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I grew up in an environment that was very healthy and the morals about family that I received from my parents were strong. I finished college and got married to a wonderful, loving and strong man. I loved him since day one and we had to kids very soon after the marriage. I am Sandra 41, 5'2''- black hair with 36 c cup breasts and a body I take care of everyday. I have a son 18, Phil is his name and he is 5'9'', black hair also and is a martial artist. He got his Black belt last month! He has a body that is very well built and my husband talks about it. He seems jealous because now at his late forties, specifically 49, he is not that hard and his big muscled body is becoming blobby. No time for exercise that much for him! He provides us with our material goods and I take care of the house and kids. My daughter Sarah is 16 and she is very beautiful with dark brown hair and blue eyes like my husbands but she has a small breast and complains to me about it many times as she looks at mine!
"You're still sixteen and it will grow more, so don't be in a hurry!" I say to her.
"But many girls at school have bigger ones and they make fun of me!" She replies.
"Come on! Grow up! You are acting as a little baby would. That is not the most important thing in life."
"You say that because yours is big. Why couldn't I get your big breast?"
"I promise you that it will grow! My breast was like yours till I was seventeen and then all of a sudden it grew so fast. And then came, the pregnancy of your brother and you! And the pill that I was on was making them blow up a bit."
"You really think so mommy, I will have breasts like you?"
"Yes, you will so, don't worry!"
I had to deal with my girl that didn't seem to want to follow the morals of family that I learned and was trying to teach both my kids. Lucky I was that Phil was very mature for his age and despite the fear I had in the beginning to let him take martial art classes, they turned out to be very good, giving him discipline and knowledge of the dangers that threaten us everyday.
It seemed that he was aware of everything going on around him! He always found a way to calm his sister and not argue with her and fight like most of the kids do. I am very proud of him! Not that I am not about Sarah, but he has that little thing in him that makes everybody notice him.
Something that I never interfered with is their relationships that they had while they were dating! I advised them both and gave them my opinion but that was where I stopped. Phil had dated many girls and I never asked him about his sexual relationship with them. I trusted he was well prepared and mature enough to know what is right! But my curiosity was tingling me every once in a while and I sniffed his underwear to see any signs of sex. Not because I was getting turned on but to know if he is still a virgin. So that way I know he was sexually active which is very natural.
John (my husband) and I had a very active sexual relationship until he reached his 45! I wanted him but the agility and stamina were not there any more. So instead of 4-5 times a week it became 2 and today maybe once every two weeks or sometimes more. But I love him and I was not willing to divorce him for that and all the years of love that he gave me and still does! So I discussed it with him and I stopped the pill because I was getting tired of it and it got me nauseous sometimes. And that way he would use a condom and last longer the few times we had sex since he would come almost immediately after two weeks of no sex!
That is when I began to masturbate like when I was in college and in High School! After all these years I never believed I would begin this habit that I forgot totally about! But I didn't do it often. Just when I would get really horny I would play with myself in the bathroom in the shower so nobody could hear me or walk in on me in my bedroom. My daughter had a tendency of marching in my bedroom when ever she liked!
Now to get to the point since you know about my family and my past. It all started about three months ago. John worked his way up in a software company and is getting well paid for his work which he loves. He works from 10 to 9 in the evening and has an hour lunch break and an additional hour to do anything he likes. Sometimes he exercises in the company building and sometimes he just works. I think that is why he is gone so far up! Sometimes his company demands to go to other cities and states but not very often. Usually it is a two-three day trip.
Three months ago, he had to go on one of those trips and he left Friday night and was going to be back on Monday night. Sarah and Phil had plans to go out so I decided myself to go and watch a movie. I took a hot shower and fixed my hair, ponytail style. I always loved it because John would compliment me about it saying how young it makes me look! I wore a pair of jeans and my tennis shoes. On top a T-Shirt with my state University I attended at. Then as I was going out the door, I saw my sons baseball cap and thought it would be nice to look like a college student once again. I guided my pony tail threw the hole between the adjustment strap and off I was gone.
I arrived at the theatre in ten minutes and looked through the crowd. There was a romantic movie playing and I knew a lot of women would be there and was hoping to see somebody familiar. But I didn't see anyone. I picked some pop corn and water for the pleasure of being a little girl again. I headed towards the room and sat all the way back where I use to sit when I would go with John.
The previews came on and people kept coming in. When the lights dimmed completely a young couple was heading towards me and when they got closer I recognized my son. He looked at me but he didn't recognize me. I guess the cap that I wore or because of the lights that were dimmed I don't know. But he stared at my face as if he was flirting with me.
"Excuse me miss!" he said passing in front of me and then his girlfriend. During the entire passing, our eyes kept contact all the time. My heart was pulsing so hard and fast. These five seconds were enough to wake up feelings that I haven't felt since I was a teenager. My son's look had made me blush as an inexperienced girl that was falling for some classmate and would act like the world was all hers! It felt so good and I didn't really do anything wrong? It was his eyes and smile that got me going! But did he recognize me and pretend not to know me or did he actually not know that he was flirting with his mother?
His eyes just kept coming to my head and I was trying to concentrate on the movie but I just couldn't. My goodness, I was attracted to my own son and he seemed to be attracted to me. Maybe he was just fooling around and that smile was like he knew who I was! But I still don't understand why he wouldn't talk to me! They didn't sit far away but three seats to my left and his girlfriend was on his left. I felt like someone was staring at me and I turned my head and he was looking at me and he turned back to the screen immediately! "He doesn't know who I am" I said to myself! And he is trying to get a glimpse of me. This is not good and I feel I am going to get him embarrassed and myself as well.
Then he suddenly got up and came towards me again. I was ready to expose myself when he said again:
"Excuse me once again Miss, but I need to pass by. I apologize"
I turned my body to the side and our eyes again kept contact the entire moment he passed in front of me. I felt the same thing but this time I had chills all over my body and my nipples were pointing through my T-Shirt. I was getting turned on by my son with only his look! "I must be out of my mind "I said to myself. My feelings were changing every second that went by and was anxious to see him come back and look at him again. I didn't even know what was going on in the movie. "Once he passes I am out of here" planning on going home and taking a cold shower or relieving myself with my own hands.
It seemed like forever until he showed up and once again he apologized and our eyes this time were locked and it seemed to me that he did it on purpose to get a glimpse of me. Now even though I was planning to leave, I just couldn't do it because I was too curious to see the outcome of this flirt! The minute the lights when on I got up and I felt him rush with his girl towards me. I kept walking and I know he was right behind me, I could feel it. The moment I got out and reached my car I took off like a menace. I didn't want him to see me in my car because he would recognize it. "Let's just keep it for myself" I smiled and said out loud in a monologue.
I got home and went straight to the shower and masturbated like I had years and years to get some relief. The tension was too strong and the image of my son's eyes was arousing my sexual feelings through paths and places I never had been before! The moment of my orgasm, I almost screamed his name!
Can this really happen? Can a mother feel lust for her son? But it was only in my mind, my imagination, my fantasy! Everyone can have fantasies right? But I was just asking for it!
