There is a beautiful art of slow sensual seduction, when one or both parties slowly, methodically and deliberately lures the other ever so slowly into their web of carnal desires.
If it is done correctly, it is slow and the other party even though they may be aware, is helpless or even sometimes unwilling to fight it and eventually find themselves caught up in a web of sensual delights they have no choice but to succumb to.
Mom and I have enjoyed an immensely rewarding sex life that was fully consummated on the Christmas night after my eighteenth birthday but who seduced whom is not perfectly clear. Some could say it was she who seduced me but yet one may argue it was the other way around or it can even be said it was mutual.
No matter which argument you chose to believe the fact remains there was a slow sensual seduction, the seeds of which may go back even further than first imagined. As you read, you can decide for yourself who seduced whom and just when it began.
Mom and I have always been close, much closer than any normal mother son relationship seeing that we have had only each other to depend on for most of our time together, except for the few years we lived with her Aunt Ruby
You see, Mom gave birth to me when shortly before her 18th birthday when she was still a senior in high school . She was extremely attractive but some what on the big side. Mom wasn't extremely fat or obese, she had what you may call a "pooch belly" and may have been 10-15 pounds over weight but she carried it well. That was because she was fairly tall(5'11") and had a large bone structure.
When Mom was 16 she had reached her adult height and was like I said a knock out. She had long raven black hair which was naturally curly and came down to her shoulder blades. She also had full pouty lips dark eyes long well toned dancers legs and measured 36D-26-36. Her looks combined with her charismatic personality allowed any door to be opened for her and she could have any guy she wanted
In school she was a top honor student and president of the junior class and in her senior year she was SGA president and was lined up for a scholarship for any college she wanted. With all this going for her, she was still some what of a wild child. She knew she was sexy and she loved to party so she did and she would party as hard as she would work.
On her 17th birthday she would make the move that would alter her life forever, she sneaked out of the house and went to a party where she ended up making out with some guy and becoming preggers.
When her parents found out they threw her out on her ear because in their eyes she was a disgrace. She had thrown away her life they said and now it was up to her to deal with it. They told her that she was close to being an adult so she should have to bear the responsibilities.
Mom's aunt Ruby had always been close to her and somewhat a second mom to Mom and had pity on her took her in but only in one condition, that she settle down and finish school. Mom agreed and things went well. Aunt Ruby had been somewhat of a wild child herself and could relate so she didn't pass judgment on Mom.
When I was born Mom named me Franklin Davis and then her last name which was Stewart. Franklin was after her Grandfather and the Davis was after Aunt Ruby's Uncle but Mom would end up calling me by my nick name Dave.
I guess having me forced Mom to grow up and to be less wild and to take more responsibility. Mom was able to finish high school even though the school administration took away her SGA president mantle for improprieties, she finished number two in her class and graduated with top honors.
Since Mom a mouth to feed, going away to college was not an option, so she managed to use the several scholarships she had been awarded to attend the local university and she completed a double major in computer science and Finance.
When Mom graduated five years later, she managed to land a good paying job(around 45K a year) with a well known company as a programmer/analyst in charge of the financial end of the company.
For the first couple of years we still stayed with her aunt Ruby and when Mom came up with a good down payment on a house we moved to a small 1350 square foot 3 bed 2 bath white wooden frame house in a nice quiet older neighborhood. It wasn't much but it was ours.
By now I was seven years old and in school so Mom could feel better at ease about working and I still stayed with her aunt Ruby until Mom got off at five in the evening.
This would go on for another seven years to then Mom got a big promotion to senior project manager plus a huge bonus and raise and we were able to sell the house and buy a nice 4 bedroom 3 bath two story brick home with a huge yard a 3 car garage with bonus room in a nice neighborhood near a school so I could walk to school.
With the advent of the Internet and the ability to transfer information via modems, Mom found that she could stay at home and work She would still have to attend regular weekly planning sessions where she would have to make presentations and the quarterly department head meetings; However, the company was good about it and since she was a valuable asset to them and they liked her, they paid for her to have a nice computer complete with the software she needed plus a cable modem with remote network access so she could transfer the data more quickly.
By now I was almost fifteen years old and since Mom was working at home, she hardly dressed, mostly in a short waist length lace robe or an old buttoned down blouse either of which she left open in front a bra and panties. She figured I could handle it since I saw women on the TV all the time in lingerie, but it was still always tasteful.
Also from time from when I was eleven to when I turned seventeen, Mom would have a number of male suitors who tried dating her but most of them never lasted. Deep down she was afraid I wouldn't approve but I told her it was okay but she never really believed it, seeing that I was hard on every one that tried to date her.
At age 17 something changed and Mom completely gave up trying to date. Some could say she just figured I would never accept anyone, which deep down I never would have. She was mine and I wanted her all to myself and was not about to share her with anyone
Some could say this was some kind of oedipal complex sub-consciously playing itself out, who knows. I never really, at least consciously, thought of Mom that way until I turned seventeen then something inside me awoke and something in Mom caused her to see me differently.
At seventeen I reached my adult height of 6'1" and weighed in at 185 pounds with brownish blonde hair, a muscular toned chest and arms and washboard abs. In school I ran track and was on the wrestling team so I had to stay in pretty good shape.
It was here that Mom would begin not to see me as a little boy any more but more of a handsome young man with whom she found herself becoming sexually attracted to and began turning her attention toward me, but she hid it well at least at first.
I began to see Mom in more of a sexual way now as well. By now Mom was 35 and she was still sexy and had the looks and body of a woman in her twenties and had lost a little of her pooch belly and her body was still firm and tight seeing that she had worked out some as well.
From the time I was seventeen to until I turned eighteen Mom started dressing very provocatively around the house but still I never really saw her completely naked except for the times I would see her in the shower or tub, which became more and more frequent but the sexy lingerie she wore left little to the imagination and sure made me want to all the more.
I would begin to find ways to see Mom naked I would make excuses to see her when she was in the tub or just happened to be there when she was coming out of the shower. Mom would do the same thing and so our little game would persist until I turned eighteen.
On my eighteenth birthday, she would decide it was time for the wall of separation to come down and that is when or little game of "I spy" as I have come to call it ended and the real seduction began .
That particular year, my birthday happened to fall on a Wednesday during the week of fall break so I was home from school. Mom let me sleep in that morning seeing that we had been up late the night before watching movies, something we did regularly on weekends and since I was off from school we did it the previous night.
I came downstairs from my room around 9:30 in the morning dressed in a pair of gold gym trunks and short sleeve t-shirt. The shirt was maroon and had a picture of a Spartan Warrior's head in a helm turned sideways in a profile. Above the helm in gold lettering in a semicircular layout was written "Spartans."
The gym shorts were golden and had the initials "R.D.H.S" above a maroon Spartan Helm and underneath was written "Phys Ed." The initials stood for the name of the school which was Robinson Davis High School.
I saw Mom sitting at the table in the breakfast alcove that was in the glassed in sun room. She was dressed in her ankle length white lacy robe she often wore, drinking coffee and smoking a cigarette as she read the paper.
I thought nothing of it and just assumed she had on some lingerie set underneath but was I wrong.
I called out "Hey Mom" and got an eyeful when she turned and stood up and said "Good morning sweetie and Happy Birthday!!!"
The robe was open but that was not what took me by surprise, it was that when she turned, I got a full frontal view of her tight firm naked body in all of its magnificent glory.
Her sumptuous 36D breasts were so supple and round and inviting. Her torso was tight and seemed to glisten with glitter paint and her nice furry raven haired pussy was exquisitely trimmed and glistened in the morning light.
Mom slinked over to me as she sashayed her body seductively to where I was standing and knew that I was dumbstruck because it all I could do was to gape I was definitely aroused and turned on but all I could do was to say "Wow, Mom!!!"
Mom paid no attention to the fact that I was practically gawking at her and walked over to where I was standing, dropped her robe and let it fall to the ground and put her arms around my neck, draping them on my shoulders and stood with her body slightly touching mine.
"How is my young man doing this morning, and what a handsome and sexy one he has turned out to be."
" I'm fine, thanks," I replied not knowing for sure what to say.
I was getting back some of my composure, although my heart was racing ninety to nothing.
"You're looking " and instead of saying "nice" or "attractive" or something along those lines, before I could stop myself I blurted out "hot."
"Mmmmmm," Mom replied purring pressing her body into mine and locking her hands around my neck
"I am glad you approve. I was so afraid you wouldn't like it, but I figured since we are both adults now, I see no reason why I shouldn't let you see me naked all the time. After all, I am not ashamed of my body so why not show it off to the person who means the most to me in all my life."
"Thanks," I responded again. "You mean a lot to me too," still feeling a bit awkward but beginning to get over it.
