Life has so many twists and turns just when you think you have it figured out something changes. That is how it was that day in June when I took my family to the beach. My son had been discharged from the Army under less than honorable conditions. His wife had run up so many bills that he was unable to pay for her wants and desires, let alone the necessity of every day life.
He tries to get caught up by taking a part time job after his normal daily routine. This did not work because he was on call for so many different training drills. His wife ran him deep in debt and then left him for some guy that did not have two nickels to rub together. The Army said it was best if he was a civilian so he could take care of his obligations. So at twenty-four my son was home again, divorced and feeling very low. He got him a job to start his climb back to a normal life. It was with the reality office I work at. He was to go to new offering and make sure they were ready to be put on the market. We work with both office space and homes.
Many homes were empty and needed some repair. We also hired a cleaning crew to help make properties ready for showing. Wallace was willing to start in this position in hopes that he would someday soon take the test to become a realtor. I told him it would take several months for him to read, study and learn what was needed to pass the state test. Wallace was a very clean cut and neat young man. I am not just saying this because he is my son I am just being honest. He is tall well over six feet. Broad in the shoulders and he has worked out since he was in school. He looks very good in a suite and tie as well as a pair of jeans and work shirt.
This day however, was Sunday and we were at the beach on the south side of the lake. It is here that most people go because it is easy to get to. On the north end there are steep cliffs and rock along the waters edge. Wally as I call him, found us a spot and laid out an old blanket. He dropped his shorts and headed to the water in a tight thin gray pair of swim trunks. I knew that girls were wearing less and less every year but did not know that men wore such a skimpy thing.
My Lord I thought they arrested people for dressing like that. As he walked away I was aware that he had what the girls in the office " Nice buns" Somehow I got the idea he was doing this to get attentions. It must have worked for in a few minutes I noticed he had a young lady at his side waist deep in water. She was nearly as tall has he is with long blonde hair which came down nearly to her waist. I could not see the lower part of her two piece bikini, however, the top part was full of round very high firm breasts. I was thinking these could not be natural, so they must be chemically enhanced. She was doing a lot of smiling at was my son.
I took my eyes off them for a few minutes to speak to a couple to which I had sold a house. When I return my gaze to the water both my son and the girl were gone. For the life of me I could not think of where they could have gone so quickly. I sunned myself for about thirty minutes. It was about noon so I returned to he car to get the picnic basket. There just emerging from the back seat was my son and the tall blonde. I watched as he patted her rump, which was very plump and firm sending her on her way with a kiss and smile. I came up to him and said, sternly "Wallace, I'll thank you not to use my car for a damn whore house." He laughed out load and wrapped his arms around me. His kiss was more than a peck on the cheek as he said, " My God, Mom I think you are jealous." I just pushed him away and returned the blanket with the lunch. He followed me and we ate with very few words between us. I could not help but notice the out line of his penis. His trunks were so tight and the material was so thin. It has been many years since I was with a man and I had long ago banished such thought from my mind. But here I was remembering how his farther would make me feel before, during and after we made love.
His father and I were very much in love and we made every moment we were together a touching and flirting affair. His father would use every moment we were together to express his love for me. These thoughts were floating around in my head, when I started to think of his father and I would make love. Besides the touching and kissing we would almost always engage in oral sex as part of our foreplay. I was sitting there looking at my son's penis thinking about oral sex.
Then for one split second I let myself wonder if my son enjoyed having his, what looked to be a very thick cock sucked as much as his father did? That is when I remembered just how much I loved the feel and taste of a man's cock in my mouth. Even as a young girl my first experience in the world of sex was oral sex. That memory almost made me laugh, the young boy I was with at the time was so excited he came all over my face at the first touch of my lips on his prick. Now that is what one would call a quickie. I was reliving some wonderful moments.
I could even hear his father talking to me in those sexy words he would sometimes use if he were really turned on. He would call me " His beautiful cocksucker." Or at the moment that he stared to cum he would say " OK cocksucker suck my fucking cum." He would always say these dirty words at the just the right moment and in fact these words would excite me so I would almost climax, as I tasted his cum shoot into my mouth. How long had it been since I had been sexually excited by a man? Way too long as I thought these crazy thoughts.
I was so deep in memories that I did not notice that I had placed my hand between my legs and was rubbing a finger into the crack outlined by my own tight bathing costume. My son leaned across the blanket and said, "Mom, if your going to play with yourself we better go home, don't you think?"
I was so embarrassed I jumped up and ran for the car. I sat there wondering what had gotten into me. Wallace came up a few minutes later and placed all our belonging in the back seat. He drove home and we did not have any words. I walked straight to my bedroom leaving Wallace to clean up the remainder of your lunch. I lay on my bed for a few minutes and then I felt the need to shower. The water felt good on my body. I was rubbing my nipples that felt very good, I rubbed my clitoris and that felt even better.
