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Author's Note
Hello, readers! This is a single-chapter story that might get more in the future. For now, it is as it is. Hope you enjoy it!
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If you have a problem with the size of the MC, I am using what I actually am. It will be like that for all my stories.-
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I was in my room, gaming on my computer like most nights. I heard my door open.
"Hey there Tommy, I brought you a snack." Mom said as she walked over to my desk to put it down next to me.
"Thanks, Mom." I put my hand out to grab the plate from her, not knowing she was already in the process of putting it down. I was looking at the screen. But this didn't feel like a plate, it was squishy. Did I grab what was on the plate? I looked away from the screen to see Mom half bent down ready to put the plate down, frozen in place, her eyes shocked. My hand... what grabbing her boob. I looked at her face then back to where my hand was, then back to her face. It finally registered what was happening. I quickly pulled my hand away and mouthed, "I'm sorry," and looked back at the screen. I could feel her still staring at me. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she put the plate down.
"Now, don't stay up too late. You may be out of school, but you still need to sleep." She kissed me on the cheek and left my room.
I breathed a sigh of relief. Wow, she wasn't mad. She must have realized it was an accident. I thought she was going to flip out. I never thought about it before, but Mom has nice boobs. The one I felt was nice and soft. Wait, no, that's your Mom. Stop thinking like that. I shook my head, took a bite of my sandwich, and went back to playing.
As I was playing my game, my mind kept wandering back to that event. I couldn't help it. I was picturing Mom differently now. My friends all say she is hot. Even at 48, she was still in good shape. Her boob did feel nice, even through a shirt. I felt guilty I was thinking this way about her. I shook my head again, turned my PC off, and went to bed. Hopefully, by morning I will forget about this.
I had a dream of the same event, only Mom wasn't wearing a shirt this time. I noise woke me up from it. Mom came into my room to get my laundry.
"Sorry to wake you, it's already 11 and I wanted to get everything done." She said in a little bit of a rush.
"No worries, Mom," I say to her, trying to stay covered because I was sporting morning wood. As she was grabbing stuff, I couldn't help but look at her. All I can think is, "Wow, she is hot." She is about 5'6", with blond hair past her shoulders in a ponytail, I can only guess D-cup boobs, I don't know for sure. I try to shake the thought from my head again. Was hard though, she is wearing a tank top with no bra, and short jean shorts. It's what she normally dresses when it's hot, she had no reason to think it would affect me. I sigh again.
"Everything alright, sweetie?" Mom asked me.
"I'm fine, just tired and need to pee," I answered.
"You have your own bathroom, you can go anytime."
"Yeah, but... I just woke up." I say nervously.
"Yeah, so?" She pauses looking at my face. Then it hit her, "Ohhhh, sorry. I've almost got everything." Picking up my clothes from last night I threw on the floor before going to bed. "There, now you can go, "relieve" yourself." She said with a little laugh and left my room.
I just shook my head. For her, it was like any other day. For me though, I couldn't stop thinking about her. I never thought anything sexual about my Mom before, but after last night, it has me thinking. I got up and took a cold shower. I wanted to masturbate, but I would just feel guilty about it right now.
I went downstairs to get some food and Mom was on a step-ladder putting some things away in the top cabinet.
"Perfect timeing, Tommy. Come help keep me steady."
"Sure," I say as I go over to her and put my hands on her hips. This happens often, I'm usually the only one home at this time and I help her a lot around the house. This time, I was actively looking at her ass. It was starting to make me hard again.
"Damn it, can't get it in, I'm too short for these tall cabinets, even on a step-ladder. No wonder I don't use things up here." Mom was struggling. She went up on her tippy toes to reach, and she slipped.
"I got you!" I say as I slow her landing on the step below.
"Whew, thanks, sweetie." I was holding her to make sure she was steady, "You can let go now." I became aware of where my hand was. When I went to catch her my hand went under her tank top, my hand was right on her boob, I could feel her nipple!
"Sorry!" I say as I quickly move my hand away.
"Thanks for catching me." She said with a smile. Again, she wasn't mad. It was an accident after all. Though, if it happens again, she will definitely think I was trying to touch her. "Would you like me to make you anything?" Mom asked.
"I was just going to eat cereal," I answered.
"I think I'm going to rest for a bit and watch TV. You can join me if you want."
"Sure, Mom. I'll just get my cereal and join you." She nodded as she went to the living room. I made my bowl of cereal and headed to the couch.
I sat, probably one person away from her. I was trying to hide my hard-on I still had. How could I not, I not only touched Mom's bare boob, but her nipple too. I tried focusing on the TV while I ate my cereal.
When I was done eating, I put the bowl down on the coffee table and leaned back on the couch. Mom saw and scooted closer to me and leaned against me with her head on my shoulder. Again, normal everyday interaction. Also again, I was still hard, I just hope she didn't notice.
After a few minutes, I think she fell asleep. She is usually very active in the morning doing everything, she must have been tired. I, on the other hand, started to have a naughty thought. To look down her tank top. I had accidentally felt them, I wanted to see them now. Lightly shaking my head, trying to get it out of my head and be a good Son...
I couldn't resist, not after what happened. I looked over at Mom, looking down her tank top. I couldn't see her nipple, but man her boobs looked amazing. I wish I could get a better look. The way she is leaning on me, her boob is resting on my right arm. If I acted like I had an itch... could I touch her again? If she woke up I'll just tell her I had an itch.
I slowly brought my left hand to my right wrist. Then slowly moving it up my arm to right before where her boob was resting on me. I moved one finger, slowly moving it over her boob. She didn't stir, but her nipples started to harden. I wanted to touch it, I don't know what has come over me. I slowly rub my finger to her nipple.
"Mmmm," Came from her, I quickly moved my hand back to my arm. She didn't wake, thank god. But she snuggled more into me and put her right hand on my leg. In doing so, her nipple is now resting on my fingers, trapped between my arm and her.
I was still like a statue. Her nipple was still hard. So, yes, I did something. I spread my pointer and middle finger, her nipple now between them, and slowly closed them, squeezing her nipples between my two fingers.
"Mmmmm," Came from her again, shifting slightly. So I did it more, and each time she made that sound.
I got a little bolder and pulled on it the next time. She moaned at that. I was so hard at this moment. I was playing with my Mom's nipple! I should stop, if she wakes up from this, I'll be dead meat.
Then something happened, her hand moved over on top of my dick. I inhaled quickly. Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit! That was all that was going through my mind at this point.
"I think it's fair that I get to touch you since you are touching me, sweetie." Mom said in almost a whisper."
"Mom?" I ask in a whisper.