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The story I am about to tell you is one that I can’t hardly believe myself, and if you think I am pulling your leg, I wouldn’t blame you. But every word of it is true. I never would have imagined that it would have happened, nor would I have ever believed that once it did happen we would both enjoy it. Anyway it’s the story of how my mom and I became…close, very close indeed.
I suppose now would be a good time to tell you about mom. Back when this all took place she was 44 years old, divorced and working five to six days a week at the local hospital in the housekeeping department. Dad had been out of the picture for many years, and mom did the best she could for me. Let me tell you it was not easy for her to cough up money for college and that’s even with financial aid and all that. But she managed it somehow on what little she made and I attended college down state for a couple of years.
Mom did not attract a lot of guys really, she was a bit heavy you might say, she was and is still a BBW. Mom has a pretty face and a wonderful smile, a quick wit honed to a fine edge working with a bunch of potty mouth people at the hospital. Mom has wide hips and a big round booty and a nice round belly that would stick out even more if it were not for her 40DDD breasts and short thick dark brown hair.
Anyway back to the story. Turns out that college just was not for me, oh I could do the work and all that, it just was not what I wanted to do. After my second year I started looking for work and I eventually found a job working for the railroad right there in the town I grew up in. After I finished up my training out of state I moved back in with mom, but I really didn’t live there, it was more like a crash pad really. I would be gone for days at a time, come home for a day or two then back out on the road again. Working like that was great money but it made it tough to have any kind of relationship with anyone. Meanwhile mom dated a few guys, but nothing serious. The money sure helped out though, I helped mom pay off the house early and then I bought her a nice car, things were going pretty good, I would get to see her about once a week maybe, and that was the way it was…until I got laid off. I mean I knew it was coming and unemployment was more than enough coming in to keep the bills paid so I just decided to sit on my ass for awhile.
After a few weeks of being at home all the time I could see that mom was really getting stressed out. I knew that she had not been on a vacation in years so I decided to treat her for once. Her birthday was coming up in June, just a couple weeks away and I told her to take some vacation time, we were going on vacation. At first she resisted, saying all the usual stuff, we can’t afford it, she can’t get away from work, but after a few days of me talking to her she warmed up to the idea, and wouldn’t you know it, her request for time off was granted. The final push she needed was when I told her I was taking her to the mountains. She had always talked about going, seeing the trees, the fresh air, the wildlife, but I don’t think she ever really thought she would. Once I showed her pictures of the cabin I had booked online she was very excited. The interior was very rustic, stone fireplace, wood panel walls, vaulted ceilings and wrap around screened in porch. She got really excited when she saw the pictures of the hot tub and started going a mile a minute about needing to get a new bathing suit and going to the tanning bed and so on. I just sat back looking at her smiling, know that she was truly happy with what I had planned.
The days leading up to the trip seemed to drag on forever. I must confess I was looking forward to it as well. Then one afternoon UPS dropped off a package for her and I put it on the kitchen table. I was curious as to what was in it, but I figured I would find out soon enough. When mom got home from work that evening she was giddy with excitement as she opened the package.
“Oh my god I have been waiting for this!” she said as the ripped the tape off the box
“What is it mom?”
“It’s my new swim suit baby. I can’t wait to try it on.” She smiled from ear to ear as she lifted it out of the box for me to see.
It was a white one piece suit. She held it up so I could see, first the back which plunged low, then she turned it around so I could see the front. I could not help but notice the cups were huge and the deep plunging neckline.
“I’m gonna try it on.” She said as she pulled it back and moved very quickly to the bathroom. I could hear her gasp and then giggle a bit through the bathroom door and my curiosity was peaked now, about a minute later she called out “Waylon…do you want to see it?”
“Yea sure mom, let’s see what you got.” I called back playfully as she stepped out of the bathroom.
I had never seen my mom dressed in anything like this before and I actually uttered out “oh shit” under my breath when I saw her. Now like I said before, mom was a big gal but she really was rockin Escort bayan that swimsuit. Her trips to the tanning beds sure had paid off, her dark golden brown skin was highlighted perfectly against the white fabric, her hips are wide but they looked very shapely in that suit, and the neckline. Oh my god did it plunge, half way down her midsection in fact. I had seen mom’s cleavage before, but never like that. The suit covered the front of her boobs and her nipples, which were poking through just slightly, I am guessing from her being so excited, but the sides of her large breasts were exposed completely and they looked very round and inviting. Then I realized that she had no tan lines either so mom must have been tanning in the nude.
“Well…what do you think son?” She said as she held out her arms in a mock model stance
I was stuck for something to say for just a moment, “Umm you really rock it mom…I mean you really do.” I said smiling.
“Really…you really think so? It’s not too over the top is it?” Her smile starting to fade slightly
“No mom…you look great.” Was all I could think to say, but I was being honest with her.
The next couple of days passed without incident, we were both preoccupied with the upcoming trip and when the big day finally arrived, we were both excited to finally be on the road. We made small talk as we traveled, mostly about what we wanted to do when we got to the mountains, where we might eat, things like that. When we arrived at our destination I walked with mom into our cabin I had rented for the week. I must confess I wanted to see her reaction the first time she saw the place. Sure enough it was everything the website had promised and even more. The interior was all knotty pine, with a huge stone fireplace. There was a large living room that had a couch that folded out into a bed, and a couple of comfy chairs. That room adjoined a small kitchenette that had everything we would need for our stay, small stove and oven, fridge, wine cooler and even a small bar. The bathroom was small but again had everything we needed and the single bedroom was decorated in the same rustic motif and looked so inviting and cozy.
I could see that mom was starting to tear up and she turned to me and hugged me very tight.
“Oh my god son, thank you so much,” Her voice having a slight quiver from both her excitement and surprise.
“You deserve this mom.” I said as I held her tight and patted her shoulders. “Now come one let’s check out the deck out back.”
I lead mom through the back door in the kitchenette out onto the large screened in porch. There were a pair of rocking chairs, small table, and large trees surrounded the entire property offering unlimited privacy but the real jewel of the deck was the massive hot tub sitting at the far end. We could see wisps of steam rising up from under the cover. Evidently the care taker had fired it up earlier in the day so it would be ready to go upon our arrival.
We quickly got settled into the place and were out the door for dinner. We found a nice Italian place in town and were ushered to a candle lit table for two. We were both dressed in casual attire. I was in a polo shirt and a pair of shorts, mom also in shorts and a tank top that conformed to her curvy figure nicely. We made small talk until our food arrived, but after dinner, I don’t know if it was the wine or what but mom started to open up to me about a few things. She talked to me about her and dad and how the breakup had come about. I knew he had left her for a young skinny girl just a couple years older than me, after they were only divorced after just a couple of months. I was a bit surprised that she opened up like this, mom rarely ever talked about the divorce, and she damn sure did not go into details about how dad was no longer excited over the sight of her and her body. At first I was thinking, OMG mom TMI! But after the initial shock of it all I found myself actually listening and engaging her in conversation about it.
After we finally left the restaurant it was back to the cabin, even more wine and hot tub time. Mom was wearing her new white swim suit and I have to admit she looked even better now that when she first modeled it for me back home. Now it was my turn to open up and I told her all about my ex Shelly. Of how I was so into her and then she just dropped me like hot rock and how devastated I was. I even told her about the time I had managed to hook up with one of the cleaning ladies at a hotel in Detroit when I was waiting for a train back home. She had laughed when I started telling the story.
“What is it I asked?” Smiling wide, enjoying the memory and the buzz from the wine.
“You said cleaning lady, not girl.” Taking a sip of her wine and shooting me a glance like now what?
I chuckled, “Well that’s because she was not a girl at all, in fact she was about your age. What else would I call her?”
“Oh…I see.” Mom said looking a little taken aback.
“Is Bayan escort that a bad thing mom?”
“No, just interesting is all.”
And with that she took another sip of her wine. She listened to the rest of my story, and how when I went back to Detroit she no longer worked there. We talked for a bit longer, until we were both about cooked from sitting in the hot tub for so long and we made our way back into the cabin, both of us grabbing a shower and going to bed, her in her room and me on the pull out sofa. That was pretty much how the next two days and nights went. We would go into town for dinner in the evenings, talk over dinner and retire to drinks in the hot tub when we got back to the cabin, all the while bearing more and more of ourselves to one another, then to our own separate beds.
On our last full day in the mountains we had decided the night before that we would go hiking on one of the many trails in the area. We decided on one that was only a couple miles to a picturesque waterfall. We chatted as we walked, mom was wearing her hiking boots, shorts and snug fitting tee shirt, I was dressed pretty much the same. During the first part of the hike I’ll admit I checked her out a couple times. The shorts fit her perfectly clinging to her wide hips and thighs, but it also showed off her nice round booty, all in all a pretty nice sight really. We made it to the waterfall and there were a few other people there. We took a few pictures, soaked our feet in the cold mountain stream and had a good time. As we started back to our car I noticed that we were alone on the trail, and it was about that time mom walked up and took me by the hand.
“Waylon, I really want to thank you for making all this happen, this has been the best vacation I have ever had.” And then she stretched up and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips. It almost seemed to me that she let it linger just a fraction longer than your typical mommy sugars kinda thing, but she seemed so very happy.
“You deserved it mom, you are the best.” Blushing a little as I spoke.
Mom held my hand all the way back to the car, and after a quick stop at the cabin to grab showers we were back in town for dinner. We arrived back at the cabin and hit the hot tub as usual, this time we talked mostly about what we had done throughout the week, and she thanked me again for a wonderful getaway. Between us we polished off our last bottle of wine and we both decided it had been a long day and we had an even longer drive ahead of us tomorrow so we agreed to hit the showers and then bed.
I showered first and when I finished I called to mom that I was done and I had left her some hot water. I had flipped on the TV to watch Sportscenter to get caught up on some of the games I had missed through the week and was about to pull the bed out when mom walked into the room, something she had not done all week. She plopped down on the opposite end of the sofa from me, wearing a heavy terri cloth robe. Her hair was still wet from the shower and she looked amazingly good to me. Her robe was open a bit revealing a lot of cleavage and as far as I could tell she did not have a top on underneath. I was curious as to why she came out tonight of all nights, but all of that became apparent quickly.
“Waylon, I just wanted to say one last time thank you for the perfect getaway.” Mom said as he pulled her legs up onto the couch, her toes now just barely touching my thigh.
“Well I am just glad you were able to relax and unwind, and I am also glad we got so share a few things and get to know one another as adults and not just mom and son.” I patted her foot gently.
“Ouch baby.” Mom said as I touched her.
“What? Did I do something wrong?” I thought maybe I had, I was confused by the whole incident.
“No baby, it’s just that my feet are so sore after that hike today.” She said as she raised her legs slightly, the robe spilling off her thigh al little, exposing more bare flesh.
Without thinking I took her foot into my hands and I began to massage it. “Does That feel better?” I asked as I rubbed her foot.
“Mmmmmm, yes, Oh my god yes.” Mom said as she laid her head back.
I continued to massage her feet, not sure of what to say so I said nothing, after working on her feet my hands traveled their way up to her calves and she moaned again. By this time the sexual tension weighed heavy in the air. Mom’s moans of pleasure serving only to make things worse, I was not sure what to do, but that is when mom said we had better get some sleep. I guess she felt it too because as she got up and walked past me she placed her fingertips gently on my chin and just said good night baby, and went off into her room.
I just sat there for a moment trying to process what just happened. I knew in that moment that I wanted her, but I also did not know what to do about it. It was about then I thought I had heard mom say something from her room. I got up and moved over to her door and as I reached for the Escort door knob I heard it again, and I realized what it was. Mom was masturbating. I moved into the bathroom which connected to both rooms and knowing the layout of the place I knew that would put me closer to mom’s bed. I listened intently; I could hear her rapid breathing and her moans. As I listened I became very hard, my heart was pounding in my chest. I started to stoke myself as I heard her getting more and more into it. Fuck it! I am going for it. As I reached for the door I heard mom cry out softly.
“Oh god no Waylon, we can’t do this.”
Then she moaned long and loud and I knew right then she had just caused herself to orgasm. I pulled my hand away from the door and quietly backed away. I went back to my hide a bed and sat down on the edge. Any thoughts I may have had about entering her bedroom had just been shattered by those few words. I just laid in the bed and finally fell into a very fitful sleep.
The drive back home was pretty uneventful and I remember thinking that maybe once we got away from the cabin and the mountains the memories and emotions from the night before would fade over time. Wow was I ever wrong about that. Once we got back home and settled in, the whole dynamic of how mom and I interacted changed. It was mostly very subtle changes. I know that I would check her out every time I thought I could get away with it without being noticed, and my eyes definitely dropped to her ass every time she would leave the room. I just could not help it. We also began to just hang out more, did more stuff together like going to the grocery store. I guess in hindsight all the things that couples do.
I guess the biggest change came in how we spent most of our evenings together. Before our trip I would usually spend most of my time in my room playing on the computer or watching a ball game and mom would be in the living room doing her thing, but then after we got back we would spend several evenings watching TV on the couch together. At first she would sit on her end of the couch and I on mine, but over time we both eased closer and closer to the middle until it became natural for us to sit right next to one another and binge watch our favorite shows. One evening after being several episodes into one of our favorite cop shows, without thinking I put my arm around mom, and she just wiggled into me that much closer, leaned her body in next to mine and was resting her hand upon my knee, and so now we had graduated to snuggling together on the couch.
That was not the only thing that changed. When we first started watching TV together we would be wearing whatever we happened to be wearing that day when we were out and about. That soon graduated into putting on comfy clothes, and that quickly morphed into our sleeping clothes. I remember the first night mom came into the room in just her oversized tee shirt and panties, with no bra underneath. I was floored and I couldn’t concentrate on the show we were watching at all. But soon I even became comfortable with that too.
Finally one evening we were watching yet again another cop show and I was sitting on the far end of the couch, in my sleep clothes which consisted of about the same as mom’s, just underwear and a large tee shirt, mom was sitting right next to me in her usual sleep attire as well. At some point mom had put her arm around me and her fingers were playing with my hair. It was driving me crazy. I am still not sure to this day if she even realized she was doing it, but all that does not matter now.
As the show ended and the credits started to scroll across the screen I turned my head to look at mom. Our eyes met and throwing caution to the wind I leaned in and kissed her. I felt her body go ridged for a brief moment and I had considered pulling away when I felt her body relax and she started kissing me back. Our lips parted, tongues met and we were quickly embroiled in a passionate embrace. As we continued to kiss I wrapped my arms around her and gently start to lay her back on the couch. I was on top of her now kissing her deeply and grinding my hips into her, mom kissing me back her legs parted. I could feel my hard shaft pressing directly against her crotch I could feel the heat from it.
Neither one of us spoke a single word. The only sound was out lips against one another and the gentle creaking of the couch as I thrust my hips into hers. I reached down and pulled my boxer briefs down and as I did my hard cock slapped up against moms crotch. I could not wait any longer and I reached down to pull the crotch of her panties to one side and without a word I slide my cock inside her. Her pussy was hot and very wet, and I was able to enter her completely. The only sound mom made was to inhale sharply as I penetrated her and as she let that breath go it came out a bit ragged. I wanted to say something, but I was afraid I would ruin the moment so I said nothing. Now the sound of my cock sliding in and out of mom’s pussy and our heavy breathing added to the sound of the couch creaking. I ran my hand underneath her shirt and took one of her breasts into my hands. Her nipples were so stiff and hard and I played with it as I started pumping in to her harder and faster.
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