*** All characters in this story are 18 or older. **
CHAPTER 1
Tim laid there sleeping. His mother, Caroline, leaning against the door frame watching her baby boy sleep. She sipped her coffee as her eyes caressed over his naked frame. Four years of wrestling, taking him to every part of the state. The trophies filled the wall to bring that fact to light. Her eyes savored every muscular inch until she saw his thick cock. Morning wood..damn what a sight, she thought. Every time she saw it, she marveled at it like it was new.
Now on his eighteenth birthday, he was to undergo a life altering realization of what his family dynamic actually was. Caroline had hoped that he was open enough to understand what he was now going to be asked of him, would he in fact accept? She looked up at his alarm, sighed regrettably, then reached for the door handle and closed the door quietly.
Caroline walked back to her bedroom and into the master bath. Grabbing a washcloth and wetting it with cool water. She places the wet cloth between her thighs trying to cool off her throbbing pussy. Her hand holding onto the counter top as she tried to cool the heat emanating from her core, shaking her head as she wiped up from her knee up to the crest of her pussy. "God, I'm a mess..." Caroline says under her breath.
After cleaning herself up she walked over to the wall in her bedroom, bookcases lining it, she locates a certain book, tilting it back, hearing a 'CLICK". The adjacent bookcase swung out a few inches. Caroline moved the case open farther placing her thumb on a scanning screen, an audible "beep" sounds. She grabbed the handle to the safe, turning the lever. Pulling the door open, she reaches into the top shelf and pulls out a rather large book, a large "D" scribed on it's cover.
Tim's alarm went off, reaching over and turning it off. He sat up swinging his muscular legs to the edge of the bed, sitting up. After getting his bearings, standing up, walking to the bathroom he stops and looks down the hall seeing nobody, moving in to the bathroom and starts his shower.
Caroline hands shake as she places the book on her bed, catching herself in the full length mirror, she smiled. Two long years of running 3-5 miles every other day, yoga twice a week. At 40 years old she looked to be in her younger 30's. Her 40 DD tits held their own against the powers of gravity, her cored, toned mid section almost to a six-pack. She turned to see her waxed pussy, clean and swollen, her labia a little larger than normal, but, her sex drive has been on overload for the past week. Her ass was firm, once she was told by a friend at yoga that a quarter could be bounced off it, everyone got a good laugh, she was right her gluts routine was of a mix of P90X and extreme work-out. Caroline stood 5'8" tall her Irish family shining through with her red locks down to the middle of her back, freckles covering most of her body. Her emerald green eyes flickered with light.
Caroline broke from her admiration and grabbed another robe wrapping herself in it, taking the book with her as she made her way back into the kitchen. Placing it on the table, she made herself another cup of coffee. Sitting down at what would be the head of the table, she pondered what would happen in the next few hours.
Tim finished up his shower making note that he wouldn't have time to jerk off. He turned off the water, then grabbed a towel and started drying off. As he made his way back into his bedroom, glancing out again, seeing his mother sitting at the table in heavy thought. She had started becoming more entranced than normal, it was starting to worry him. He finally went in and dressed and closed his door as he headed down to meet his mother.
As Tim came up behind his mom, he leaned down, wrapping his arms just under her breasts, his palm pressed softly against her left one as he squeezed a soft hug. By doing it this way his hand pressed into her tit.
