This how it all began. Russ had just got home from school that afternoon. He had just started to attend a college that was not too far from his location, so his mother Angela agreed that he could still live in their house while he attended college. She had been divorced for the past twelve years and since he had no siblings, it was just the two of them in their small house.
At 43 Angela is a very attractive woman with long jet black and a voluptuous build. She has had many offers from dates from men, but she focused on her career as a real estate agent and all her hard work and dedication help her prosper in her career.
Being a single mother was not the easiest at times and Russ could be a handful, but she was always a stubborn and determined woman and she managed just fine.
Russ's friends often made comments on how attractive his mom was and he just ignored them. Secretly however he knew how hot she is and there had been many nights when he masturbated thinking about her. Dreaming and fantasying that she would come into his room one night and take him. Making him more then a son, but her lover. He knew that this was a forbidden fantasy and one that he never shared with anyone. He couldn't help himself. The idea of a hot passionate encounter with her turned him on to no end.
When he got home that afternoon he noticed that the curtains had been drawn in the living room. That's when he saw his mother, as she lay on the couch asleep. There was a bottle of tequila on the coffee table, and Russ knew that she was out cold. She sometimes had a few shots after a hard say, and she had a few shots to help her unwind. Since she was not a heavy drinker, she would usually pass out on the couch. She was usually a heavy sleeper, so she would not wake up until the early morning hours.
He looked at her and decided not to disturb her and go and get something to eat from the kitchen. Before he did he noticed the way that she was on the couch. As she lay on her back, her legs were spread apart and he could see all the way up her skirt to her panties. This got him excited and he could not look away.
Past incestuous fantasies filled his mind as he looked at her silky smooth legs in her nylons. He could see where they started from her thigh and the skin that was exposed between her nylons and her panties. His cock got hard as he thought about how he would love to get a whiff of her panties and pussy. Perhaps even have a taste of her.
From past experience he knew that she would not wake up very easily. His excitement grew as he slowly moved towards her. The sight of her on the couch was too much for him and he could not stop himself even if he wanted to. This was a rare opportunity for him to have a taste of forbidden pleasure.