"Once, only once," Kate sighed as her finger circled her clitoris while with her other hand she caressed one of her breasts, "we only did it once."
Her sighs became gasps as she brought herself to orgasm, her clitoris stimulating finger moved faster and she was squeezing one of her nipples.
As she climaxed she cried out, "Alec...Alec...fuck me darling...fuck me," and as she began the descent from the pinnacle she wept. There was no Alec to fuck her, and she shared at least half the blame for that.
* * * * * * * *
The whole scheme had been doomed to failure from the start, the idea of a second honeymoon after twenty years of marriage when the sharp edge of sexual attraction that was there at the beginning is no longer urgent, and in Kate's case no longer there at all as far as her husband Steve was concerned.
It had been Kate's idea as a desperate move to try and pull the marriage together. She knew that Steve was being unfaithful, in fact had been unfaithful with several women. They had slept apart for two years, first in separate beds, and then separate rooms.
The idea had been foolish and even grotesque right from the start. Their honeymoon had been spent on a small hired river houseboat that was simply named "The Honeymooner." There in quiet places along the river they had made love, swum naked, and the made love again. Now Kate and Steve never made love and that had been Kate's main motive in suggesting another such houseboat trip, trying to revive what was essentially dead.
The situation was even more hopeless and ridiculous because they had taken their son Alec with them. Alec had of course been the reason for their marriage, or more accurately, Kate's pregnancy.
Steve had very reluctantly agreed to the trip, whether out of some sense of guilt or not, who knows? But at least he had agreed.
With three of them on board any sort of one bed cabin honeymooner was out of the question, and they ended up hiring a four bed cabin boat. Right from the start it had been fruitless. Steve virtually demanded a cabin to himself, leaving Kate and Alec to occupy two of the other cabins, with one left unused.
Had Kate hoped to pull the marriage together she knew even before they had untied the first rope, that it was a wasted effort. But there was to be one outcome that she had not foreseen, and that outcome was to bring about a change in all their lives.
* * * * * * * *
Perhaps Kate was the eternal optimist and she insisted that they stop at the places they had stayed at during that long ago honeymoon. One such place was a wide sandbar in a bend of the river.
No doubt still clinging to the last rags of hope Kate had suggested they swim naked, as they had done on their honeymoon. Steve had declined and had sat gloomily fishing.
Their son Alec was incredibly shy about his body, but after much persuasion Kate got him to swim naked with her. It was a foolish move and Kate should have known it, but if she did know it, she ignored the potential danger, or did she invite it?
When Kate and Alec climbed back aboard the boat Kate asked Alec to dry her back. Alec gazed at her, and despite her forty years it has to be said that she was worth gazing at.
She had the slender face of a mischievous pixie, with abundant golden- brown hair, now wet, large brown eyes, a short tip tilted nose and a mouth like a rosebud. Short in stature, only five feet two inches, her figure was trim with well formed legs and breasts that seemed a little too large for her frame. As Alec looked at her he could see at her groin the hint of a firmly cleft vulva.
They had not seen each other like this before, and now Kate could see Alec's response to her nakedness. His penis rose and became firm, he wanted her, but then, she had known for a long time that her son had a sexual interest in her. She had accepted this, knowing that sons often had a sexual longing for their mothers, but Kate told herself this was a passing phase in Alec's life.
Now, seeing his erect manhood she was not so sure about the "passing phase." She felt her body responding to him, her vagina becoming wet and her nipples extending. She glanced at Steve, had he noticed what was happening? No, he was sullenly intent on his fishing, gazing out over the water.
Kate hastily handed Alec the towel and turned her back. If she hoped that this would reduce the sexual tension she was disappointed. The intimacy of drying her back from her neck down to her firm buttocks was intensely sensual.
When Alec finished drying her she was tempted to ask him to dry her front, but instead she took the towel and fled to her cabin and dropping onto the bed she lay breathing heavily, trying to control the sexual arousal Alec had inspired in her.
She heard Alec make his way into his cabin and she started to imagine what he was doing – masturbating to relieve his sexual tension?
Still naked Kate started to gently press one of her nipples and her hand reached down and she fingered her genitals. Deprived of sexual gratification for a long time she had frequently resorted to masturbation, but whereas in the past her fantasies had been of faceless men, now they took definite form, Alec.
She told herself she should have known. As Alec had passed from childhood and grew towards maturity she had seen and even felt his desire for her. The pressure of his firm penis against her as they hugged, the kisses that lingered and almost but not quite become tonguing kisses, his words of admiration for her looks, all had been obvious signs of his feelings for her.
Kate had accepted this as not being unnatural, but not until now had she felt herself responding to his arousal.
After she had made herself come Kate lay on the bed wondering about this newly experienced desire for her son. Had it been there all along, but deeply repressed? Was it because of her lack of sexual gratification with Steve? Was it the instinctive response of a mother to the son she loved? If it was natural in Alec, was it natural in her?
She had no answer to these questions; she only knew that masturbating had only marginally eased her sexual hunger for Alec, and she was wise enough to know that now it had started it would not easily go away.
She had never been promiscuous and Steve had been the only man in her life, and this very trip had been an attempt on her part to try and restore what they had once been to each other, and now this had occurred.
She recalled the words of an older woman when she first started work. "My dear," she had said, "if you get really horny over some man it's better to have him because it's only when you hold back the damage is done."
At the time Kate had not properly understood what the woman meant and it was only when she began dating with Steve that she had felt, as the woman had put it, "horny." That in the end was the cause of her pregnancy and marriage, but that now lay in the dead past, so what of her "horniness" inspired by her son? Did the same apply, that the damage would be done if they held back, and what damage? She could not find the answer.
* * * * * * * *
The next day she and Alec swam together again but this time they wore bathing gear, Alec in shorts and Kate in a bikini. This token cover up did nothing to prevent their mutual arousal but it was more obvious in Alec with his swollen manhood than in Kate with only swollen nipples showing against her bikini top.
Alec, still morosely fishing, was making it obvious he didn't want to be there. He was no doubt thinking of what he might be doing with his latest inamoratas, and telling him self it was only another four days and they would be off the boat. Not even his sexual deprivation led him to resort to Kate.
