Ch. 2 - Class is In Session
This story follows on directly from The Shark Part III - Jim and Patricia
3 weeks had passed since Jim and his mother Patricia had first enjoyed each others company on an intimate basis, and, apart from Jim walking in on Pat once while she took a shower, their relationship had returned to a fairly normal mother/son situation. But this had not stopped Pat's imagination from working overtime. Her sexuality had been re-awakened, she had experienced orgasm at the hands of her son and had felt him climax within her body. It was Pat's decision to return their relationship to a more platonic level. She knew that what she had done was wrong but even now, as she stood in the kitchen preparing the evening meal, she became flushed with excitement as her mind recalled the feeling of his hard penis inside her body.
"Oh.. Hi mom" called Jim as he walked into the kitchen, disturbing her thoughts "Would it be OK if Bill joined us for dinner tonight?"
Jim's face betrayed a devilish grin as he spoke. He had already told his mother of his friend's attraction to her.
"Maybe we could all watch a movie together or something after dinner?"
It was the "something" in his last sentence that caught Pat's attention as she agreed to prepare enough food for three and rent a movie.
At 7pm Pat was taking a shower as she heard the doorbell ring. She could make out muffled sounds from downstairs as Jim and Bill greeted each other and wandered into the lounge for a beer before dinner. Bill was a regular visitor to their home and Pat liked him a lot. He was quite handsome, in a quiet sort of way, never having much to say for himself, but letting his 6ft muscular body talk for him. "What was to happen tonight?" Pat thought to herself as she soaped her body. "Had the two friends talked about her at all? Was it just an innocent evening or was there more to it?" She had to admit to herself that, since Jim had told her about his friend's (and his own) attraction to her, she had frequently used her vibrator whilst imagining herself with either or both of them. But was she bold enough to put her feelings into practice? With the thought lingering in her mind she dried herself, selected her underwear and a light summer dress and joined the boys downstairs.
The atmosphere over dinner was light and informal. The three talked about the boy's college and their studies. But when Pat enquired on the subject of girlfriends, the two boys looked slyly at each other and changed the subject. After the meal, Bill and Jim cleared the table and loaded the dishwasher while Pat made herself comfortable in the lounge and loaded the movie she had rented. When the boys returned, Jim opened a bottle of brandy and they all settled in front of the TV. The movie was not as good as they had believed, and as the three consumed more and more brandy, they ignored the TV and began talking again. They had all become quite intoxicated by the brandy when the conversation again returned to the subject of girlfriends.
"No mom. We don't have regular girlfriends. We sort of ...um....stay... um... together," Jim looked to Bill for support.
"Yeah Mrs. Beech, I guess we kind of ..um ..we...er...like each other's company better!"
Both Jim and Bill looked directly at Pat unsure of what her reaction would be. Long seconds passed before she finally spoke.
"Well, I guess that's ok." she said "you are both quite young, and I suppose you're just experimenting?"
"Yeah, that's it, we are" they both replied in unison relieved at her open mindedness.
"Mom. Can I ask you something?" Jim continued
Pat was sitting opposite both boys as she nodded.
"When we are..you know...together. It's awkward. It sort of takes a long time you know? We wondered.... if...well...you could show us how to do it with our hands... so it was better."
Now the subject was out in the open. Pat had no idea that her son and his friend had been experimenting together but the idea of tutoring them excited and scared her both at the same time.
"Let me get this clear." She said "You are asking me to help you masturbate each other?"
Both boys nodded their heads vigorously as they looked at each other and then back at Patricia.
"Okay," she continued slowly "Where do you want to start?"
She felt her face flush as the excitement within her rose. Was she really about to indulge in sexual acts again with her son? And this time with his friend as well?
"Maybe we should show you what we do," said Bill with more enthusiasm. "Then you could tell us what we are doing wrong."
"Or show us!" intoned Jim with a smile.
Before Pat had a chance to accept or reject this suggestion, Bill had leaned over and pulled Jim's zipper down, unbuckling his belt and opening his jeans. Pat watched as Jim's head fell back and his eyes closed as Bill groped around inside his friend's underwear and released his cock. Pat winced as Bill's hand closed around her son's solid penis and began quick jerking movements up and down his shaft. Bill's hand squeezed tighter as his jerking continued with no rhythm or pattern and Jim's balls, now free of his underwear, started to bounce around uncontrollably.
Pat realised that her son would soon be in pain rather than enjoying the hand job, and moved over to the couch where both boys were seated. She gently took Bill's hand away from her son's cock as she settled herself between them.
"Let me show you." she spoke gently. "Now let's get you both comfortable shall we? I'm going up to the bathroom, I want you both to remove your jeans and underwear completely OK?"
