A continuation of the story that began in "My First Time With Mom"
Part II
"Maybe I can put my trip on hold for a while..."
"I think I'd like that....."
My mother and I held our embrace under the shower's running water as we came to grips with what we had just done. I think we were both still in disbelief about what had happened. Could our relationship ever be the same after this?
The after sex come down and my buzz wearing off only heightened this sense of unease that had suddenly come over my mother and I as she turned off the water and we stood there dripping wet.
"Well, I guess that's that," Mom said sheepishly.
I laughed nervously. "Until next time?" I half stated, half asked.
Mom sighed. "This is a lot to process right now, hun," she said.
"I agree."
We dried off. It was late, so we said our goodnights and left to our rooms. I lay there, still not believing that I had just fucked my mom. I wondered what she was thinking about in her bedroom. I don't think either of us were ready for the after effects of our passionate moment of lust. Would our family be the same keeping this a secret from my Dad? Speaking of Dad, I half groaned realizing he would be back from his business trip tomorrow. How would I keep my feelings and hands to myself until he was gone again? Or did Mom even want to continue this? She had said she'd like to while we were in the shower, but her expressions and actions after we had made love said more about her guilt than desire for it to continue. I guess time would tell.
I fitfully fell asleep, my mind racing. Up until now I was getting ready to move far away from here, my car packed and everything. Now suddenly I had been pulled back, my darkest fantasy coming true. What was in store for us now?
The next morning I awoke and went downstairs, wearing only my boxers. Mom was nowhere to be found, so I went out to the garage. There she was, slowly unpacking my car, still in her nightgown. I smiled.
"So I guess you really do want me to stay," I said. Mom turned with a box in her hand and smiled. "Well your father is going away on business again in a couple weeks, and I think we would have plenty of time to....figure things out."
"Figure things out?"
"Yes, sweetie. Last night was something else. I haven't really felt that way in a long time, but it was oh so wrong. I love your father, and of course I love you as well, but I think I might need time to come to terms with all of this."
I couldn't hide my disappointment. I had given up on thinking how wrong this all was and accepted that it was what I wanted. My mom was who I wanted. But maybe she wasn't so sure about me.
Mom noticed my look. "I just mean....maybe we can take things a bit slower for a little, that's all."
"Ok Mom." I walked over to her, feeling confident. I leaned over for a kiss. Mom smiled, and quickly pecked my lips. I helped her to continue unpacking my car, as we both kept peeking glances at one another. After we finished, we went back inside to have some breakfast.
The phone rang. Mom picked it up.
"Oh hi, honey," she said cheerily. It was my Dad. He said something on the other line, and Mom's face became solemn. "Oh really? I thought you would be back today."
My heart skipped a beat, thinking about what this could possibly mean.
"So you'll be back a week from today instead then?" Mom asked as our eyes met. "Ok dear, love you. Be safe." She hung up and breathed deeply, turning to me.
"Your father will be gone another week," she said matter of factly.
"Guess it's time to figure things out now," I grunted. I had become emboldened after last night, and I think Mom noticed, and I wondered if she was turned on my this new found confidence.
"I guess so," she said.
The tension in the air was palpable. A time that we had thought would be weeks away was suddenly here now. A whole week with just us in private, only a day after we had lost ourselves in a depraved act of lust. Those feelings still lingered, and nothing was in our way now.
I got up from my chair and walked over to Mom. She sucked her breath in as I gently took my hand and ran it through her hair. "Oh, hun," she whispered. I went in for another kiss, and there was no peck this time. Mom wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply. We stood there in a prolonged embrace, and our tongues started to dance in each other's mouths. Mom moaned softly as I ran my hands down her back, caressing her as she did the same to me. I pulled away, and offered my hand. Mom took it, out of breath, and I led her into the living room to our couch. We fell down in a heap, and our lips met again, as Mom crawled up on top of me. "Oh, sweetie," she moaned as I gently began kissing her neck, her weak spot. My hands ran down to the bottom of Mom's nightgown and I lifted it up, exposing her panties. Her breath was hot in my ear as I caressed and squeezed her ass. I was in heaven, and Mom was too. Or so I thought.
Suddenly, Mom seemed to almost snap out of a trance and sat up, shaking her head. "Oh hun, what am I gonna do with you?" she laughed nervously as she pulled her nightgown back down.
I was taken aback. "Did I do something wrong?"
"No sweetie, it's just that remember I said about taking things slow is all. That was a lovely start to my day, but I do have to go get some grocery shopping done." She got up as I sat there, agitated.
"Don't worry," Mom said as she leaned down and kissed me again. "It's going to be a lovely day today. How bout we go for a swim when I get back?"
"Ok," I said bluntly.
Mom rolled her eyes and went upstairs. I heard the shower turn on and contemplated trying to join her, but I didn't want to push my luck. I guess it only was the first day of a whole week alone with her, after all. I went to the bathroom for a quick piss, then went back to the living room for some TV.
Mom came down eventually, giving me another quick peck before leaving to go shop. My conflicted feelings resumed. Did Mom really want to continue this path we were on, or hadn't she made up her mind yet? I sighed and ended up dozing back off.
I awoke to the sound of Mom coming through the door, grocery bags crinkling. "Hey, hun," she called.
I stretched, yawned, and got up to help her put groceries away, still in my boxers. Mom laughed when she saw me. "I see you got a lot accomplished while I was gone," she smirked.
I nodded sarcastically. "So, about that swim?"
Mom nodded. "Let me put these away and I'll meet you outside."
I went upstairs, slipped into my bathing suit, and headed out to the pool with the sun beaming down. I was thinking back to only yesterday when I had been laying out there with my mom, seeing her nipple accidentally as I pondered what lie ahead across the country. How things had changed in 24 hours.
After a few minutes, Mom emerged and closed the pool fence door behind her. She had on a sexy pink two piece bathing suit, and she didn't bother being modest as she leaned over and kissed my cheek, her breasts swaying slightly. She followed my gaze.
"Guess I should be more careful today about covering up," she laughed. "Although....to be honest, maybe I noticed I was exposed yesterday and didn't want to cover up."
I knew it! My instincts had been right. She had let herself be seen by me. I inquired further. "Kinda like how you posed for me in the bathroom when I accidentally walked in on you naked last night?"
Mom feigned innocence and winked. "I don't know what you're talking about...." She had become a lot more seductive and playful since her trip to the grocery store, and I noticed and took my chance.
"I think you should take that top off," I said. "You don't want your tan lines getting messed up."
Mom smirked as she waded into the shallow end, seeming to look around for any sign of neighbors' prying eyes. "Hmmm, maybe you're right." She turned to me as her hands went behind her back to her drawstring. I stared intently as she undid her bikini top and the straps fell below her shoulders. She stood there with her hands holding up the fabric, her breasts begging to come out.