Encouragement

Their morning routine had been just as usual, Gerald was getting ready for work upstairs, Emma clearing the breakfast pots, and Jack picking up his bag for college. Gerald appeared on the stairs just as Emma came out to see Jack off.

“Bye Jack…have a good day,” shouted his father.

“Bye love” Emma put her arm to his waist and offered her lips.

“Bye Mama” he smiled, perhaps a little nervously, kissing her.

There was nothing new in a kiss of course, but this one shook her to the very core. It was not the usual quick peck of affection, there was more to it…There was something which made it sexual.

She broke off, not knowing why she thought it so, but flushed with embarrassment she could see a guilty, questioning look in his eyes.

She couldn’t tell from the look Gerald gave her whether he had noticed anything or not. She suspected he had noticed her reaction if nothing else. Why had he kissed her like that? She wondered, all she could think was that it was something to do with the way she had acted the evening before. They had been celebrating Jack’s exam success, and she had had too much sparkling wine. It always went to her head…but had she done more than congratulate him?

However much she tried to put it from her mind, the insistent thoughts returned again and again throughout the day. Her train of thought went through the stages of denial that there had been anything untoward about this morning’s kiss, the guilty feeling that she had aroused this unnatural feeling in him, and ended with a kind of panic at what it might lead to.

She tried to analyse her feelings more closely, but it was hopeless. She could not get past the feeling of guilt at the excitement he had aroused. She couldn’t blame him especially if she had given him some encouragement the evening before.

As the day went on she relaxed, and allowed herself to give in to her true feelings, pushing her guilty thoughts away, she let herself admit to the fact that she wanted him to kiss her like that again.

Gerald hadn’t been so aroused at work for a very long time. He still could not believe his perfect fantasy might actually become a reality. However much he tried to suppress his excitement, he kept coming back to the fact that what he had seen was real.

The atmosphere was tense that evening, Emma not knowing how to react to her grown up son. She found herself assessing him like she would any other man in the street, his physique, his shape. She couldn’t miss his attentiveness to her too…she couldn’t help but make excuses for herself. Gerald’s attentions had been getting less and less frequent, the fact that he was so much older than her…What was she going to do?

Gerald could see that Emma was a bit tense, and poured them a large drink. He didn’t want her conscience to start upsetting his fantasy…

By the time they went up to bed, the drink had had its effect on her. she was relaxing and looking forward to her son’s goodnight kiss with more than her usual affection. She sensed that Gerald was the one who was nervous now, and concluded that he had seen everything that morning.

Jack had been affected by the drink too. His composure had returned, and he allowed his desires free reign again…He was going to kiss her like that again.

The normal routine was followed, Gerald and Emma changed and got into bed, and then Jack came to them, sitting on Emma’s side.

“Goodnight Jack” his father smiled nervously.

“Night Dad” Gerald pulled the cover back for Jack to sit next to his mother. This seemed to be a signal of encouragement to them as Jack leaned toward her, pressing his lips to hers. What was it that now caused her such a thrill of excitement?

“Night mama” he smiled self-consciously, waiting for her reaction, and her father’s reaction. Had he gone too far?

Gerald only smiled encouragement at him, and Emma leaned forward to kiss him again.

“Goodnight darling” she felt very daring as she kissed him as forcefully as he had kissed her, a thrill of excitement rushing through her whole body.

She broke the awkward silence that followed as Jack went to his room.

“I’m sure he’s getting more affectionate in his old age…still I’m sure it’s quite natural”

“Of course it’s quite natural…especially when he has such a gorgeous mother”

“Gerald!” she scolded, aware of his erection pressing her thigh…

“It may be natural, but we shouldn’t encourage him too much should we?”

“Nonsense my dear…what harm can it do?”

Their discussion was left at that…Emma’s mind in a whirl of excitement at the unexpected turn of events.

Jack was a little hesitant the next morning as he was about to leave. No doubt he was wondering about his father’s reaction to their kissing last night. Emma was off work that day, and hadn’t got dressed. Somehow she knew that she would be daring and show Jack how she wanted things to be…Especially after Gerald’s words.

“Bye Jack…have a good day” shouted his father.

Jack kissed her, a little nervously. Emma put her arms around his waist and kissed him, open-mouthed, she let her tongue loll against his. The same thrills rushed through her, straight to her loins. She held him long enough for him to know what was going on, feeling a distinct hardness pressing against her belly. He responded to her kiss, his tongue probing into her mouth. It was delicious, she felt so wicked.

“Bye Mama” he mumbled, a wistful smile on his face as he closed the door. Emma stood there shaking with a guilty excitement she had never known before. It was like she had just stolen something.

Gerald was very aroused by the time he came downstairs, smiling to Emma.

“I see you’re both getting affectionate” he teased.

“Oh Gerald…I…”

“Hush darling…it’s alright…My God…you mustn’t feel guilty about loving your own son”

She hugged her understanding husband, not too surprised to find that he too pressed his hardness against her.

“You’re loving this aren’t you?” she teased.

“Well don’t tell me you’re not” he returned.

They were excited all day, waiting for the bedtime routine to arrive. Jack struggled with his work, and kept daydreaming of her, hoping that the encouragement which she had given until then would continue further. Emma spent the day trying to immerse herself in housework, yet unable to keep him from her mind. She knew that things would go father, much further than she had first intended.

The evening seemed to drag endlessly. They drank wine until Gerald announced that they would have an early night. Emma’s heart was pounding hard as she changed for bed.

“You should have some new nighties” smiled Gerald as they changed. She could guess what type of nighty he had in mind.

“I suppose I have had these for a while”. she admitted.

“I’ve missed you today Jack” she sighed as he came in to wish them goodnight. She could see that he was already a little aroused, and felt a familiar tingling between her legs at the sight of his shorts. He really was very attractively built.

“Oh Mama” he soothed, giving her a little hug as he sat down. Gerald had helpfully lifted the covers so he could sit on the mattress. This seemed to be the new routine now, and Jack noticed that the folding of the quilt hid much of his potential embarrassment from his father. He thrilled at the feeling of his mother’s breasts pressing to him, causing his penis to rise alarmingly.

“I missed you too” he reassured her.

“That training certainly seems to be working” Gerald added helpfully, giving Emma an excuse to stroke her hand over his strong chest.

“That football really helps my legs…feel that” added Jack with some enthusiasm.

Emma dropped her hand to his thigh…dangerously high up.

“My…those are so strong now!” she smiled, watching his shorts being pushed further and further up. She felt very wet now, and wanted him to kiss her. She watched him looking at her breasts, her nipples were aching, if only he would kiss her there.

“Maybe you should take me training with you sometime...I could certainly do with the exercise…feel how my legs are compared to yours”

She felt this had gone too far…as Jack looked into her eyes and then slipped his hand onto her thigh. The smoothness of her skin, the delightful form, the exquisite daring of their actions. All conspired to engorge his penis into the most prodigious erection. Her eyes were glued there, watching his shorts twitch and billow around his towering pole.

“No mama, your legs are beautiful” he murmured.

“Oh Jack…it’s so nice of you to flatter me love.” She leaned forward and kissed him again, passionately, the wine certainly seemed to have had its effect, sweeping away her inhibitions.

“Yes …You ought to show yourself off a bit more…didn’t she Jack” Gerald smiled.

“Yes Mama, you shouldn’t hide yourself away so much”

Gerald was as excited as she had ever seen him as Jack went to his room. He knelt up and yanked down his shorts, insistently making her masturbate him.

“Do it darling…make me come…imagine it is Jack’s…Ahh…”

He could not hold out for long, spraying the front of her nighty with a huge jet of sperm.

Her mind was in turmoil again as Gerald slept, his satisfaction had been achieved so easily, and hers seemed so remote, so impossible. Yet she couldn’t help but imagine that which Gerald had put in her mind.

She found the shorts in his bed the next morning. It was most unlike him to forget the laundry basket. He must have left them deliberately for her to find. She examined them, sticky and soaking, she smelled the unmistakable musky odour of his semen.

“My God, he wanted me to find it” she thought. She couldn’t stop herself, raising her skirt and slipping her sticky fingers inside her vulva.

“Ohh yes Jack…your sperm is in mama” She collapsed onto his bed, shuddering in a powerful climax. When she recovered herself, she found the wet patch by his pillow…

Gerald came home early that day, his arms full of shopping bags.

“Oh darling you shouldn’t have” Emma gasped as she saw all the beautiful clothes he had bought for her.

She opened all the packages, full of excitement, but knowing why he had bought them all.

“Oh I know your little game…but Gerald darling…”

“Nonsense…I just think it such a shame for you not to have nice things to wear”

“They are lovely dear, but we mustn’t go any further…it’s wrong”

He looked hurt.

“Don’t be silly darling…I’m sure it happens all the time…what harm is there in loving your son?”

“Oh Gerald…can’t you see…It’s going to end in more than just a bit of playful kissing”

“Only if you want it to”

“That’s just it…I do want it to…you know I do…and you do too”

“And Jack wants it to…he wants it like mad…so where is the harm?”

“Gerald…”

Then a little later…

“These are lovely darling” she smiled, apparently almost won over.

“Here, put this one on…I want you to look perfect for him”

“Gerald!” she sighed, trying hard to be strong… but her chiding sounded far from convincing.

Having won the argument, he said he wanted their intimacy to expand from morning and evening partings. He wanted them to kiss in front of him, and touch each other. It would start that evening when Jack came home…She should give him wine and tease him.

She agreed. How could she do any other. She wanted the same.

She left her soaking panties on the side in the bathroom. She wore the naughty little dress for him. She was going to let him do anything he wanted.

To be continued…