He came from behind me. Tip-toeing he caught me completely off-guard. He slipped one hand over my mouth and the other round my waist. He pulled me back against him, but allowed me to twist round and look at him. I turned instantly from fear and shock to relief and love at the sight of my son. “Jack you silly bugger!” she yelled, “You frightened me to death.”We laughed and hugged. The hug was quite prolonged. It had been nearly a year since Kevin had been home. I missed my only son as much as he had missed me. I stepped back to look at him. He had filled out and grown even taller. At 6’5” he towered over me. I defiantly noticed the moment we hugged that he was solid and much more muscular than I remembered.
I made tea and we up with each other’s lives. Then Kevin announced that I had just an hour to get ready. He said he had booked a table at a top restaurant and I was his date for the night. I felt like a teenager again, instead of a 39-year old widow.
The meal was delicious, the chauffeur driven limo an unnecessary expense, but they both laughed at the decadence and they were still laughing when they got back home. The meal was delicious. With our meal we enjoyed fine wines – a different one with each course – and superb champagne. We were both, consequently, very relaxed. In the lounge at home, he poured two large brandies, we toasted each other and our future.
Kevin turned on the stereo. He took me in his arms and led me in a provocative dance. Our bodies pressed and moved together. After a few minutes, without stopping the dance, he cupped my chin in his hand and gently pulled my face towards him. Our eyes met and he kissed my lips. Not a son to mom kiss, but something much more intimate. It caught me off guard. I forgot for a moment, who he was.“No!” I almost screamed at him.“Yes”, he whispered, resisting my attempts to wrestle free of his embrace. He just smiled coolly back at me and managed to somehow pin me down and hold my head still at the same time. He kissed me again, this time pushing his tongue deep into my mouth and he kept up the pressure until he felt my body respond. I began to panic again, when I realized that he had worked my legs apart and had opened his fly. I felt the heat and hardness of his cock against my thigh, but try as I might I just couldn’t find a way to stop him. Pushing my bra aside, he bent his face to me and his mouth closed over a hard erect nipple.
My son increased his rhythm slightly and fucked me harder. My breathing became faster and more shallow. I didn’t want him to stop, his cock filled me and felt so good inside me. I knew I was about to cum. I started to tremble and moan louder and louder until I shook uncontrollably as wave after wave coursed through my body. Then it was his turn, thrusting in faster and faster, deeper and deeper, until he, too, knew he was about to blow. I almost came again as I felt him pumping his hot load deep into me.We laid as we were for some time afterwards. We fucked twice more before morning. I had never met a man like him. I felt proud that I had raised him and that I was now his chosen lover.
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