Brad was born and raised on the West Coast but when he started college his parents began talks about moving out of State. Then shortly after his graduation and landing his first good job, they did exactly that. To the Heartland where things are slower and people far friendlier.
Just getting started Brad found it hard to get away so it was three years before he had the opportunity to visit his parent. It just so happened that Brad would miss half of the time during his visit with his dad seeing he would be away on a hunting trip, now retired. This did not bother Brad much as he was always more a mommy's boy and seeing his dad for a few days would serve as plenty.
The first day with Mom went how anyone would think, lots of talking and getting caught up. Mom was sad to hear that her son didn't have anyone special in his life and she asked how he copes, his mom was always open about sexual things even with her own son. It was she who had that awkward bird and bees conversation with him many years ago.
Brad: "Well Mom, l see carpal tunnel in my future." (They both laughed.)
Mom: "Yeah, l brought a black light into your bedroom one night..., how in the hell did you get it on the ceiling?" (They both laugh again.)
After they went to bed that night Brad's thoughts of Mom nor his hand found relief as he lay there for the first time wondering if the chances his Mom had similar thoughts.
Whether she did or not you wouldn't know by the next day, it was most enjoyable but a loving Mom and son situation. This didn't bother Brad but he did start looking at his Mom differently. He always thought she was attractive and the fact every friend of his pounded into him how hot his mom was there was no real escape from it. But now older or maybe the years apart allowed Brad to expand his thoughts, as dirty as they were. He did his best to hide his cock which was on full erection every time she entered the room.
That night when his Mom came down after her shower Brad committed how good his mom looked.
Mom: "Oh stop it, in this old robe?" "You know l am in my late fifties now."
Brad: "Yeah Mom, in anything or out." (he said laughingly.) "And sixty looks good on you, hot even."
Mom: "Well, this robe is old but these are new." With that, she opened her robe revealing her body in a bra and panties. Not the kind one might imagine on a nearly sixty-year-old, but the type Brad had hoped for all along. Small and sexy, showing his mom's curves and proving the fact she was still a sexual being.
Brad: "Damn Mom, do you still have that black light?" (Both laughing again.)
They snuggled up on the couch which brought back memories of years past. Brad did his best to hide his feelings and he prayed his Mom couldn't read his thoughts. As the credits of the now-finished movie rolled it was Brad who inquired what was that sound coming from the outside.
Mom: "Oh my god, it's a tornado warning! Hurry, come with me to the basement."
The basement was mostly a catch-all as they didn't need the extra room seeing it was just the two of them normally. But for this exact reason or something else, there was a double bed and nightstand off to the side.
With the siren still blasting they decided to try to get some sleep as it was very late at this point, better safe than sorry Mom added. She then pulled back the covers and began to get in.
Brad: "Mom, what are you doing, you're not going to sleep in your robe are you?"
Mom: "Well l don't have any PJs down here, but l guess l can sleep in just my bra and panties if that won't bother you."
Brad: "Yes Mom, please do."
With that, Mom shed her robe and climbed into bed Brad right behind her. Twenty minutes in it was clear both were still awake, Brad began to rub his mom's shoulders to hopefully relax her.
