It started out as a typical weekend for me, I didn't go out that much, not from lack of offers, but because I preferred to stay home just in case. That is just in case my son needed me for anything. Not that he seemed to need me much these days, not like he did when he was a little boy. Now he was 18, a man in the eyes of the law even though he still looked young and was always asked for I.D. much to his annoyance.
I still spoilt him rotten and I guess most people would look at me and think I spoilt him so much because he was my only child and because I didn't have a husband or anyone else to give my attention to and in some ways they would be right, but there was more to it than that, something I couldn't tell anyone about, not even my best friend.
I was in love with my son, it was more than I just loved him like any mother should, but I was in love with him as well and I knew it was socially unacceptable so I kept it to myself and as far as anyone else knew, including my son Jimmy, I was just a doting mother. But in my private times alone I would fantasize about him as my lover, it was becoming almost a daily thing. It hadn't always been like this, just in the last few years as he had become a teenager and I noticed all the changes in him, but I never did anything that would show I was anything but a loving mother. I would hug him and kiss him, but just a peck on the cheek when he came home from school just as I've done all when he was a little boy, even though I wanted more.
He never pushed me away like some teens would when their parents showed them affection like that, and I so wanted to tell him how I felt about him but I was afraid it would freak him out and I would lose my only son that I loved so much, so I kept my feelings to myself. Although I made a point of always wearing nice sexy clothes around him and making sure I looked and smelt good when I gave him a hello hug.
I never said no to my son whenever he asked for anything, so when he asked if his best friend Mike could stay over on Friday night because they wanted to stay up late and finally clock this play station game they were always playing, I of course said sure. Mike had been Jimmy's best friend since kindergarten, they were only a few days apart in age and he was almost like one of the family and was always at our place or Jimmy was at his, although more and more it seemed that Mike was at our place, I didn't mind, I thought it was maybe because he missed having a mum around being as his own mother took off years ago when he was just little.
So it was Friday and I was waiting for my son to come home, I was wearing a short black and white skirt and a low cut sheer black top, you could see thru it to my black bra and my big 38DD tits were almost falling out of the top, my hair was combed nicely, my makeup touched up and my skin scented with my favorite perfume. I looked sexy which is just how I liked to look when my son came home from school.
"Hi mum. I'm home." came the familiar voice of the man I loved as he walked in the front door. I came up to him and gave him his usual hello hug and kiss on the cheek.
"Hi Jimmy. So how was your day son?"
"It was ok mum." he replied "Oh is that shortbread I can smell? Mmm have you been baking mum?"
I smiled at my son, I so loved to make him happy. Then I heard the door open again.
"Hi Miss D. Mmm something smells good." said Mike as he entered the kitchen "Yum shortbread. I think you should adopt Me." said Mike and he beamed a big smile at me.
"Hey there Mike. It's nice to see you. If you want a cookie you have to hug the chef...house rules!" I said with a wink.
"Sure Miss D." he said giving me a hug "In that case I'm glad it wasn't Jimmy that made them!" he said cheekily and Jimmy playfully punched his arm.
I liked Mike, he was almost like a second son and I could tell he liked me not just because of my baking. I saw the way he looked at me sometimes and I did enjoy young men looking at me. But mostly I liked having him around because I just loved to see my son happy and spending the evening having dinner and a movie with my son and his best friend is just what I enjoy doing on a Friday night.
Sitting in the middle of them on the couch after dinner watching a scary movie was fun, sometimes when I got a fright I would jump and instinctively grab one or both of their legs letting out a squeal, they would laugh at me for being such a scaredy cat but it was all in good fun.
After the movie I said good night to them both, giving Jimmy a peck on the cheek.
"Have fun playing play station boys." I said with a smile.
"What about your adopted son? Do I get a kiss goodnight too?" joked Mike.
I smiled at him and went over and gave him a kiss on the cheek too. I'm sure he just wanted to see me bend down again in the hope I would fall out of my top.
"Good night boys. See you in the morning." and off I went to my room.
As I left I heard my son punch Mike on the arm again.
"You are such a perve. Get a good look did you? You sick bastard!"
I heard them both laughing as I went to my bedroom.
I took a long shower and did what I always do in my shower; I masturbated thinking about my son and how much I wanted him. Afterwards I went to bed and fell asleep quite quickly as I was tired and I always sleep better if I cum first.
Meanwhile the guys played play station to the wee small hours and with me out of the room talked about the girls at school and which ones were fuck-able and which ones not.
"That new music teacher Miss Taylor is hot too, damn Id like to fuck her!" said Jimmy.
"Not as hot as your mum!" teased Mike, resulting in yet another punch on the arm.
Eventually they got tired and went to bed. Little did I know but once they went to Jimmy's bedroom, it was not just a matter of getting into their pjs and going to sleep, like me they also liked to masturbate before sleeping, but unlike me, they liked to do it together.
They had been doing this activity with each other from the age of sixteen but recently it went from masturbating together, to masturbating each other. Each of them enjoying each others hand on his cock and then each others mouth as they had learnt from experience that the best way not to leave evidence of their secret activities was to eat the evidence.
Jimmy was thinking of that hot teacher at school as his cum exploded into Mike's willing mouth and then when it was Mike's turn he found himself wishing that I was really his mother and he was imagining sucking on my ample breasts.
