The Seduction of My Mother....Mary
The Seduction of My Mother My name is Jeff, I am 18 years old and I love my mom. Her name is Mary. You may think so what we all love our moms, BUT I make love to my mom. It all started when my dad left my mom for another woman, it was the worst day of her life, and she did everything for him and worshiped the ground he walked on. He came in one day and packed a bag and left, not a word why or a reason. We found out three days later when a letter came from his lawyer stating he wanted a divorce and gave a financial settlement. I came home and found my mom sobbing, she had kept it all from me but I eventually got the whole story from her. Our lives changed that day, mom got a job and I left college and got a job in a sawmill, we refused to talk about him just carried on with our lives. Many nights I heard mom crying in her room, I tried to comfort her but she refused to listen. Christmas loomed upon us, we knew it would not be the same but we put up the decorations and sent out the usual cards to our friends. We had been invited to a friend’s party, mom tried to stay at home, but I managed to get her interested eventually. When mom came out from her room I gasped, she looked stunning, gone was the dowdy clothes she had taken to wearing, she had a long flowing gown that hugged her body like a second skin. She came up to me and hugged me. “Jeff today is the start of a new lease of life for this family, now lets go and get drunk”! As I escorted mom from the house to the car I felt proud to be with her. As I opened the car door she slid into the seat, her gown had a slit running along the side; I was treated to a flash of bare thigh and the top of her stockings. “WOW mom dead sexy” I laughed, she playfully slapped my wrist and called me a pervert who ogles old women. We drove to the party and were greeted as a couple; my friends were astounded by the transformation of my mom. Many of them danced with her and complements came from all angles, at last she was relaxing. A slow piece of music drifted through the night as I got a drink I felt a hand on my sleeve, turning, I saw mom. “Too good to dance with an older woman eh” I laughed and took her elbow and led her to the dance floor, her arms clasped behind my head and we moved together, she laid her head on my shoulder and I held her close. I could smell her perfume it was so subtle but arousing at the same time. “Thanks Jeff, I am really glad we came tonight, ” suddenly she kissed my cheek gently, I felt elated, here I was dancing with the sexiest lady in the room and she was my mom. We danced as lovers, close and hardly moving, I felt aroused as we clung to each other, soon the music stopped. We danced all night together, until the party ended at three o’clock; slowly we made our way to the car. “When was the last time you saw the sunrise young man”, she quipped.” only from my bed I laughed. “Take me to needle point taxi” she laughed getting in the car. Needle point was know as lovers lane, high above the town you could look onto the lights of the streets below. A we drove up the winding lane mom talked about the party, I didn’t realize before but she was a little drunk. When we arrived it was deserted, the lovers had gone and the place was ours. Mom looked at the town below; the odd car made it’s way along the deserted streets. “Your dad brought me here the first night we went out,” she said quietly,” I let him make love to me, he was so gentle and hansom”. Tears formed in her eyes as she spoke, I reached out and pulled her to me, her head lay on my shoulder and I stroked her auburn hair, the tears kept coming and I gently kissed her eyes. Her hand reached for my head and she pulled it towards hers, her lips touched mine and we kissed slowly, I knew the drink had affected her and pulled away slowly. “Time to go home mom”. We drove home slowly and I helped her to her room, laying her on the bed I lent over and kissed her lips again, “goodnight you sexy momma” I smiled and went to my room. I woke with a start, what was that noise, there it was again, pulling my robe over my nakedness I went to the hall, it was coming from mom’s room. Putting my head against her door I could hear her sobbing, I knocked on the door and entered. She was wrapped in a sheet at the bottom of the bed, her clothes strewn around the room; her face was red with all the crying. I sat on the bed and pulled her to me, her sobs slowly dying. “Oh Jeff, I felt so alive tonight, dancing and going to needle point made me think of happier times, the way you ran your fingers through my hair was the same as your father did”. “Do you realize when you called me sexy tonight I felt sexy, I forgot you were my son, I thought you were a lover, I hadn’t felt like that for years”. Her sheet had fallen from her shoulder, exposing the hill of her breast, she made no attempt to cover up, my eyes feed on the sight of her soft skin, her eyes followed mine and she smiled. “Not bad for an old biddy am I son”? “I think you are one sexy woman mom,” I gasped as the sheet fell further down exposing her full breast; I could feel my penis rising under my robe. Her eye’s saw the tent created by my hardon, she gasped. “I’m sorry mom, I choked out, rising I went to leave, her hand grabbed my arm and pulled me down to her side. “Jeff, you have paid me the biggest complement any person could, you have told me that I am still sexy to another man” Pulling me close she said, “Jeff please kiss me, not like a son, but as a man, I need to feel wanted again” I gently reached for her, slowly our lips met, I knew this was wrong, but she needed some confidence back. We kissed slowly I felt her tongue part my lips and work into my mouth, the sheet had fallen from her totally and she was nude from the waist up.