Part 5
Mom's Side of the Story
I walked out of the house. Billy was saying goodbye to his sister. I hugged my daughter. She gave me a small bag. I looked inside. I looked like a pair of panties. "Now why in the world would she buy me panties. I put the bag in my purse.
I got in the car, looked at Billy and said," I'm ready for you now." Billy had a confused look on his face. I was feeling horny. I couldn't help myself. Soon, very soon, when we stopped I was going to get fucked again by my son. I wanted to make sure I made him horny on the drive. I could do this without giving myself away that I was fully awake the first time Billy fucked me. I wore a skirt this time on purpose. If I would have known what was going to happen on the way down, I would have wore a skirt then also.
This is going to be an interesting drive.
After about four hours I stated to act like I was getting sleepy. I laid the seat down all the way and closed my eyes. If I opened them just a little, I could see if my son was looking at me or not.
When he wasn't looking, I reached down and raised my skirt just enough so he could see the beginning part of my hose, I had put on hose and garter belt for this drive. If I do what I want to do, I'm going to make my son as horny as hell. I figured the hornier he is, the harder he will fuck me at the hotel.
And I really wanted fucked hard. I think my son woke up a monster in me. It didn't take him long to see my skirt had "accidentally" rose up. He couldn't take his eyes off my legs.
Finally he turn back to watch the road. Every once in awhile he would look at my legs.
I waited until he turned away, and then raised my skirt even more. Now when he looked down, he could see the top of my hose and the garter belt hooks on them. My skirt was about two inches above the top of my hose. So when my son looked at me again, he would the entire top of my hose along with the garter belt. My skirt was now two inches above my hose showing bare skin.
I could tell by his face when he looked down again, he loved what he saw. He couldn't get enough of staring at me legs.
Tired of this game I pretended to start to wake up. I sketched knowing what would happen. As I raised my hands above my head my skirt rode up so far that Billy could see my white panties also to the top of my garter belt. I took my time sketching. I wanted him to get a good look. When I lowered my hands my skirt had come down little, but was still high enough on my thighs, that Billy could still see the bottom of my white panties. It made me feel hot that I acted like I didn't know my skirt was up so high. I was looking at me son's face. He was wide eyes and couldn't take his eyes off me.
I didn't want to make it obvious that I knew my skirt had ridden up. I looked down and said. "Oh, my, I guess I've been giving my son a little show..." Saying that I raised my hips up from the seat. I slowly pulled my skirt down. Not too far down, just enough so he wouldn't expect I was teasing him. He could just see the top of my hose.
Playing with Billy this way has made me hornier. There wasn't anything I could do to him in the car. I looked quickly at the front of his pants. I smiled. It had the effect I was looking for. He needed relief. Based on the trip down, I don't think he would go in the hotel bathroom and jack off.
To get my son to stop as soon as possible. I told him, I wanted to stop soon. I looked at him and told him, he needed something to relax him. He got a funny look on his face but didn't say anything.
He pulled into the parking lot of a hotel. He went in to get us a room. I could tell by how many cars were in the parking lot that there were plenty of rooms vacant, which meant there were plenty of rooms with two beds. I smiled to myself. If he wants to have as good as time tonight as he did the first time with me, the room will only have one bed.
He walked in the room first. When I walked in I saw right away there was only one bed. I knew for sure now, he was going to fuck me again. I just wanted to make sure he really gives it to me hard.
I didn't make any comment about the room having one bed. I guess my son would think I thought there were only rooms left with one bed, or I didn't care there was only one.
I walked over to the open curtains. I closed them, but not all the way. I left them open about six inches. That way when we turned the room lights off, the room would still be light enough to see everything.
I walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. I made sure that when I crossed my legs, my skirt rose higher enough for him to just see the beginning of the top of my hose. I acted like I didn't know my shirt rose so high. I wanted to make sure my son thought I was a hard sleeper. I wanted him to think, nothing could wake me up. But I didn't want to be so obvious that he knew for sure I was hinting to him that I wanted rough sex. I needed him to some how believe that once I fell asleep, it was almost impossible to wake me up. He had to believe it without suspecting why I was telling him this.
I told him the drive made me very tired. I told my son that it would take an explosion to wake me up. I saw his reaction. He was listening but I don't think what I just said sank into him yet. I still don't think he suspected I was trying to tell him I wanted fucked tonight and I wasn't going to stop him no matter what he did.
I told him it would have to be a really big explosion to wake me up. I wanted it rough and hard tonight. Then I had an idea how to tell him without giving myself away.
I told him," Billy if I'm still asleep when you wake up, you will have to get rough with me to get me awake. So don't be afraid to get rough with me." I think that sunk in to him. I could tell he was thinking something.
I decided on pushing my luck. Trying to look a little shy, I said. "Bill I probably shouldn't be tell you this, your father has had sex with me more than once while I was asleep. I never woke up. He'd tell me in the morning all the things he did to me. I never knew, not once did I ever wake up while he was having sex with me."
Billy had a surprised look on his face. "Does that shock you?' I asked him.
He asked me why did I bring that up. I had to think real fast. I hope I haven't pushed this too far. "Oh, I don't know," I told him. "This trip has made me feel very closed to you. It's like something has happened to bring us closer together." He said he felt that was too.