The kids are all in bed and I'm trying to find someone online to have a chat with. Turns out nobody is on so I decide to surf the web for sites of interest. After a half hour of boring surfing, I figured it couldn't hurt to browse porn sites and relieve some stress before bed. I haven't been with a man for a while and it was really starting to get to me. Taking care of myself was barely adequate at this point, but it was all I had. I just found a new site to check out, but wasn't sure what category I wanted to look into. I put my cursor on the list, closed my eyes, moved the cursor around and clicked. When I opened my eyes, I was looking at a topic I never even felt an urge to check into before. I was going to backspace and try again, but curiosity got the best of me and I decided to see just what the site had to offer.
This was a site devoted to mom and son sex. The thought of that never appealed to me and I wanted to find out why some people were interested in this. I glanced at some pictures and read a few stories. To my surprise, I was getting very turned on by a subject I considered taboo. I decided to turn off my computer without relieving myself and go to bed. I was going to climb into bed but remembered I left something downstairs and decided to retrieve it before my kids messed with it in the morning.
My twenty year old son was still up watching TV as he usually does every night. I grabbed what I came down for and turned to go back upstairs. I stopped for a moment and looked at my son. I started to wonder if my son ever had thoughts of being with an older woman. He wasn't seeing anyone and I knew the only satisfaction he was getting was, like me, by taking care of himself. I walked to the stairs and stopped again. Could it really hurt to ask if he would be interested, embarrassing yes, but he would have the final say.
I took a deep breath and told him I wanted to ask him a question. I told him a simple yes or no answer would be fine. I asked him if he ever fantasized about being with an older woman. He hesitated a bit, slightly embarrassed, and answered yes. I told him about the site I saw and said if he had any interest in that, considering we were both consenting adults, I might also be interested and if he wants to give it a try, all he has to do is come upstairs. I also told him if the answer is no and he doesn't come up, we'll just pretend that the subject was never brought up. I turned and went up to my room and crawled into bed. The uncertainty of what he was going to do had me on pins and needles. It really surprised me how much the idea of this was turning me on.
After about five minutes, my bedroom door opened. My son walked in, closed the door and moved to the edge of my bed. I reached my hand out to him and told him we'll take this very slow and if at any point he changes his mind, all he has to do is say so and we'll stop. He crawled into the bed and laid down next to me. I wasn't quite sure how to start this and I was second guessing whether I could actually go through with it. I put my hand behind his head and pulled his face to mine. I let my lips lightly brush his before kissing him full on. He didn't pull back so I continued kissing him adding tongue.