“Aww, but baby, I wanted to sit in the chair tonight.”
She gave me the pout and as I stared at her, I took in how soft and smooth her features were even without make up and how her long red hair looked down and lying across the robe. My eyes focused on those perfect lips and I had to say, mother or not, she really was beautiful.
“I’ll move.” I said, “You can have the chair.”
I made to get up, hoping she would stand up and get her tits out of my line of sight, but instead she gave me a huge smile, “Hey, how about we both sit here!”
Mom turned around and before I could react, sat down in my lap. Turning to the side, she draped her long legs over the side of the chair and putting her arm around my shoulders laughed, “How’s this!”
“Mom!” I exclaimed, “What are you doing?”
“Sitting on your lap silly,” looking up into my face, she smiled, “Its only fair, how many years did you sit in my lap?”
“Yeah, but I was a kid.” I told her, trying to ignore the way her robe had ridden up to show her lush thighs.
“So, for tonight I can be your little girl.” Mom put on the pout, but more disconcerting was the way she started wiggling in my lap.
I was wearing a thin pair of running shorts and her ass was grinding directly on my cock. Her hair was in my face and I could smell her raspberry scented shampoo. I turned my head away and stared at her long legs, which she was now playfully kicking back and forth.
Turning from her legs, I made the mistake of looking straight down and was now confronted with a glimpse of her black lace covered tits. Even as to my dismay my cock started to swell I wondered why the hell she would be wearing a bra like that at night.
That thought turned into wondering if her panties, if she was even wearing any, would match. The thought my mother’s bare pussy could be pressing into my lap caused my cock to grow more rapidly and I swallowed hard as I wondered if it were smooth or if she would have a nice red fiery bush.
Mom brought me out of my improper musings when she slid further down and her ass rubbed across my now noticeably hard cock. I had to bite back a moan at the contact and hoped to hell she couldn’t feel it.
Mom was smiling at me, but had been since she had come over. I returned the smile as best I could and as I thought of how to tell her to get the hell off me I turned to side and my eyes widened. The window on that side of the parlor was open with the blinds up. There was a three family house next door and anyone looking this way would be able to see right in the room.
My parents were friendly with all three couples that lived there and if they looked over what they would see is my half dressed mother sitting on her sons lap like a playful girlfriend.
Even though my father didn’t seem bothered by mom’s weird behavior, I didn’t need the neighbors wondering if there was something a little strange going on when dad wasn’t around.
“Mom, people can see in the window!” I told her.
Mom peered over and shrugged, “Yeah, so what?”
“You’re half dressed and…” I stopped myself from pointing out that she appeared to be all over her son.
“I’m wearing a lot more than when I’m swimming.”
Well that was true, I thought dryly.
“Besides, the Morrison’s go out every Friday night, Bill and Nancy on the second floor went away for the weekend and the third floor can’t see in here.” She gestured to the other side of the room that faced the street. “The blinds are down where anyone could see from the street.”
“Yeah, but still…” I glanced back out the open window and froze when I saw a tall figure looking over the fence from the yard next door.
Because the light was on inside and it was dark outside I couldn’t make out any details except to see over the fence they had to be pretty tall and their shoulders were wide, telling me it was a guy; a pretty big guy. They were facing the window and I had no doubt had been staring into it.
“Mom, let me up!” I exclaimed, sitting up so fast, I almost dumped her off my lap.
Mom gave a startled yelp and as I surged to my feet, she managed to get hers on the floor. She staggered slightly, catching my arm for balance and yelled, “Mark, what’s the matter with you?”
“There’s…” I pointed out the window, but saw the figure had gone. “There was someone next door, staring at us!”
Mom walked closer to the window, pulling her robe tighter around her as she did. Leaning over she shut the lamp off on the end table so she could see better and looked out the window. “I don’t see anyone Mark.”
“They were there, staring over the fence.” Walking over to the door, I slipped my sneakers on, “I’m going to go out back and look around.”
“Don’t bother, it was probably Jimmy from the third floor, he’s a nosebag. Wouldn’t be surprised if he were that peeping Tom people said they saw last summer.” She turned away from the window and to my relief pulled the blind down before turning the lamp back on.
“I don’t think so mom. That fence back there is five feet and it was only up to this guys chest, Jimmy’s five seven if he’s lucky.” I grabbed the doorknob, “I’ll be right back.”
“Mark, don’t worry about it.” She said, and then patted the chair, “Come back and sit down,” she sighed, “If you don’t want me sitting on your lap, just say so, don’t make up an excuse to get up.”
“No, it’s…” I paused, confused, I really hadn’t wanted her there, but now I didn’t want to make her feel bad. “I saw someone mom, I swear and dad’s not home and who knows? Maybe it’s someone who’s been watching us.”
Mom gave me an odd look, and then pursed her lips as if she were thinking hard about something. After a minute, she nodded and said, “Okay, go ahead, but I know there’s no one there.”
“I’ll be right back.”
I opened the door and after closing it behind me, took a few steps around towards the back yard. I stopped when I remembered the sensor light was out in the back and quickly went back into the house to grab the flashlight.
When I opened the door, mom was on the phone with her back to me and I heard her say, “Not going to happen this way.” She paused, “So do it the other way we talked about.”
Mom must have heard me walking past her, as she turned around, her eyes wide, and stammered, “Uh, hey Carol. Hold on okay?” pulling the phone from her ear, she asked, “I thought you were going out back.”
“I want the flashlight.” I walked into the dining room and pulling open the drawer in the hutch pulled out the flashlight, as I turned it on to make sure it worked, I asked, “Who are you talking to?”
“Carol from next door,” she placed her hand over the phone, “We were talking about how she’s planning a party for Roger.”
“Oh.”
I walked past her and heading for the door, heard her call out, “Hey Mark, they’re not coming home tonight and the reason she called was she couldn’t remember if she locked the back door, can you check for her?”
“Yeah, sure,” I answered while going back outside.
I walked across the lawn staying close to the house and feeling like a fool, but wanting to be careful, I ducked my head when I reached the fence so if anyone was on the other side they wouldn’t see me. I had just reached the corner of the fence when I thought I heard footsteps moving up the driveway of the house next door. I turned the corner in a crouch and flashed the light up the long driveway, but all I saw was the third floor’s Toyota parked in front of the garage.
Still staying close to the fence, I walked along the length of the drive way until I reached the corner where the fence joined that of the house behind ours. I looked over the fence at our house and figured this was about where the guy I saw had been standing.
Even with the shade down, I could just make out Mom standing in the middle of the room and I could only imagine the view the creep had gotten when the window was open and mom was in my lap. I shined the light into the backyard and across the pool, and then quickly brought it up as I swore I saw movement along the fence across from me.
I swept the light across the length of the yard, but didn’t see anything. Maybe I hadn’t seen anyone, after all I couldn’t make out any details, just a shape, could have just been a trick of the shadows from a lit room.
Shutting off the flashlight I walked across the driveway and as Mom had asked me to do, checked the back door. It was locked and now walking normally along the fence I crossed the lawn and entered the house.
“You were right,” I said as I walked into the living room, “There was no one…”
I stopped in mid sentence at the sight of mom sitting on the couch. She had her hands folded in her lap and was looking at me. Her eyes were wide and she seemed to be looking past me.
“Mom?” I took another step towards her, “You okay?”
“Your mom’s just fine,” a deep voice said behind me, “In fact, she’s real fine!”
I spun around and dropped the flashlight at the sight of a large man dressed all in black, including, despite the heat, a ski mask, leaning against the wall.
*****
“Holy shit!” I exclaimed, “Who the fuck are you?”
“If I wanted you to know who I was, I wouldn’t be wearing a mask, now would I? ” he shrugged, “But seeing we’re going to get to know each other pretty well, just call me, I don’t know, Glen will do.”
Even through my shock, I noticed the guy’s voice was weird, abnormally deep and sort of mechanical. Again, my mind working faster than I would have thought it could, I was reminded of the voice distorter I had bought at the Halloween store a couple of years ago when I’d dressed as a ghoul.
“Mark, sit down.” Mom said, softly from behind me.
“Yeah, Mark,” Glen pointed at the recliner, “Go sit down.”
“Fuck you.” I snapped, taking a step towards him, “You better get the hell out…”
“Mark!” Mom called out, “Listen to him! He…”
She stopped, but I didn’t need her to finish the sentence as Glen lifted his sweatshirt to show the handle of a gun protruding from his belt. I stopped in my tracks and he nodded.
“Good boy, trying to stick up for your mommy, but why don’t you listen to what she says and take a seat?”
I looked over at mom, who nodded at me and started to go over to sit next to her on the couch.
love incest says
hey hi candyxlove,
honestly i love this story, the concept the writing and the emotions were amazing
now reading part-2
rsy says
Dam I Cummings again
TUKISHO says
This story really blows me off and turns me on. I am that kinda guy who likes erotic stuff too much.That part where you talk about her nice firm lips…I could totally imagine myself licking them.
TUKISHO says
This story really blows me off and turns me on.I am that kinda guy who likes erotic stuff too much. That part where you talk about her nice firm lips…I could totally imagine myself licking them.
Lsmith says
O yes this will keep me up all night thanks so much