Two years ago when I started working for my mom at her law firm, our relationship expanded from barely talking to mediocre, and now we're lovers.
My mother is 5'1", shoulder length blonde hair, 38D breasts, and well into her 40s. She divorced awhile ago and doesn't really date a lot, even with every guy at the firm hitting on her in every possible way. A few guys have even tried to use me to get to my mother, but she refuses to date.
After the first three months since I started working at the law firm, I started to notice how vulnerable mom was after work when she came home. Always tired, aching and a few years without sex, grouchy.
It was almost 6 o'clock after work, mom and I were the only ones left in the building. I decided to order dinner for the both of us and picked up a bottle of champagne as well. I tapped on mom's office and she invited me in.
"Surprise" I shouted walking in.
Mom looked up from her work. "What's all this for?" she asked.
I placed the food and champagne on her desk and kindly gathered up her papers, put them aside and walked behind her chair.
"Tonight, mom, I am treating you to dinner and a massage." I told her while I began rubbing her shoulders.
Mom smiled "Okay... but only if you call be my name instead of Mom." she joked.
"Alright Diane" I joked back.
After dinner and a couple glasses of champagne, mom took off her jacket and leaned back in her chair.
"So how about that massage?" she teased.
I set my glass down and walked over behind her placing my hands on her shoulders.
"Okay, Diane...relax, we're all alone in the office." I whispered as I started gently squeezing her shoulders, sliding my thumbs up and down the back of her neck.
Mom started moaning softly. "How about a full body massage" she added.
The thought of rubbing my hands up and down my mom's body turned me on beyond belief. The bulge forming in my pants confirmed it all. Mom opened a drawer in her desk and pulled out a bottle of lotion. She set it on her desk, then stood up and began to unbutton her blouse.
I stayed behind her chair, trying to conceal my major hard-on. My mouth felt dry and my palms began to sweat as I watched my mother pull off her blouse revealing her massive tits. They were encased in a white cotton bra.
"Honey, could you help me with my bra?" she asked as she turned around.
What would mom think if she knew I was so turned on by her? I wondered. I gulped and started undoing her bra.
She bent forward and stepped out of her skirt and accidentally brushed her ass against my dick. I knew that the jig was up, but to my surprise, Mom didn't mention anything. She lingered there for a few moments bent over in from of me, I want to grab her hips so badly. She was probably trying to confirm what she already knew. Her own son was rock hard for her. Mom cleared a spot off her desk and laid on top of it with her eyes closed. I took in the sight as she lay there half naked. I squirt some lotion in my hands and began rubbing following my hands slid up and down her body, taking in every inch of her graceful beauty.
I noticed her panties were a bit damp and her nipples began to harden. Mom let out a soft moan as I placed my hands on her stomach and moved up slowly to her breasts, groping them and squeezing them, running my thumbs across her nipples. As I stood above her head, I noticed that her tongue was licking her bottom lips and her breathing increased. I was rock hard now, mom was getting into it and so was I.