Hello, welcome to the story of Jose and Maria Sanchez.
My name is Jose Sanchez, I am now 19 years old and the son of Julio and Maria Sanchez.
My mother is Maria, mom is a young and beautiful woman, very hard working and dedicated to raising me for the last 4 years.
Mom is only 34 years old, having me at a young age of 15 when her and dad immigrated to the United States from Mexico.
Immigrated or rather swam the river and hid out for months until dad found a job at a farm just north of the border, he worked the farm for several years.
I was actually born here in Texas so I guess I'm what you'd call a anchor baby.
Mom had me about four months after they crossed the border in Del Rio Texas three days after mom's 15th birthday so mom and I usually celebrated our birthdays at the same time.
Dad was a few years older than mom by 11 years, yes dad was a cradle robber I guess, marrying mom at 14 while he was 25 but that wasn't unusual in Mexico.
I did go to school in the Texas at Del Rio schools, I made good grades and no I wasn't some kind of football hero or anyone special throughout my school years, just a hard working kid, studying hard and working on the farm after my school work was finished.
Mom worked in a janitorial service that cleaned large office buildings, one of which was Martin's law firm.
Harvey Martin and his wife Patricia were great people, they served a lot of the Mexican community as that was over seventy five percent of their business.
The government paid the Martin firm for their services to the minority community and Harvey Martin was happy to scoop up every dollar the government sent his way, we didn't mind because it was a free benefit for us.
Mr. Martin and his wife represented us when dad had his accident, and I guess he did his best, but it's hard for a small time lawyer to fight big corporate lawyers and win in a town you're not residing in.
I remember well, I was 15 and in class one day when mom came and took me out of school.
Mom was crying but didn't tell me much.
We went to the police station in Del Rio and mom was in a conversation with her lawyer Harvey Martin when I overheard one of the police officers saying over the phone that a Mr. Julio Sanchez was in a accident involving a truck loaded with oilfield equipment.
My dad died that morning on the road in front of the farm he worked at, he was baling hay on the side of the road when the driver of the oilfield truck lost control and ran over dad and the tractor.
To make the long story short, the oilfield company purchased the farm owner new equipment if he signed a release, which he gladly signed since the old tractor was in poor shape anyway, but the companies big shot lawyers balked at settling with the family of an illegal immigrant.
Mr. Martin sued on my mothers behalf but the case was moved to San Antonio, a much friendlier location for oil businesses.
We did get a court date and yes they settled after a years worth of haggling in the courts.
Mom received the small sum of two hundred and fifty thousand, even though our lawyer showed records of the breath test done on the driver showed he was double the limit over intoxicated, mom was still an illegal immigrant.
Myself, I am a born Texan but I was also the minor son of a illegal so our lawyer settled for fifty grand and two years of junior college paid for in my name when I graduated.
The farmer was gracious enough to let mom and myself stay in the house I was raised in as long as mom and I worked there after school and she got off work, yes how nice of him.
I graduated at 16 and half years of age, I was a great student, like I said, not a star in sports but good in class.
I went to the local college for a little over one year studying construction management and working part time for a local concrete company.
Mom still works for the cleaning company for now but things are changing soon.
I was making decent money but working a lot of hours, mom was working 10 hour shifts, we were told we had to leave the house on the farm because we could no longer work for the farmer and he had another Mexican family that needed the house.
We found a small house right outside of town, it was small but clean and sound, only thing we could find available that didn't ask a lot of questions.
A pretty little house with a small yard that wouldn't take much upkeep and a good roof that didn't leak so we were fine with it being only one bedroom, I decided sleeping on the couch was good enough for me.
Mom's birthday was three days ago and I had bought her a nice set of earrings, mom looked at me with tears in her eyes and said. "Son you should not buy me expensive things like this, save your money."
"Mom, I love you and you have always been here to take care of me, now it's my time to take care of you and don't worry about my money, I am making much more than you think."
"Yes my son, you work all the time and you should spend the money on your girl."
"Mom, I have been promoted to manager of one of the concrete crews and I do have a special girl, it's you my beautiful young lady."
I laughed while my mother had this expression on her face and a tear still in her eye, I gathered mom into my arms and kissed mom on her cheek beside her mouth.
"I love you mom."
"I love you too son, I've just never had anything this beautiful given to me before and I think you should get your money back and save it for your family someday."
I raised mom's chin and kissed her on her nose lightly, looking into her eyes.
"My dear mother, I love you and you are my family."
Then I brushed my lips onto hers with a small kiss and I even noticed when our lips made contact, mom's eyes closed and the slight moan came from her throat.
Three days later, I came home from work, we had a short day only working 10 hours that day and as I walked into our house, mom was at the stove preparing a meal, my favorite, meatloaf and mashed potatoes.
"Happy birthday my handsome young man, go take your bath and get dressed, your birthday dinner will be ready soon."
I had a hot relaxing bath, soothing the sore back I had been complaining about for months now.
Mom has been telling me that sleeping on the couch was not good for me and we should trade places with me taking her bed and her the couch, but I kept refusing her offer, she even mentioned the bed was big enough for both of us but little did she know, I made enough money that we could afford a bigger place and I preferred staying in the little house because it was closer to her.
And yes I had thoughts of sharing the bed with my mother, but I knew it would fan the flames of my desire for this beautiful Mexican woman.
Out of the bath and dressed in a pair of jeans and white western shirt, I walk into the dining room and everything looks so edible, the meatloaf, the mashed potatoes, and there was two glasses of wine at each plate but the best looking dish was standing beside the dining room table wearing a light blue sundress and bright red lipstick wearing the shining diamond earrings and the smile and sparkling brown eyes.
"Happy birthday son, I love you and hope you enjoy your dinner."
I walk to my mother and look at the table food of delicious food.
"Thank you mom and you know this is perfect, the meal I love most and the beautiful woman on earth that I love most."
Bending down, I kissed my mother the first real kiss we have shared that was more than a peck on the lips.
I scooted her seat out and she sat and kissed the top of her head and walked to set myself down.
Mom and I had a nice dinner and conversation and afterwards we decided to sit on the sofa and talk more while watching television.
Mom found a romantic movie that she had been wanting to see and I was happy to watch it with her and while she was getting us more wine I had the tv ready to watch the movie.
Mom came and was headed towards the chair beside the couch but I took hold of her hand and said.
"Maria, mom, please set here beside me, we can talk and hear each other better."
Mom moved toward the opposite but still having her hand in mine, I guided her right beside me.
I never realized how beautiful my mother was as I did when she was beside me at this moment, those bright brown eyes looking into mine, her lips parted, as her breath inhaled and exhaled her plump breast would rise and fall with every breath and the nipples were proudly pointed, large and delicious looking.
The sundress had risen up halfway on her thighs as she sat down, mom had placed her other hand on top of her dress between her thighs just below her womanhood and even with the noise of the television I could hear the breath she was taking.
Again I lean towards her and her eyes close and head leans as I kiss her lips for another short kiss.
"Thank you for such a wonderful birthday, I love you, now lets watch your movie."
I wrap my arm around mom and draw her to me, she leans her head onto my shoulder and I hear her whisper.
"I love you too my handsome man."
We watched the whole movie without much interruption, we did fill our wine glasses a few times and a few short kisses but not much conversation until the movie was finished.
"Son, I know your back is hurting you, why don't you take the bed and I will sleep on the couch."
"No mom, I will be fine."
"Son, we can alternate nights we sleep on the couch."
"No mom, I will be fine."
"Then if some nights your back is hurting you, then come share the bed with me son, it's plenty big enough for two."
That night we had been drinking a few glasses of wine and enjoyed the snuggling and after the movie and during our brief chat mom had asked me why I had not been dating anyone.
"Mom, I have not had time to date anyone and why would I want to when I have the most beautiful woman here in my house and no one could compare to you."
"Son, you're young and you need woman companionship."
"I have you beautiful and since you're asking, why have you not found you another man mom, you're still young and very beautiful."
"Son, I loved your dad very much and now you're the only man in my life."
We were silent for a few minutes, just looking into each others eyes when I made my move and leaned down to kiss this beautiful creature and this kiss was very sensual, mom's lips parted and we continued with a not so mother son french kissing session that lasted at least two minutes.
