hall bathroom to shower up. I could hear mom down the hallway singing a tune. I shed my shirt and pants and leaned in to start the shower. I was about to thumb my boxer briefs down when Mom stuck her head in the room. The first thing I noticed was that her arm was across her boobs, puddling them on her chest under a white towel.
"Jack, you don't need to use this little shower anymore, remember, you are the man of the house now. The man of the house uses the master bath."
I reluctantly looked from the mile of cleavage up to her pretty face. She had her signature crooked smile and a sparkle in her dazzling blue eyes.
"Oh, yeah, ok, I thought you were using the other shower." I croaked.
"I'm not quite ready yet, but you have to change your mind set about these things. The man of the house and the lady of the house share the master bedroom and bath, now I realize that there are others who will be using them also, but they are primarily ours to share, so move your toiletries to our bathroom and get your shower already!" She grinned.
I blinked a couple of times processing and said, "Oh, yeah, right, I'll be there in a minute." I stuttered.
Mom just watched from the doorway holding her towel in place as I grabbed my razor and deodorant and toothbrush. I moved to the door just in time to see her turn to lead the way. She was only covering her front with the towel, and I was now watching her bare ass jiggle back and forth as she headed to her room. She entered the room and glanced over her shoulder and busted me ogling her butt again. With a grin, she stepped out of sight in her room. I started for her room again after shaking my head, when I entered, Mom was sitting at her vanity table fiddling around but still holding the towel in place. I was staring at her toned bare back and her pretty little ass perched on her vanity stool. I glanced up before I turned to the bathroom, and we locked eyes in the mirror. Her pretty blue eyes were boring into mine as corners of her mouth turned up slightly. I blushed and moved without a word to the bathroom.
I placed my toiletries on the bathroom counter and pulled my boxer briefs off, I slipped into the shower and started the spray. I got the temperature adjusted to my liking and stepped under the shower head to wet myself down. A million thoughts were going through my head now, my mother's display of the last few minutes gave me a throbbing boner. I could not get those images to leave my mind. I couldn't think straight, I was either going to have to make this a cold shower or blow a load down the shower drain if I ever wanted to get control of myself. The master bathroom shower had three tile walls and the wall that separated it from the rest of the bathroom was constructed of glass block. It was big enough to hold about six people. It had two shower heads with an opening in the glass wall furthest from the shower controls.
I decided that a cold shower was far less appealing than emptying my nuts in the drain. I knew it would take only minutes to get the job done, so I figured I had time before Mom complained. I side stepped from the shower head and grabbed a bottle of mom's hair conditioner, squirting a dollop in my palm. I turned my back to the door and began squeezing and stroking my dick while a running a loop of naked images of Mom played in my mind. I could feel my orgasm start to rise and then she peeked her head in the shower.
"Baby are you ............" Mom stuttered.
I froze in place for a second, then slowly turned my head to see her looking at me with just her head visible to me. Our eyes were fixed on each other. We held each other's gaze for only seconds but seemed like days, and then she spoke quietly. "Wait.....Baby......Don't." She said at almost a whisper.
She stepped from behind the wall that was hiding her and stopped. I remember my eyes falling from her face and traveling to her big boobs, that were gently swaying to a stop. Her silver dollar areolas were crinkled with tiny bumps. Her nipples fat and erect. My eyes then traveled further, following her pale, toned tummy all the way down to that little raven colored tuft of fur, riding just above her cleft. Traveling lower I seen her well sculpted legs, leading to dainty little feet, capped off with her brightly painted toes. My eyes darted back up to the ankle bracelet, sparkling on her right ankle. The image from the basement flooded back and stirred a tingle in my nut sack.
"Don't...." was all she whispered again.
My brows furrowed, "Mom?"
"Let go of it baby......don't." she repeated as looked toward my hand.
I released my grip on my cock and said, "Mom.... I...I...can't help it, I'm.... sorry...."
"SHH...SHH...SHH...baby, it's ok."
I was now turned in profile to her and she locked eyes on my cock, jutting obscenely from my groin. Slowly she crept toward me, eyes never leaving my dick. Her right nipple bumped into my arm, and she reached to my hips and turned me away from her. Mom took a half step closer, once my back was turned to her, she touched her hard nipples to my back, wrapping her arms around my waist.
"Mom, I'm totally in love with you, I know it is stupid to say since it's been just a few days since everything happened, but it's true. I just can't...."
"SHH...SHH...SHH, baby... it's ok, I know, and it's not stupid, it's wonderful, it's perfect."
"Mom, I..."
"Baby, I know, I know. I'm in love with you same as the girls are, like a wife to her husband. Jack, I love you." Her dainty little hand circled my cock and stroked slowly. "I'm gonna take care of you right now, but we have to wait for the rest, baby." She said looking up over my shoulder where our gaze met.
Her right hand continued its slow stroke, and I felt her left snake down and gently cradle the weight of my balls. She began to shift her weight from her right foot to her left, making her fat, puffy, erect nipples scratch my back, one inch to the right, one inch to the left, one inch to the right, one inch to the left. "Oh my God Mom, oh...... Jesus.... I'm gonna cum.... You're gonna make me cum." I groaned.