It has been just over a year since my step father passed. I was going back home to visit my mom and sister plus the other family. I had not come back for Christmas because it was too close to the funeral and I could not get the time off of work. Usually I stayed with my sister as she had the extra bedroom and my mom and step father didn't - he had the extra bedroom as a mancave. But my mom had cleaned that out and converted it back to a guest bedroom. Plus she offered me the use of the extra car. She had kept it for times like this.
This was going to be the first time my mom and I lived in the same house for a week since I was in high school so about ten years. I was glad that I would get a chance to spend some time with her and she went to bed early so I could still go hang out with my sister and old friends. We shared a lot of the same friends since we were just 18 months apart.
I was getting in late after my mom usually went to sleep so my sister and brother-in-law picked me up to take me to my mom's house. It wasn't my childhood home - that was my sister's house and had been for many years. This was the house she and my step father had purchased.
When we pulled up to the house the outside light was on and one inside. My mom had waited for me. I guess she was pretty excited to have the time with me. When I walked in I was surprised to find her in a nightgown. She had not worn one of those since I was little. I remember she used to wear them all the time and then around the time I was 9 or 10 she stopped for some reason. It was nostalgic to see her in one. It hugged her breasts and flared out - she was an attractive lady even at 51. In fact the last time she came to visit me in my new town my manager made a comment about her being hot when she ate at the restaurant I worked at.
I was tired from all the flights and I had left New York around 11pm so that I didn't miss work that day. I just wanted to climb into bed. I never slept well on planes. I put my suitcase in the room. Kissed my mom goodnight and went to bed.
The next morning I woke up early for the time zone I was in. I usually worked night shifts so didn't get up early but with the three hour time difference I was up. I knew my mom would be too because she got up really early to work out and walk her dog before going to work or on days she didn't work, like today, she would sit in her comfortable chair reading. She had been doing that for about 9 years now. I thought it would be great to grab a cup of coffee and just sit with her to talk. I knew I'd take a nap later.
I was coming around the corner and saw she had her light on next to her comfy chair. Her laptop was on her lap - I knew she read a lot and kept up with industry articles so I wasn't surprised to see her with it. I was about to say something when I noticed something was different. She was sitting in her chair in a nightgown - the same from last night. It hugged her breasts and showed the soft mounds with a little peak. She had her hand on one breast but I couldn't quite figure out what she was doing. I decided to just watch her for a moment.
Then I realized what she was doing. Her other hand was under the cover she had draped on her lap and was moving. She was masterbating. I was intrigued. Whatever she was reading on the laptop must have got her excited. I moved a little closer to watch her but not disturb her. I wanted to watch and see what she was going to do.
She was pinching her nipple through the fabric and pulling it a little. Her hand was moving quickly but I couldn't see what she was doing but I knew she was touching her pussy. She tilted her head back and let out a little moan. Then she went back to reading whatever was on the computer. A moment later she again put her head back but this time her moan turned into a soft hitched muted scream. She was orgasming. I was watching my mom make herself orgasm. It was so hot and my dick was hard. I was turned on. I couldn't believe it. I decided to go back to my room and not let her know that I had seen her. Of course I jacked off. Every son has thought about his mom in a sexual way. I just thought I had grown out of it.
Later in the day after my nap and before I went to hang out with friends, I asked to borrow her computer. I wanted to see if I could find what she was reading that made her cum. She let me take the computer and of course had not deleted her history. She was reading erotic articles with couples having sex. I decided to read the couple she had up. I didn't know which one was the one that was most exciting that she masterbated too. But I did figure out a theme. She kinda liked it when the man took control and pushed himself on the woman allowing the woman to "pretend" that she couldn't or shouldn't have sex with the man.
It got me thinking. I had wanted to have sex with my mom when I was in college but she had been dating my step father. I was attracted to her. Could I get her to have sex with me this week? She was obviously open to sex and it didn't seem like she was seeing anyone. This might be my only chance to fulfill that fantasy. I decided that I would try. Before I left to see my friends I let her know that I would be home for dinner with her and then go back out with friends. I also made sure to compliment her, letting her know that she was beautiful (she blushed). Then I leaned over to kiss her on the check but got the side of her mouth, purposely. It didn't phase her.
That evening we shared dinner and she made me my favorite - special sandwiches. Nothing big but they were tasty and reminded me of the fun evenings we used to stay at home when she made Friday nights special. She didn't watch a lot of TV but I suggested we watch some together after we ate. We sat on the sofa and I made sure to sit really close to her and touch her. I put my hand on her leg. Snuggled into her. There was a sexy scene on the show in which the man was forcing a kiss and the woman did want him but she did try to push him back. He went back and she succumbed to the kisses and let the man start touching her including going under her skirt to her pussy. My mom took an inhale in. It was subtle but I noticed it. I could also tell her heart rate went up a bit. She was turned on. I really wanted to lean over and kiss her passionately. I waited until the scene stopped then leaned over and kissed her on the lips to tell her I was leaving to meet my friends. She was surprised but didn't reject it.
I made sure to get up at the same time the next morning to see what she was doing. Again she was in her chair with another nightgown - this one just as great at showing the mounds of her breasts. It was lace but covered so you couldn't see anything. She had her laptop out again and was touching herself. I think she had just started so I let her warm up a little bit and watched her.
Before she could cum I stepped out and greeted her. She was embarrassed and blushed bright red. I didn't say anything but just looked at her with lust. I wanted her to know I saw it and it didn't bother me. In fact it made me hard and I didn't hide that fact. I was in sweatpants so you could see my hard dick. She spurted something about surprising her and she got up. I watched her walk into the kitchen. Her ass was just barely covered and it turned me on. I couldn't tell but I don't think she was wearing underwear. I wanted to go over to her immediately and fuck her. I knew that was not the best idea. I needed to make sure she was thinking about me as a man that could satisfy her needs before I made a pass at her.
After an awkward breakfast of me staring at her and flirting with her. I could tell she liked my flirting as she would blush or bat her eyes a little. I told her how much I missed her. Asked if she was dating anyone - she wasn't and didn't know how to go about doing it at her age. I told her any man would be lucky to date her and even luckier if he was able to hook up with her. She slapped my hand and said I was being nice. I told her, as I stared in her eyes, that I was being 100% serious. She was beautiful and sexy. I even confessed that the manager had asked about her last time she was in; that he thought she was hot and wanted to know how to get a date with her. It made her feel good. And she should. She was sexy and beautiful. Fun to talk too and was intelligent. I wasn't lying about any sane man would want to fuck her but also date her.
I again asked if I could use her computer to check my emails. I had my phone but I wanted to see what she was reading when I interrupted her morning orgasm. I wondered if she was doing this every morning?
I read the story but this time it was a taboo story - an older woman with a younger man that was the son of her best friend. My mom was horny and getting closer to being open to having sex with me I could tell. It was in her mind as a possibility. I made arrangements with her to eat dinner again with her that evening to see what progress I could make.
While in the shower I remembered hearing my mom and step father having sex one time. I went to the bathroom and passed by their door. It was barely open so I could see a little of what they were doing; she was on top. But it was the noises that got me most excited. My mom was moaning and begging for more. She was fully participating and enjoying sex. I stayed to listen to her cum. It was loud being so close and I got so hard. The next morning I went through her things and found a shoebox in the closet with a vibrator but it didn't seem like it was used. Just remembering that night I started to jerk off in the shower. God I wanted that with her. I wanted to make her moan and scream. I knew I could if I got the chance.
