The days began to blur altogether. I can't even keep count of the times my mom tried to bath with me. Course all of that was just my imagination. Why did mom say that?
Should I have fucked her? I keep coming back to that very question. What would've happened if I did? Would things be normal between us? Would there be a next time? I hope there was.
Speaking of Chad, they've been texting each other mostly everyday. Sometimes I'd catch mom talking to him on the phone. Her hand close to her pussy everytime. Though she'd always play it off as nothing, whenever I asked.
Is something more intimate going on between them? I sure hoped not. I would hate to have him as her boyfriend or worse yet stepfather.
Though come to think of it, mom has been looking at me kinda strangely lately. Either that or it's my imagination at work again. It's hard to tell. But something IS happening between them as of late.
"Morning sweetie," mom said as I walked into the dining room.
"Morning," I yawned and took out a bowl for cereal and milk.
"Well someone didn't get much sleep." mom said, "You feeling okay?"
She walks up to me and places her head against mine. I felt an intense desire to kiss her. She backs away before I could do anything.
"Yeah gonna keep you out for today," she said.
She took my bowl and placed the cereal back.
"Bed mister," she ordered, "no school today. So just rest up."
She playfully slaps my butt as I walked back to my room. She then takes out her phone and calls someone.
"Yeah he's not feeling well today," she explained.
"Thanks" she said, "okay bye!"
She ends the call.
"Just called your school sweetie," she said.
She was now in the middle of texting someone now. Probably Chad.
She follows me into my room and sits on my chair. I got into bed and covered up. Imagining myself as the chair she sat on. Just to feel her soft cheeks pressing into my face. I wonder what it smells like?
"Well I better be going to work now," she said.
She gets up and kisses my cheek. I watched her leave my room and heard her leave the house. Then get into her car and drive off to work.
I was alone now.
I sit up in bed and turned. Placing my bare feet on the cool hardwood floor. Then stood up and left my room. Making my way to my mom's room and started my usual routine of raiding her dresser and laundry basket. After finding either a used or clean pair, I held it up to my nose and jerked off.
"Ooooh mom!" I moaned.
"What the fuck is going on in here?" said a voice I recognized.
I froze and turned around. Then saw Chad standing in the doorway to her room.
I immediately dropped my mom's used panties and tried to get my raging throbbing cock back in and button my flap. Chad just stares at me and shakes his head.
"So fucking disgusting," he muttered.
"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked.
"I could ASK you the same question sick freak!" he said.
I turned red from embarrassment.
"Your mom texted me to 'check in on you' since we are....buddies," he said.
He pulls out his phone to show me the message.
Then walks inside mom's room and picks up the panties from the floor.
"Her pussy does smell nice." he said, "Too bad I'll be the one tasting it."
"What does that mean?" I ask.
"Nothing to worry your little fucking head about," he said.
He then pockets her panties in his pocket and grabs my arm. Throwing me out of mom's room and slams the door behind him.
"Now get back to your fucking room and stay there!" he ordered.
