This is a work of fiction. all sexual participants are over 18 and very happy.
She had lost her husband of 15 years 4 years ago. She was not sure how she would get along without him after the officer gave her the news. The head-on wreck was not his fault but both people involved had died pretty much instantly. The officer told her the other driver was on his phone and he came across into her husband's lane. Little consolation for a mother of 3 boys who was now a widow.
One thing she was thankful for was all the insurance her husband and his business had carried on him. He was 10 years older than her and always planned for the unexpected. After his death, when the house was paid off and the outstanding debts were paid, she still had over a million dollars in her savings. He had also set up accounts when each of the boys was born that had money deposited automatically out of his pay. She didn't have to worry about where her next check was coming from. At least for some time.
She enjoyed her job as a legal assistant and continued working after the funeral. She found the attention that the partners at the law firm where she worked remained very professional. Maybe because they were all happily married. Maybe because of the vibes she gave off to any advances. Either way she was not interested in another man in her life. At least not at first. After 3 years she was not sure she liked being alone. Maybe she needed to review her decision.
She had a number of women she looked up to and got advice about life, raising three boys, finances, and other decisions as they arose. Most were older than her and much more experienced. All were very supportive and she valued their friendship and advice. So when she found her panties in her laundry hamper were covered in cum, she asked several of her friends how she should handle it. All of them told her this was not uncommon and she shouldn't worry about it. She did try to figure out which of her sons was the culprit. She wanted to know.
It was several months later that she figured it out for certain. She came home early and saw her son come out of her bedroom. He didn't see her and she didn't let on that she had seen him. She casually went past him and into her room, putting her purse and keys on the dresser. She noticed that one drawer was slightly open. Her underwear drawer. She went into the bathroom in her room and looked into her laundry hamper. Sure enough, there was a pair of her panties that had just been rinsed off and left. Very thoughtful of him but she saw this as a smoking gun so to speak.
That, and several other things she noticed, led her to the conclusion that her oldest son was her admirer. She was actually rather excited at her conclusion. Charlie was 18, just graduated, and very well filled out having played sports in school. He was also the image of his dad. She was quite attracted to him. She talked to one of her older friends about what she had found, what she was feeling, and asked her advice. She was told once again that she shouldn't worry, that it was not unusual, and it would work itself out. They discussed her attraction to Charlie and her friend admitted that she too had found her son very attractive at that age. She wondered from their discussion, just how attracted her friend had been.
She came home early one day and went into her room. Something told her someone was in her bathroom. Maybe a noise, a second sense, whatever it was, she carefully peeked into the room. She was rewarded with a sight that she was both expecting and shocked by. Charlie sat on her closed toilet with a pair of her red silk panties wrapped around his cock and was using them to stroke it rapidly. His very long cock. His head was tilted back with an exquisite expression on his face. All she could do was stare at that huge cock. It was maybe the same diameter as her husband's had been but it was so much longer. She just stood watching her son. She was un-noticed and undecided about what to do. When he moaned out her name, she knew what she wanted. She quietly slipped into the room and right up to her handsome son. When her hand grasped his cock with her panties over it, he about jumped out of his skin.
His eyes flew open. His head turned and he stared at his mothers beautiful face. The shock obvious. His hand released his cock and it instantly began to go soft. He was speechless. His mother put her hand to his cock allowing the panties to fall to his lap. She grasped at this monster cock and starring him in the face, spoke to him.
"Is mommy who you're thinking of?" She began to stroke his long cock. "Let me help you." She stroked it and it began to get hard almost as rapidly as it had gone soft. "Is this what you were thinking of? Mommy stroking your beautiful cock for you? Does this make you happy? Does this feel good?"