Chapter 17 - Max
The drive home and the following night was uneventful for Max and his mother Linda, because he saw no signs and was too afraid to take the lead. Just before he want to bed a little dejected, Linda told her son that they would be visiting her parents the next day - Saturday. Max knew this would be an all day thing, as it always was and knew Saturday would be a write-off in trying to seduce his mother. So as he lay in bed trying to fall asleep he cursed going to his grandparents, because he had built up his resolve to act on any signs his mother may give him and he didn't want any space between his build up and acting on it.
Max had always thought his mother was special, although he realized most of the guys thought this way toward their mums. But for Max there was something special about Linda, and he had known it all his life. He so wanted to fuck her, it sometimes hurt. Although he was always thankful she had never dated, or even had men over to the house. No, Linda was special and Max had always felt she had treated him differently from other mothers and sons, more like her best friend.
Linda too was thinking and couldn't sleep. She had seen something in her son's eyes she hadn't seen in him before, but she had seen it before somewhere else, and now she was wondered where. Then it cam to her; she had seen that look in men who lusted after her over the years. Her son was lusting after her, she told herself with a smile. 'About time', she thought and turned over to find sleep a lot easier now.
Linda had been waiting for this from her son, so now she had to decide how to proceed because she wanted Max. She thought about how she could indicate her desire to him, so he would understand and yet not be frightened off. Linda would sleep on it, as she did with most of her problems.
The next morning brought nothing out of the ordinary for mother and son, and after breakfast Linda drove them the twenty kilometres to her parents' house. Within no time they were warmly welcomed in their house and ensconced in their usual seats. Grandma and grandpa sat next to each other on their couch, while Linda sat in an arm chair to their left because that was grandma's good side and Max opposite his mother at the far end of the very low coffee table.
Linda had decided now was the time to see if her son was ready to enter a whole new relationship with her, and Max was waiting for his mother to make the moves first. He was more than ready to follow his mother, and Linda wanted her son so much. She devised in her mind a serious of actions to first grab her son's attention, and then to up the ante until the inevitable. Linda watched her son and knew now was the time, hoping Max would respond positively.
Max sat bored after the obligatory small talk that involved everything he may have been interested in, until the conversation steered inevitably to the distant relatives. After about ten minutes and the conversation had moved to some of the more obscure relatives, Linda looked down the coffee table at her son. Jason gave his mother a gentle smile and raised his eyebrows at his grandparents, and Linda gave her son a 'thank-you' smile and mouthed a kiss at him. Max mouthed a kiss back, much to his mother's surprise as he had never returned her overt shows of affection before.
As her parents continued to talk about their relatives, Linda blushed just the slightest of red at her son's response, which was not lost on Max. She also felt a little daring now, so she poked her tongue out just a tiny bit. Max was quick to respond when her poked his tongue out a little further, and then waggled it as if her were licking something from side to side, and then grinned at her.
Now Linda blushed even more, but felt herself becoming aroused by her son's action. He had been responsible for arousing his mother in the past, but it was unbeknown to him. Linda felt very daring now, even in front of her parents, but than again that just heightened her arousal. Would she do what she wanted to do with her son, and in front of her parents -- oh the thrill of it.
Linda gave a wink at Max and then glanced down at her lap and he followed her eyes, to where he saw his mother spreading her legs a little so he could see up her little skirt. However, he couldn't see to her panties. Max was both thrilled and crest fallen, because of what his mother had indicated to him and yet he couldn't see the one thing he wanted to. So he looked at Linda as she glanced away from her father who was speaking, and cocked his eyebrow at her and shrugged to ask 'what am I looking at?' Linda guessed her son's questioning look and smiled at him.
She turned her left foot on its side, so her outside ankle was flat on the floor; then stood her right foot on the inside left ankle. This elevated her right leg about five inches off the floor, five inches higher then her left, opening up her legs. Then she slowly swung her right knee outward, opening her legs even further. As she did she slowly exposed her panties to her son, and she watched out of the corner of her eye to she her son gasp quietly as he watched the beautiful show unfold.
Max looked up at his mother who glanced at him and mouthed 'thank-you', as he could see his mother's yellow panties tightly enclosed around her bulging pussy. Linda felt so wicked exposing her panties to her son, and in front of her parents -- who were totally oblivious as they talked away. Because Linda had been so slow in her movements, and both she and Max were careful as they communicated, her parents saw and heard nothing of the exchange between their daughter and her son.
