Janet was 41, tall with long red hair and gorgeous green eyes. Her son, Cameron, was your typical handsome son ... 6'2, shoulder length blonde hair and big blue eyes. He had taken after his father who had died when Cameron was just an infant. Janet had always had to keep her eye on her son. Lots of girls would have given anything for just 5 minutes alone with him. Cameron was the all american boy at school, quarterback for his college football team, straight A student, best friend to everyone. So it was no surprise to Janet to learn that her son was interested in a career as a professional football player.
She smiled as she dusted Cameron's high school football picture, remembering the day it was taken. He was coming home from college this weekend and Janet was very excited to see him. She hurriedly buzzed around the house, humming to herself as the time got closer and closer for her to leave for the airport.
As she stood there, she became very nervous. She hadn't seen her son in almost 6 months. Just then a voice over the loudspeaker announced Flight 343 had just landed. A huge smile came across her face as she made her way thru the congested airport, searching the sea of faces for her son.
"Mom!! Mom!! Over here!!!" came a voice from the end of the line.
"Oh Cameron!!!" she said, crying as she ran and embraced her son.
They stood there, just hugging, for what seemed to be hours.
"I've missed you so much Cameron," she said, wiping away her tears.
"I've missed you too Mom," he answered.
They made their way thru the airport to claim his luggage before heading home.
All thru the drive, Janet found it hard to keep her eyes off of her son, who seemed to have grown, in all areas, in such a short time.
"Is something wrong Mom?," he asked, smiling.
"N-no nothing honey," she answered, turning her attention back to the road.
Cameron was happy to finally be home. He entered the house, dropping his luggage.
"Looks great in here Mom," he said.
"Thanks honey, you hungry?" she asked.
"Yeah but I can fix something Mom, you just sit down," he said, walking into the kitchen.
Again, Janet found herself distracted by her son. His physique had changed so much since she had last seen him. She watched him as he bent over in front of the refrigerator, scanning its contents. His ass was so firm. His arms were so big, so strong. She licked her lips as she watched the muscles in his back flex as he stood, closing the refrigerator.
He turned to see her face flushed, as if she was going to pass out.
"Are you ok, Mom?" he asked, fixing a sandwich.
"Y-yes, I'm fine honey," she said, smiling, "It's just a bit warm today."
"Yeah I was thinking of taking a dip in the pool after lunch, you wanna join me?" he asked.
"No, I have some paperwork to catch up on, but you go ahead honey," she said.
She dismissed herself and went into the den, shutting the door. As she sat at her desk her mind raced with thoughts of Cameron and his delicious body. It was so tan, so firm, so strong. Before she realized it she had placed one foot on the bottom drawer and the other foot up on her desk. Her hands had made their way between her firm thighs, the tips of her fingers teasing the lace from her panties which were already becoming wet.
Her black skirt bunched up under her ass as her fingers slid inside her smooth, wet pussy. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, probing herself deeper. Her other hand reaching up, snapping the buttons on her shirt, causing them to fly across the room. Her trembling hand slid inside her silk shirt, rubbing her left nipple firmly. Soft, sensual moans escaped her lips as she fantasized about the sexy young man her son had become.
She imagined his hands all over her body. She wanted HIS fingers inside her, probing her deeply. She wanted HIS hands rubbing her nipples firmly. She moaned louder, pinching her nipple, rolling it between her fingers as she began pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy harder.
She was jerked back to reality when she heard Cameron open the door.
"You ok, Mom?" he asked her, peeking his head around the corner.
"I'm fine honey," she answered, a little embarrassed.
But before she could remove her fingers, Cameron entered the den. He stood there for a moment, just looking. There was his mother, legs spread, totally engulfed in finger fucking herself. Her panties were down around her ankles, her blouse had been ripped open and she was covered in small droplets of sweat.
They both remained silent, just staring at each other. Janet could not help but look down and notice that her son was becoming very erect. She licked her lips and smiled.
"Do you like what you see honey?" she asked, still slowly pumping her fingers in and out of her pussy.
"Yes, yes it's very hot," he answered, breathlessly.
"Take it out," she whispered.
Cameron wasted no time reaching down, quickly unzipping his jeans, pulling them down to his ankles.
Janet was surprised to see that her son was wearing no underwear. She was even more surprised to see the giant erection that had been hiding behind that tight denim.