"Geez Mom," complained David Michaels as he dropped the two suitcases down in the hotel room.
Rachel Michaels peered over his shoulder entering the room to see the problem. She noticed it immediately. Instead of two double customarily found in an interstate motel room, there was just one queen size bed. A frown creased her 38-year old lips.
"Don't worry honey, I'll call the front desk," she walked past her college bound son and straight to the phone. She plopped her 120-pound frame on the bed and picked up the old style rotary phone. Dialing '0', Rachel connected with the operator.
"Miss, there is some mistake about our room..." Rachel began.
"...No we didn't use an online booking site...."
David saw the frown on his mother's face. He hated when she was upset. Her face always looked much brighter when she smiled. His mother frowned a lot when his father died. But recently she has come to terms with his passing and has started to move on with her life. David worried that going away to college might upset her, but she seemed to be in great spirits. She was extremely proud of him and was ecstatic that he got accepted on full scholarship to the UNH.
The only problem is that the school was more than a day's drive. The two of them drove as far as either could possibly handle. After a long stretch of empty highway, the pair came across a signs for motels at the next exit. Both agreed it was a perfect time to stop.
The woman working the front seemed affable and told them they were lucky to snag the last available room. Apparently a huge town festival was occurring the next day and all the rooms had been booked solid. That explained the no vacancy signs on the other Motels that they passed before coming to this one.
Unfortunately the front desk clerk neglected to mention that this room only had one bed. She must have assumed that they were lovers. David chuckled at that thought. His mother was still drop dead gorgeous at 38 and could pass off as a woman half her age. Rachel's long blonde hair flowed down to the middle of her back. She barely applied make-up, but it was hardly necessary. Her breasts were a firm 36c and had no hint of sagging. All his buddies on the swim team use to tell him that she was the best-looking Mom in the world. David hated to admit it, but he agreed with their assessment.
David on the other hand looked slightly older than his eighteen years. At 5'9" he was in great shape from his years of competitive swimming. The swimming helped him land a scholarship at college. He kept his brown hair cut short. He looked more like his uncles than his father. While his father had been short and mousy, David was taller and had a more rugged look.
Rachel sighed as she hung up the phone. David knew right away that she had been unsuccessful in changing the rooms.
"No luck Mom?" inquired David.
"Sorry David, not only that they have no more spare cots. Looks like we are stuck here."
"Well we can try to find another hotel..."
Rachel shook her head, "You saw that they were all booked, besides I'm too tired for more driving."
"Alright I'll sleep on the floor," began David.
"Nonsense, the bed is big enough to share. We'll be fine."
David shrugged. If his mother didn't mind, why should he? Besides David really did want to sleep on the floor. His back was stiff enough as it was from the car ride. With more driving required tomorrow he couldn't bear the though of lying uncomfortably on the ground.
David smiled, "Alright then, just don't hog the covers."
Rachel laughed and threw one of the pillows at him.
"Glad I got you to laugh about this situation," David said, "So do you want to get ready for bed first or shall I?"
"If you don't mind, I'd like to take a shower first and relax. Why don't you watch some TV?"
"Sure thing."
Rachel went to her suitcase and zipped it open. David glanced at her ass as she bent over to pick things out. He felt some stirring in his loins as he saw her jeans stretch while leaning over the suitcase. He quickly looked away feeling slightly ashamed. David worried that this might be a problem if he has to share a bed after all.
Holding her things, Rachel turned to her son, "Ok, go ahead and find something. I'll be out in a bit."
David searched for the remote as his mother disappeared into the bathroom. He finally found it as he heard the shower come to life. Turning it on David was shocked by the image on the screen.
The TV was on a porn channel and showed a busty blonde woman given a young man a hand job. She seemed like an expert at it too. David's own dick started to form a tent in his jean. The blonde looked at the camera and licked her lips as she continued her manipulation of the man's cock.
Grateful that his mother was in the bathroom and didn't see this on the TV, he attempted to turn the channel. The last thing he wanted was a raging hard-on the night he had to sleep next to his mother. That would be difficult to explain. As he pressed the remote button, nothing seemed to happen. The channel changer seemed busted. No matter what button he pressed the channel remained the same.
David started pressing buttons frantically. Nothing was working. The power button no longer seemed to work either. He headed up to the TV to turn it off manually. But before he got there, the woman on the scream started to bob her hand on her partners cock. The erotic scene held David frozen in place.
The blonde managed to deep throat the man's dick. David had never received a blowjob in his life. The furthest he and his ex-girlfriend ever got was mutual masturbation. She refused to put his dick in her mouth. David felt no need to eat her out if she wasn't going to return the favor. The scene was amazing since he'd never seen a girl perform fellatio before.
Unconsciously David began to rub his dick unconsciously through his pants. Part of his brain was screaming to turn off the TV before his mother returned. However that portion was overruled by the part that wanted to see the whole scene play out. The blonde on the screen seemed to be enjoying what she was doing as she moaned with the cock in her mouth.
David was so enraptured by the scene of the screen he did not hear the shower stop or the bathroom door open. His mother froze as she saw him rubbing his crotch through his pants. She started to say something when she heard moans from the TV. Rachel turned to the mirror and saw the reflection of the girl getting drenched by cum from the man. Rachel gasped.
"Mom!" David said shocked and embarrassed.
"What are you watching young man?" demand Rachel.
