It was just moments after Alice had hung up the phone that she heard her son, Rob, enter the house, and rather quietly he scurried upstairs to his room. Hmmm, she thought, that was somewhat unusual for her son, who always checked in with her when he got home. She heard the door to his room close. This was all so uncharacteristic of her son..
In the six years that her husband, Rob's dad had essentially abandoned them, Rob had really given her no problems what so ever. He had great grades, had great friends, excelled in sports, dated some nice girls and had been an all around very supportive son.
In fact her son had been the least of her concerns since her husband left. She had married early and given birth to her only son within weeks after her honeymoon. She managed to get an education and has been working the same job for years. She made good money and was materially self- sufficient. At thirty-six, she still had a great figure, nice full pendulous breasts, toned legs and a great, though slightly ample ass. Her long brown hair completed the desirable picture. Yet, she still had not found another mate. Sure she had dated and still had plenty of opportunities to date. Most men however, were too unrefined, too weak or too cowardly about seriously taking on a professional woman with a son living in her home.
Again, she continued to ponder, her son's behavior was not usual. Maybe there was something going on after all, as the angry phone call she had just received insinuated. She waited a few moments to collect her thoughts and figure out how she was going to deal with this. She truly and honestly could not recall her son ever being any problem at all. She concluded that being firm and supportive would have to do, and oh, how she wished there was a strong man in her life who could help her navigate this uncharted territory.
She made it up the stairs to Rob's room. Tentatively, she knocked on his door, which became slightly ajar; the latch had never really worked well. "Rob, I need to talk with you. Can you please come out ."
"Uh…just ..Just a second mom" Inside she heard some rustling of clothes and inadvertently saw her son pulling up his shorts, as he had rather quickly jumped up off the bed.
"I'll be downstairs." She was halfway down the steps when she heard her son's foot steps following her. She made to the family room, sat on the lounge chair and motioned for her son to sit on the couch across from her.
"I just received a phone call from Mr. Andrews, he was really furious with you."
"Mom, nothing happened…really."
"Rob, please…he was really upset about you and his daughter. Doesn't want you around her anymore. Now, go on and tell me what happened, all that happened so we can figure this out together."
"Well Jane and I were on their deck and he well he caught us that's all"
"Caught you?… Where you having sex?"
"Mom!!!"
"Well were you?"
"No…Mom this is embarrassing."
"Son, I am your mother and I wasn't born yesterday. I understand that you have needs and you have girlfriends. Now promise me you'll tell me, honestly, all that happened so we can figure out how to deal with this and how to deal with Mr. Andrews."
"Mom really I didn't do anything. Jane and I were hanging out on the deck and she was being a real tease. He caught us."
"Being a tease?"
"She showed me her tits… I mean breasts but she wouldn't let me touch them. And then Mr. Andrews came out and started yelling at us."
"So you left and came home?"
"Well not exactly."
"Not exactly?"
"See he was really mad, you know, cussing and stuff. He grabbed Jane and took her in the house. Told me to stay away from her. I was really scared for her mom."
"ROB!!! WHAT DID YOU DO?"
"It wasn't like I'd fought him or nothing. I just went around the house to see what he was doing to her."
"Well?"
"Mom I could hear him yelling and calling her names, you know like slut and stuff. So I peeked through a window."
"Rob!!! You know its wrong to be peaking into other peoples homes like that?"
"I know mom, but I couldn't help it mom."
"Well?"
" I saw them mom. He had her bent over a chair. Her shorts were down and Mr. Andrews was…was spanking her." Rob swallowed the lump in his throat as he told his mother that last bit, remembering how excited that made him. He noticed a familiar stirring in his groin as he wished he'd had time to relieve his horniness before his mom had knocked on his door.
"Did Mr. Andrews catch you peeking son?" His mom queried interrupting his thoughts.
"I don't know mom. Jane looked and she saw me. I then ran home." Alice's mind was racing. Never did she ever expect to be dealing with type of situation with her son. To top it off, this had awakened her own memories of her past . They were fond, exciting memories of her father spanking her and fondling her afterwards. God, how she had loved that, she remembered, and how she had provoked him into spanking her again and again, right up until the time she had gotten married. And now this thing with her son, she looked at him sitting across from her. Was that an erection she saw growing in his shorts. Semiconsciously, she shifted in her chair allowing her skirt to move, exposing her thigh.
"Jane saw you?" She asked. Alice stay focused, she said to herself, there will be plenty of time later, to deal with your horniness. Suddenly it hit had her, Rob must have been masturbating in his room about this.
"Mom it was really weird. She saw me and had this strange look on her face and she smiled at me." Rob couldn't help it. He was getting hard talking about this. Never before had he considered spanking. He'd never before imagined or even heard of spanking as a sexual practice. But this had most definitely excited him. And his mom wasn't making it any easier. He couldn't help but notice as he had before, how good she looked. And now he could see most of her legs accentuated by her high- heeled sandals. He glanced at her chest and saw her full bosom wondering if were wearing a bra.
"Rob, what do you mean strange?" Alice could see her son's excitement. And perversely, she judged, she did not want this conversation to end.
"Mom like she really liked getting it. Mom…Do people really get turned on by doing that?" What the hell he thought, he might a well get this figured out. Besides if she told him it was sick, he could have gotten some counseling or medication. But really, he admitted, this talk had just made him hot.
"Well son…" she hesitated, "some people do. In fact some find it very exciting."
"Is it wrong mom?"
"No dear. As I've told you before, nothing is wrong in sex if both people enjoy it and no one gets hurt." She couldn't help it, but she had to know. She chose her words deliberately, "Son, did it excite you to see Jane get her ass slapped?"
He was floored by his mother's bold use of language. "Ah…yes mom."
"Have you ever spanked a girl before dear?" She realized that she was reaching a point of no return. Somehow she knew it would be just fine. He was after all sexually mature and by all prior indications sexually active. Maybe she could teach him something, and have her, apparently morbid urges satisfied while she was at it.
"No mom…"
She did not allow him to finish, she pressed on, "Would that turn you on?"
"Yes, I guess so."
"Son, you're excited now aren't you?" reaching across the floor with her high heeled foot she gently stroked the back of her son's calf.
"Yes" It was more like a hiss, a feeble whisper, but that was all that he could manage.
