My latest homecoming was as needed as ever. I just spent another 6 mths in the sand box sweating my ass off and getting sunburned. Coming home was a welcomed break. I arrived at my mother's house on an exceptionally warm summer day and rang the doorbell. I didn't tell Mom that I was coming back and planned to surprise her. She opened the door and let out a joyful scream that could wake the dead. She looked as beautiful as ever wearing a skimpy blue t-shirt and panties.
"OH MY GOD!! YOUR HOME!" She screamed into my ear as she squeezed the daylights out of me. She seemed to forget what she was wearing was not exactly appropriate for public wear.
I squeezed her back, feeling self conscious, happy and excited myself.
"Hi sexy stranger" I teased, "Do you always make it a habit to show the neighborhood children your panty collection?"
"Oh my god!" she gasped, realizing that she was making a scene that everyone would be talking about. "Hurry up and come in the house you little sneak!"
Mom and I have always been close. I supposed that her being sexy and outgoing helped our relationship. She was always the envy of my childhood friends who used to always try to get a peek at her breasts as well as her full, firm ass.
I was amazed how no matter how hot, miserable and tired I was, just the smell of my mother always reintegrates me.
"I'm so glad you came to see your old mom" she said with a gleam in her eyes.
"You're my favorite woman in the world, how could any man resist your beauty, whit, and sense of fashion?" I teased as I gave her a thorough looking over. She was as gorgeous as ever! Though almost 45 years old, she still looked hot.
"If your referring to my skimpy attire, it's hot Hades in here and the A/C is on the fritz again." She replied. "Go put your stuff in your room, change and come join me for a cold drink." She said as she shoed me up stairs. I watched her walk away and admired her ass. She's gained weight with age, giving her what catalogs would call a full figured look. Damn she looked good!
My room still looked the same as the day I left home 2 years before, only I could tell that Mom had given it a thorough cleaning. After doing the worlds quickest strip job, I pulled on some clean boxers and a t-shirt from the dresser and headed downstairs.
"Don't we look like an underwear add for Fruit of the Loom" mom said as she handed me a tall, cold gin and tonic. "You look so tired baby, do you want to go to bed or do you mind keeping me company for a while?" she asked with a look that hoped I'd stay up with her.
"Of course I'll stay up with you. I want to catch up on everything, besides, who can resist making time with a beautiful blue eyed blonde in her panties?" I said as I headed off to the living room.
Mom turned red with embarrassment, but said nothing.
We settled in the living room, mom on the love seat and I in the overstuffed chair.
"You look so skinny and suntanned!" she commented, "You must be glad to be out of that hell hole!"
"I don't know who is more happy to be out of there, you or me." I replied
"I was so worried that you'd be hurt or worse..." as her voice cracked
"Mom, I'm back now and all in one piece." I said, trying to keep her from crying.
We chatted for a while and Mom filled me in on all of the neighborhood gossip. Before long we were on our third gin and tonic. Mother was noticeably relaxed and had one foot up on the coffee table, giving me a straight look at the crotch of her white panties. It was getting very difficult for me to keep my eyes on her's and keep from getting an erection.
"Honey, you look distracted" she said with an innocent look of concern, "are you sure you're OK?"
"Of course I'm OK mom" I answered "but I could use another drink."
"You betcha handsome!"
I watched very intently as she got up and took my glass and walked over to the liquor cabinet. I felt very guilty that my own mother's body would turn me on like this, but it did. I tried to think of anything else as I adjusted my cock to hide it from view.
"Here you go sport" handing me the glass and bending down to kiss me on the forehead. This certainly made my cock twitch as for a second, her breasts hung just inches from my face. If she noticed, she didn't let on as she walked over and slid onto the loveseat.
"So, did you meet any young ladies over there?" she asked
I laughed out loud, "Mom, we were being shot at, rocketed, bombed, and under constant threat of attack! There wasn't much time for dating."
"You poor thing" shaking her head. "You mean you've gone for over six months without the company of a woman?" she asked with an actual look of concern on her face.
"Mom! Since when are you concerned with my love life? I answered in mock shock.
"Since my young man went off to war!" she shot back earnestly. "No man should go without sex for so long. You must have masturbated a lot!" she said with a serious look.
"MOM! I can't believe you just said that!" I exclaimed, genially embarrassed. It's not everyday one's mother accuses you of jerking off a lot.
"Oh don't give me that 'Oh shucks Mom, I never abused myself before' attitude" she responded. "Before you left home for the military, you must have been masturbating at least 3 or 4 times a day judging by the stiff towels I found in your bedroom."
Now I was officially embarrassed! I deeply hoped she didn't find my other treasures while cleaning my room!
"Wow, this is embarrassing Mom" I meekly answered.
"So," she persisted as she sat back put her foot up on the coffee table again giving me a full on view of her panty covered crotch, "did you masturbate a lot while you were there?" she asked looking me in the eye.
"No. Tent life with 20 other guys in the tent with you is not contusive to jerking off." I answered as I squirmed in the chair, trying to conceal my growing erection from my mother.
"What about in the shower?" she asked, sounding genuinely interested
"Not even in the shower" I answered. "No guy wants to see another guy jerking it off in the shower Mom."
Maybe it was the drinks or the heat or maybe it was all that blood rushing to my cock, because I was feeling light headed and very horny.
"You poor thing!" mom declared. "I should have let you have a few minutes alone when you got home, I'm so sorry!" she said, gazing at the bulge in my shorts.
My god she was beautiful. Her full breasts had fallen a little over the years, but they were still wonderful to see through that skimpy t-shirt. Her nipples were huge and were clearly visible through the light material. My cock was painfully hard and increasingly difficult to hide.
I decided to just let it go. "Your right Mom, I am horny as hell and you sitting there in your panties and skimpy t-shirt sure isn't helping matters!"
Turning red, Mom stammers a bit, "Dan, I was only being concerned, I didn't mean to make things worse for you. Besides, who could get turned on with this old body?" she asked motioning with her hands.
"Are you kidding me Mother? You look hotter than ever!" I immediately shot back
"Come on Dan, my breasts are hanging like pendulums and my ass is as big as a hot air balloon, but I'm flattered. Besides, it's not right for a son to talk that way about his mother." She rebuked.
"Mother or not, you look hot!" looking her in the eyes earnestly, "You have great breasts and the best nipples I've ever seen...." I slipped by accident.
"What do you know about my nipples young man?" as she grabs both breasts.
"Sorry, mom, but I've spied on you quit a few times in the shower; you know you never shut the door. How can I live with a beautiful woman and never notice how she looks?" was my lame argument. In reality, I tried to spy on my mother when ever the opportunity presented itself. Her beautiful body made for hundreds of great masturbation sessions since I was a teenager.
"You dirty little pervert! You've been sneaking peeks at your own Mother's breasts?" she asked as she leaned forward and squeezed her breast together while attempting to act innocent. With that, she dropped the strap off of her left shoulder and exposed her full breast. "Is this what you were trying to look at?"
I nearly came right there. Her nipple was hard and huge. God it was beautiful.