By morning, Jake and his mother both found themselves in uncharted water. Though Chelsea was still his mother just as she had been for several years, she was also something more. Maternal as the woman was by nature, she was also a woman. Jake saw this with every glance.
They were famished from the night's workout and sat together at the kitchen counter devouring sesame bagels with cream cheese. Chelsea lounged in nothing but her short and black robe while Jake wore only boxers. They eyed each other happily like candy ready for the taking. Leaning against each other like it was just an ordinary morning, the couple sipped their coffee from warm mugs.
"I'm a little surprised you're helping me with everything," Jake commented. "I just want you to know it means a lot."
"I'm always here for you," his mother said warmly. "Even if my parenting style is a bit unorthodox, I'll give it everything I have."
"Unorthodox is putting it lightly," he laughed. "I really can't imagine any of my friends' moms doing anything remotely close to last night just for the sake of good parenting."
Chelsea shrugged. "They parent their way, and I'll do it mine. Who's to say one is better than the other? All I can do is love the shit out of you whether you like it or not."
He thought about it a moment and kissed the side of her head. "I prefer your way."
Sitting comfortably in the arms of someone special was refreshing for Chelsea. It had been a long time since she had felt appreciated, and it was hard to remember the last time her husband had even taken the time to join her for coffee. But today was different. She felt like a woman being appreciated by her man.
Jake followed his mother into the living room where she laid across the couch on her back and parted her legs. He could feel his cock growing inside his boxers, and Chelsea eyed the erection with a smile. With open legs, Chelsea's pussy was fully on display and could rival any of the seven wonders. Jake wanted that beauty as badly as he had ever wanted anything in his entire life.
Chelsea moved one hand in delicate circles around her folds while using the other to beckon her son closer. "Get on your knees and lean your cheek on my thigh," she instructed. "Watch my body get excited, and I want you to stroke yourself. Practice staying on the edge but don't cum."
Resting his face against her tender thigh, Jake was mesmerized by the spectacle. He could smell the womanly scent and feel its warmth radiating from her body. With every motion, her pussy grew slick and shined from the wetness. He listened to the sloppy sound of wet fingers sliding their way across the smooth surface and knew his mouth was watering. He took out his cock and jerked it aggressively.
"Not so fast," she warmed without faltering her own rhythm. "Learn to make the most of the moment. Don't be in such a rush to get to the finish line." Reluctantly, he slowed his pace. "That's a good boy," Chelsea said praising his effort. "I need you to learn some self-control so you handle being inside of me."
"You want me inside of you?" He asked while watching a clear stream run out of her opening before pooling over her puckered asshole.
"Mommy wants that more than anything, my darling. That big cock of yours is going to fill me up so well, and I'm looking forward to it more than you know. Keep watching, baby," she said rubbing her hand faster across her clit. "I want you to see how wet I get thinking about you."
Even at a slower pace, Jake was already about to explode. He had to release his grip time and again to keep from going over the edge, and Chelsea praised him each time he recognized his limit. Being so close to his desire was torture. He greedily whipped out his tongue and licked the natural lubricant from asshole all the way up to its source. She came uncontrollably squirting over her son's mouth and across his cheek as she screamed in ecstasy.
"Give me your cock," she demanded and placed it at the edge of her soaking slit. "Look where you are." She pressed it to her opening.
A quick shove was all it would take to be buried inside of her in an instant. It would be the closest thing to heaven Jake had ever experienced. He tried gently easing his way forward but found Chelsea wouldn't let him advance a single inch.
"Is that what you want?" She asked rubbing his cock in tight circles around her opening. "You want to fuck your mother's wet hole until she comes again?"
Jake couldn't take it anymore. Chelsea felt his hard cock growing in her grip as it began splashing her pussy time and again. Some part of her wanted this more than anything, and she almost came from the sensation. Soaked in cum and feeling like her son's cock was exactly where it was supposed to be, she continued rubbing it around her opening with satisfaction.
They laid there for a time basking in the glow of a very good morning. Chelsea confessed how wonderful it was feeling appreciated again, and Jake gave her naked ass a squeeze making her smile grow.
Chelsea felt like she was a kid again. They spent the day playing miniature golf followed by dinner and a movie. She couldn't remember the last time she had smiled so much. It certainly hadn't been with her husband. It was wonderful to be around someone who brought out the best in her. She felt this straight down to the core. But even more than that, it made her love him all the more being certain Jake was with her in mind as well as body.
"Your father stopped paying attention to anything I had to say years ago," she confessed as they returned home and headed upstairs. "I could hold it against him that things turned out the way they have, but I'd rather move past it. Life is too short to dwell on bad memories. Peter may no longer be mine, but that doesn't make me any less capable of loving or being loved. I just have to remember that."
Jake wanted to have the perfect words to tell her that his father was a selfish bastard who'd lost sight of the best thing in his life, but he knew fanning that flame was something neither of them really wanted. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed and watched as his mother slipped out of her clothes and climbed into bed. Jake worked his way out of his and joined her under the blankets.
"I don't think I could stop loving you if I tried," he told her putting his hand gently on her waist.
