*****
A few days later, she and Tommy had gone out to eat. Tommy said, “I wanted to talk to you about something, Mom. I just wanted to let you know what I’m thinking and see what you think about it.”
“Sure, Honey. What is it?” She had noticed that he had been very quiet lately. She knew something was on his mind. He usually told her nearly everything that was going on in his life.
“I think I want to quit college.”
“What? You’re on the basketball team! You’re making good grades!” she blurted.
“Not now, Mom. Calm down. Just hear me out, okay?”
“Okay, Honey. Sorry. Go ahead.”
“I’m not sure I’m good enough to play at a 4-year school. I don’t want to sit on the bench. You told me you could have sat on the bench in college and opted not to, right?”
“Yes, I was way better than you,” she laughed, sarcastically. “Back then you didn’t have to be very good to be on the team. But I wanted to play if I was gonna do all that practicing.”
“I want to quit after this year. I’m not saying I won’t ever go back and get a Bachelors’ Degree, but I’m not sure I need it. I can make a lot of money working 30-40 hours a week right now, doing tech online.”
“Okay. I’m open to that, if that’s what you want,” she said. “You’re an adult.”
“Well, that’s not all,” he told her.
“Okay. Let’s have it,” she said, a bit nervously.
“I want us to move to the farm. I’ve always wanted to live there. They’ve got 4 bedrooms. I can work online from there, you can do your work from there too, and, for once in my life, I won’t have to live in the city,” he blurted. “Best of all, Dad won’t be around. I mean, I know he’s not with us, but he’s nearby. I don’t even want to be near him. That’s how I feel.”
“Whoa. Stop. This is too much for me to take in all at once, Baby.”
“I’ve got in all figured out, Mom,” he smiled.
“Well there’s a lot of questions here, the most important of which is, ‘Do they want us?'”
He laughed. “Are you kidding? Uncle Jack would love it! Every time we see him, he’s like, glued to you the entire time. That twin thing.”
“I think he would be okay with it. I mean he does like me a lot, and I think he’s tolerable, too…” she smiled. “Are you sure that you’re ready to give up just you and me being alone?”
“Honestly, that’s the worst part,” he winked. “Can you run it by Uncle Jack? I mean, it won’t be until next Spring. I don’t know where Katie is going to college. She might not even be living there by then.”
“I thought you two texted a good bit?”
“We do, but she hasn’t made up her mind about college. Apparently she’s decided not to play basketball, which is a shame. She’s good. Real good. Anyway, I think she may just go to the junior college that you went to. I guess she would still live at home if she did that,” he told her, imagining his pretty young cousin. He wondered what it would be like to be around her all the time. She was the prettiest girl he had ever met, but her personality was what he really liked about her. He imagined that his mother must have been a lot like her when she was that age. They did text each other, but it was sporadic. Sometimes they would message a hundred times a week. Sometimes they would not text for a couple of weeks.
“Let me think about this, Tommy,” she sighed. “I do think that both of us would feel better to get out in the country for a while. I’ve never really enjoyed living in the city. I guess that I’m just in such a routine that I haven’t considered my…our…options since your dad left.”
That night she called her brother before she went to bed. She had been talking to him quite a bit about her impending divorce; she was glad to be able to discuss something with him that was hopeful, for a change. Yes, she needed a new life. Her son did too. She was happy that Tommy had suggested a possible way for them to do that. Jackson was excited at the idea. By the time the conversation was over, they were making tentative plans.
*****
The basketball season coincided with the winter months. Tommy was having an exceptional season. He was fairly tall – 6-6 – for a point guard. He was averaging nearly 20 points per game, but was also one of the best rebounders on the team and led the team in assists. He was getting attention from several 4-year colleges. He could transfer and play his last two years of eligibility with them. He was adamant, however, that he was going to take at least a year off, possibly more, after this year of school.
Jennifer attended all the home games and was thrilled to watch her son play. She and Jackson had both played high school basketball, back in the day, but she knew that neither of them were nearly as good as Tommy. He was an exceptional athlete.
She secretly tingled, watching him. She promised him a reward if he played a good game. He always played well, and she always gave him a reward. In fact, she gave him oral sex any time he wanted it. Sometimes she even asked him if he wanted it. She couldn’t get enough of his stiff young cock in her mouth, spewing his delicious and prodigious man-seed, which she always eagerly swallowed.
She had stuck to her guns about not allowing him to see her naked, although she had allowed him, on a very limited basis, to put his hands on her body. Her breasts were almost totally off-limits, but she allowed him to stroke her bottom, her back, and her tummy. There were limits, though. She just wasn’t going to go there. He would just have to be satisfied with what she was willing to give him, even though she would have liked nothing better than to give into him and have a full-fledged sexual relationship like she once had with her twin brother.
One night, Tommy had an exceptional game, scoring over 30 points. On the way home, Tommy kiddingly suggested to Jennifer that, since he had such a good game, that he felt that his reward should be commensurate with how well he had played.
“You’re very lucky to get what you get,” she teased. “Let me freshen up a few minutes before you come to my room. I’m all sweaty from jumping up and down and cheering every time you scored.”
Tommy had almost totally stopped masturbating. As he had promised his mother, he no longer looked at porn. She had promised to “take care” of him anytime he wanted and he was taking full advantage of it. He was amazed at how skillful she was and how eager she was to suck him off. His one regret was that she had yet to allow him to caress her in the way that he wanted, or even allow him to see her naked. He realized that she might be a little shy about it — after all, she was 42 years old and she was his mother. She probably thought that she couldn’t compare with girls his age, but Tommy imagined that her body would be flawless and he was dying to see her in all her naked glory.
He took another shower when he got home, knowing that his mother was very fastidious about cleanliness. When he was finished, he figured that she had had enough to time to freshen up. Wearing only a pair of boxer briefs, that showed off his package extremely well, he proceeded downstairs and knocked on his mother’s bedroom door.
“Come in, Baby,” he heard her say. Upon entering, he saw his mother in bed, covered by a sheet. The thought ran through his head that perhaps she had reconsidered and that she was naked under that sheet, but he quickly dismissed the thought.
“Get in here and cuddle with me, Baby,” she said in a sultry voice. “That can be your extra reward before I take care of your needs,” she giggled.
It was then that Tommy noticed a bottle of wine and a glass on her bedside table. His mother normally did not drink, at all, but occasionally she had a glass of wine to unwind.
“Having a little drinky, are you, Mom?” he laughed as he sat on the edge of the bed.
“I just wanted to be relaxed; that’s all. Are you going to lecture me?” she smiled.
“No way. I just think it’s funny,” he said as he lifted the sheet and started to get underneath.
What he saw nearly took his breath away. His mother was wearing a short, transparent, nightie. Just a glimpse told him that she was not wearing a bra. He eagerly got under the sheet as his mother moved into his arms. Before he could even think about what was happening, his mother was kissing him, urging her tongue into his mouth. He eagerly sucked her tongue; she tasted of sweet wine.
His hands went to her breasts as they kissed. When he grasped one of her full breasts, gently massaging it, then carefully tweaking the nipple, Jennifer gasped and moaned, kissing him more insistently, her hand reaching into his boxers to grasp his cock, which was already coated with precum.
She broke the kiss, gasping for air, passionately kissing his neck and massaging his cock. “Oh, Baby, that feels so good! They need you, Baby. Will you suck them? Please?”
She sat up, pushed the straps of the thin nightie from her shoulders, then pulled her arms out, revealing the upper half of her body. She thrust her chest up to better emphasize what, she knew, were still spectacular breasts.
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