"Thanks Terry. I love that Sound Machine you got me. I slept like a baby again last night. You are such a good son."
"I'm glad you like it. You deserve it." I said to my mom.
I guess I should start from the beginning which was six months ago.
My mom, Cathy, is 50 and still a knockout. She exercises regularly and keeps in shape. She has been a widow for five years now.
My name is Terence but everyone calls me Terry and I am 20 and a college student.
We live in a small house outside of town. It has two bedrooms and two baths and it has a small pool.
My mom has a high pressure job and often comes home stressed out. Many a night she can't sleep.
So, one day I was going to go shopping to see if there was anything I could get her to help her relax and get some sleep.
I asked my friends if they knew of anything that could help her and one of them said to try one of those sound machines that you can select what sounds you want to hear...thunder, ocean, rivers, etc. I was told the sounds are soothing and might help my mom.
I ventured out to the stores and finally found a store that had a beautiful sound machine. The salesman told me that this particular machine is a closeout and he would sell it to me for cost.
I made sure it worked and bought it. He told me to never lose the instructions or get them wet. I didn't think much of what he said and left.
I brought it home and wrapped it up. That night I gave it to my mom.
She was so happy and said she would try it out that night.
I read the instructions which were a bit strange. They said: "If this machine is for a woman, you must first press the sound you want to hear then press the button marked "F" and then power the machine up and enjoy.
I told my mom and she said she would use it that night.
Well, over the next few nights she used the machine and got some great sleep.
After awhile, I noticed changes in her dress and her interaction with me. She became more flirty. She used to dress conservatively in the house. Now she would walk around braless and with just an oversized top that barely covered her panties.
She even clung to me more than before. I didn't mind but I was a little curious as to why the changes in her behavior. Then I thought it must be that she is getting more sleep and relaxing more. I was happy for her.
One day I was having coffee and the instructions for the sound machine were out so I took another look at them.
As I was reading them, I spilled my coffee on them then I remembered what the salesman said "Don't get them wet."
I started drying them off then suddenly big red words appeared on the instructions..."Warning, any woman using this machine as instructed will want to have sex with any man close to her. Use this machine at your own pleasure."
I almost fell off the chair. I figured that is why my mother was changing. The machine is probably giving her subliminal thoughts. I had to make sure.
The next morning when she went to work I set the machine up and put it on. I heard the ocean waves then I started hearing messages..."Seduce your man"... more waves..."Wear less"...more waves..."Fuck him"...There were many others and some were more discreet.
All in all there must have forty subliminal messages that she was receiving every night. That explained everything.
Now, I was in a dilemma. What do I do? Do I tell her? Do I ignore it? Do I go along with it to see how far it goes?
Ever since I can remember, I always had this fantasy of fucking my mother. Maybe I can make this fantasy a reality.
Mom certainly was hot. At 50, she had a hot body, especially her tits. To be honest, I would love to fuck her. So, I decided to see how it all played out
Over the next few days, mom would ask me to sit next to her on the couch. Sometimes her hand rested on my thigh. Other times she would let me get a glimpse of her tits or her ass.
One night she was showering and called out to me. I went upstairs and saw the bathroom door open. I could see my mother's naked body through the glass enclosure.
"What do you want mom?" I asked.
"Terry, will you bring over my towel? It is too far for me to get it without getting the floor soaked."
I grabbed the towel and brought it her. Without any hesitation, she opened the door and took the towel from me and stepped out of the shower like I wasn't there.
I immediately turned away. Then my mom said, "Terry, are you ok? It's your mom. It is ok if you see me naked. I don't mind. Don't be embarrassed. I'm not."
Then she continued as she was drying herself off in front of me, "You know Terry, it is just the two of us. I don't think there should be any secrets between us, including our bodies."
I asked, "What did you have in mind mom?"
She replied, "I think from now on I am going to be naked in the house. It will feel more natural and comfortable. Are you ok with it Terry?"
I looked at her and said, "I don't mind mom as long as you are ok with me looking at you all the time and my getting hard seeing you."
She continued, "You know, I've been thinking about that. I wouldn't mind it one bit if you were naked too. As far as you being hard, I would think that you liked seeing my body and it would make me proud."