I was up extra early and dressed in what I like to refer to as ‘provocative casual’ attire. My clothes were just loose fitting enough to be comfortable for our journey, but I thought draped nicely to highlight my feminine attributes. Wearing no bra, my silk blouse flowed in such a way that it was impossible for Scott not to notice the shape of my orbs and the arousal of my erect nipples. I knew that by my wearing shorts that likewise displayed my slender legs and ankles, would cause Scott’s trousers to prominently display his arousal throughout the day and hopefully provide us with a discussion point along the way.
Although I made sure to avoid the elephant in the room by constantly redirecting our verbal exchanges, both during helping Scott to dress and while sauntering in front of him in the kitchen, it was difficult for me to remain calm noticing his constant visual attention to my breasts and my prominent camel toe displayed in the crotch of my shorts as I moved about.
We were on the road about 25 minutes after we finished with breakfast. Initially, we exchanged the standard banter of how nice the day was, how we have been looking forward to the trip and spending a few days together away from our normal surroundings, as well as how long the trip was going to take.
Needless to say, I was looking forward to our time together and couldn’t wait to be alone with Scott at the cabin without any concern of being ‘interrupted’ or worse yet getting caught, should the proceedings go the way I had hoped and planned for.
It was easy to see that Scott was enjoying his view of me, as he sat next to me in the passenger’s seat during our road trip. He thought he was clever when he would point and ask a question about something down the road ahead of us, hoping to direct my attention there so that he could take a slightly longer look at my womanly charms, thinking that I was unaware of his attention. He should have only known that it was his attention to my ‘charms’ that caused my nipples to become aroused and remain erect. It wasn’t difficult for him to notice how the fabric of my blouse displayed my mammary arousal, which in turn enticed me to spread my legs to award him for having done so.
At one point, after having traveled for about 15 minutes without any verbal exchange, I broke the silence by asking ‘innocently’, “So Scott, did you sleep well last night?”
He answered “Yes I did, but not right way. That was one thought provoking video you selected.”
“How so?” I asked.
“I felt guilty masturbating as I watched it, you know, because of the content. The mother and son satisfying one another. I couldn’t help but think of it being you and I, you know satisfying each other like they did.”
Then before I could respond, Scott asked me a number of questions regarding the on screen Mother & Son relationship he had watched. What I told him in response to his inquiries was “When a Mother and Son already have a longstanding close personal and loving relationship, whom better could provide each other with truly intimate and love based sexual satisfaction? Neither has to go seeking a partner that truly has their best interests at heart, they already have that in each other.”
With a questioning cock of his head, Scott asked “But what about, you know the incest nature of such an exchange?”
Responding cautiously, I answered “Well that’s one hurdle that only each Mother and Son couple entering into such a relationship need to address and grapple with. I don’t expect that it would be an easy decision for them to make Scott. However, should they find that such a relationship is personally rewarding and they both acknowledge and accept that the incest considerations could have potential negative ramifications should their relationship become known, then why not. It goes without saying, that it would be best if they were extremely cautious and kept their clandestine relationship secret, not only for their own sake, but also to protect those close to them from being hurt.”
Scott then queried, “Who else could get hurt mom?”
I responded, “I guess those that could be considered ‘collateral damage’, the other family members, the husband and any other children if there are any and other close family members.”
Showing concern on his face, Scott asked “Are there any situations when collateral damage might be acceptable?”
I answered “Wow, that’s truly a mature question Scott. I’m not sure if collateral damage could ever be considered truly acceptable. However, I believe that a spouse should never feel cheated upon, if that spouse has held back sexually in their relationship, causing the ‘wandering’ spouse to seek affection elsewhere due their sexless marriage.”
I began feeling guilty realizing that Scott was displaying concerns and was conflicted by the erotic nature of our incest related discussion. I realized that I was being unfair to him by my allowing my selfish personal erotic desires to enter into the equation and decided that if nothing else, I would not broach the subject of my desire for him to father ‘our child’.
I knew that I still desired our becoming sexually involved as lovers, but I decided that I would not push Scott into anything that he might not be comfortable with. I did decide however, that during our time together at the cabin I would not try to dissuade him of our mutually pleasuring one another should he respond favorably to my enticements for us to enter into such a rewarding exchange. I further decided that I was willing to wait to satisfy my desire for Scott to impregnate me with his virgin sperm and planned to go back on the pill once we arrived at the cabin.
Scott and I talked so intently during the balance of our trip as we covered a number of his concerns, that I hadn’t realized our location until we were turning onto the private road leading up to our cabin.
It took several more minutes of driving to reach the cabin, during which I felt nervous and anxious like a virgin knowing she was going to seduce her beau and hopefully lose her virginity.
During the unloading of our vehicle, I purposely placed all of our luggage and other items on the bed in the smaller sleeping quarters, so that only the bed in the master bedroom would be ‘available for sleeping’ on this first evening. I also made certain that during my unpacking, that I removed only the bare essential sleepwear for us to wear that first night.
I had planned and looked forward to our ‘sleeping’ together for the first time, but was unsure how Scott would react to these sleeping arrangements, so I explained that I would have to rearrange the suitcases the following day, but that we would have to share the one bed in the master bedroom and sleep together.
I immediately turned and left the room after announcing our sleeping arrangements and explaining that I wanted to bring in the free-standing electric mica heater into the bedroom and plug it in to begin warming the room right away. Although that fact was true, what I really wanted was to give my sleeping arrangement announcement time to register with Scott.
When I returned, Scott hesitantly asked “Do you really think it will be all right for us to sleep together in the same bed? What would dad think if he found out we slept together?
Feigning innocence and ignorance, I replied “Why not Scott, you’ve slept with us in our bed for years when you were younger. Why wouldn’t your father approve?”
“Yes, I know I’ve slept with you and dad before, but I’m not that little boy anymore.” Scott responded
Responding to Scott’s concerns, I said “If it disturbs you that much Scott, I can clear all of our belongings from the other bedroom, but it’ll take some time and to be honest I’m beat and think we should turn in as soon possible.”
Although Scott agreed saying that wasn’t necessary and came to accept our sleeping arrangements, he awkwardly asked “Even though we have to sleep in the same bed tonight, would it be OK if I slept without my pajamas, as I’ve sort of gotten use to sleeping that way?”
Responding, I explained “I only have a chemise and my panties to wear to bed tonight myself, everything else is in the other luggage, but the bed is large enough, so your sleeping ‘au natural’ shouldn’t be a problem.”
What I didn’t mention to Scott was that the chemise was none too long and both it and the panties were made of an extremely sheer, almost transparent light blue material and yes, I actually preferred his sleeping au natural.
This night was the most difficult for me getting Scott ready for bed. My visions of our lying beside each other, caused my pulse to increase incrementally as I first removed his shirt and undershirt and then positioned him on the bed. I could feel my nipples become erect as I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned the waistband of his trousers. My mouth became dry as I unzipped his fly and gently removed his trousers over his hips and worked them completely down and off his legs.
Being that I had positioned myself on the mattress to remove Scott’s pants and briefs for bed, I was now facing him with my butt cheeks resting on my legs. I felt flushed as I rose to ‘kneel walk’ closer to him in order to remove his briefs and realized that my panties had become extremely damp. I hesitated when I was in position as I gazed at the opened flap of Scott’s briefs. It was like I had never before seen his flaccid member and was mesmerized at its sight.
I noticed that Scott was now smiling at my hesitant reaction and I hoped that I hadn’t telegraphed my intentions, so I immediately slipped his briefs down and having removed them, I tossed them to the side and removed myself from the mattress. I then went about finalizing getting Scott comfortable by covering him with a sheet and fluffing his pillows. I leaned in and kissed Scott on the forehead and said goodnight.
As I was about to exit the room Scott asked “Didn’t you forget something mom?”
I responded “No, I don’t think so Scott, what do you think I forgot?”
Somewhat shyly Scott replied “Uh, like the CD player and the CD’s, you know, so I can….”
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