Melanie woke up the next morning with thoughts of Danny filling her head. After masturbating in the shower the previous night she had felt extremely guilty and had vowed to not go through with their plan to spend the night together. She thought about trying to coax her husband in to have sex that morning, to take the edge off, but when she looked at him she found him strangely unappealing.
After breakfast, Danny departed for school ( pinching her ass on the way out when he saw his dad wasn't looking) and her husband left for his long weekend with his bible thumping buddies. Danny had looked great at breakfast, and Melanie had to reiterate to herself that she would put her foot down when he tried to get fresh with her that night.
Not having much to do that Friday, Melanie spent the day at the hairdresser getting her hair done and laughing and joking with the Vietnamese manicurists as they painted her finger and toe nails a deep crimson. While she was sitting there waiting for her nails to dry, her thoughts turned again to that evening. Maybe she would let Danny sleep in the same bed with her, what harm could it do? He was her son, perhaps after a night where he realized that she wouldn't let anything happen between them, he would come to his senses.
When she got home Danny was already there. She innocently asked him if he had plans with Heather that evening, and Danny smiled and said he wasn't particularly interested in doing anything away from home that night. Melanie smiled nervously, and pretended that nothing was out of the ordinary, she went about preparing dinner.
The dinner conversation was fine up to a point. It was casual and cheerful, but there was a real tension in the air that neither of them commented on. Melanie thought several times about bringing up the events of earlier in the week, but she thought that maybe with no encouragement Danny would let the matter drop and not press her about matter she felt unable to deal with. After the dishes were cleared Melanie realized she would have no such luck.
"Well Mom, I think it's time for bed," Danny said standing up, his cock was once again clearly tenting out at the front of his pants.
"But it's only 7:30," Melanie protested, "shouldn't we watch some T.V or something?
"We don't have to go to sleep, but the tension is too much for me, lets go to bed," Danny said walking out of the kitchen and upstairs. Melanie, sat for a few minutes trying to figure out the best way to diffuse the situation.
"I'll go up there and we'll talk this thing through, one and for all," she said to herself, with that she got up and went upstairs.
Danny was already in her room going through her lingerie draw. He pulled out a little mesh baby doll out fit with a tiny matching pair of panties. Melanie had bought it years ago, but never had the courage to actually wear it in front of her husband. The panties were noting more than an elastic band with small pieces of see through cloth that were supposed to cover her pussy and ass, but really covered nothing.
"I'm not wearing that," Melanie protested, "they're see through."
"Our deal was you'd wear what I picked out for you," Danny said gently, but firmly, "besides I've already seen you naked."
Melanie gave him a cold little smile, letting him know that she disapproved of his new behavior she snatched the lingerie and went in to the bathroom to change. By the time she had changed and brushed her teeth and taken out her contact lenses Danny had already undressed and gotten in to bed. Before leaving the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror – with her hair done she looked stunning, but she realized that the revealing outfit left nothing to the imagination. She was practically naked. She opened the door a crack and spoke to Danny.
"I'm not coming out until you turn out the lights".
Danny who's constant erection was now becoming somewhat painful quickly complied by switching off the bed side lamp. He watched as his mother emerged in to the dark room and moved quickly to her side of the bed and moved under the covers.
Finally they were in bed together. Danny couldn't believe the moment he'd been waiting for all week had arrived. He considered what his first move should be. His mother had turned her back to him and was pretending to be going to sleep, but since it was not even 8 O'clock they both knew it was a silly ruse. Danny slid over and moved in to a spooning position with his mother. He smoothly slid his hand around her and touching her stomach, through the fabric, pulled her closer to him. Melanie gave out a little sigh but said nothing. She was determined to not respond to him until he did something overtly sexual, and then she would put a stop to things.
They lay like that for several moments with Danny's hand slightly increasing the pressure on her stomach, the tension was mounting and Melanie could feel Danny's big erection pressing against her back. She knew another attempt at further touching would be coming and as much as the idea made her nervous, she hated to admit the thought was exciting her at the same time – what would he do next? She didn't have to wait long. Danny's hand let go of her tummy and went underneath her top and moved up to her breasts, cupping one of the large mounds in the palm of his hand. Melanie's nipples were already erect and the shock of the sudden contact sent a wave of pleasure coursing through her.
"Hey," Melanie started to say turning around to look at Danny, but before she could say anymore Danny kissed her. Although it was hard and a little rushed there was deep passion in the kiss and Melanie immediately noticed the difference from the empty kisses she exchanged with Danny's father. Still she realized things were going to far and abruptly broke off the kiss.
"Danny, what do you think you're doing?" Melanie gasped. She sat up and switched on the nightstand lamp.
"I'm kissing the woman I love," Danny said.
"You're not supposed to kiss your mother like that," Melanie said in a whisper, even though there was no one around to hear her.
