20 comments/ 202211 views/ 65 favorites The Loving Mom By: railroadlady Trudy cleaned off her desk as she got ready to go home for the day. Her legal secretary Emily Francis, had already gone. She was really grateful for Emily, not only was she an excellent legal secretary, but she had become a good friend since the death of her husband Jim. Jim had hired Emily originally when they had opened up their law practice together and had lived a happy and full life. Jim had been a defense lawyer, and she took care of all the things needed in a small town. There was always a need for real estate closings, wills, settling local lawsuits and even an occasional divorce. Their life had taken a tragic turn when Jim had been called to active duty with his national guard unit and was deployed to Iraq. He had only been in Baghdad a month when two uniformed army officers had rang Trudy's doorbell at 7 pm one Wednesday evening. They had given Jim a full military honors burial and Trudy and Tommie, their 18 year old son, had consoled each other in the days that followed. Trudy decided that she would continue to work and keep their practice alive, and Emily had been a big part of the change, and was a good right arm in the practice. Tommy had immediately assumed the role of man of the house and showered his mother with his love, sensing that right now she needed all the support and love he could give her. His mother needing him had taken his mind off his own grief and helped him through a difficult time. Trudy looked around the office and locking the front door behind her, climbed into her car and headed for the supermarket. The weatherman had predicted a coming summer thunderstorm, and she wanted to get home before the rains came. Trudy was only 38, as she and Jim had had Tommy when they had been married for just a year. They had married in college and both had gone to law school with lots of help from their parents. Trudy was a lovely figure of womanhood, with raven hair, clear blue eyes, very pale complexion, and with the body of a much younger girl. Her breasts were round, full and firm, and thanks to her fitness sessions three times a week, her waist was small and her bottom perfect. All of this on top of long, beautifully shaped legs She wasn't exactly slim, as her curves prohibited that. She would probably be described as having a lush figure. Some would say voluptuous. She made her way through the grocery store and wound up with two large bags which she decided to carry and thus avoid having to store the cart after she got to her car. She had parked almost at the far end of the parking lot, because 5:30 pm was a popular time at the store. She was dressed in her normal office attire. High heels, a modest dress with a full skirt that stopped just short of her knees. Summertime meant that she dressed as coolly as she could, which meant only the lightest of panties and bra. Slips made her too warm at that time of the year, and she never wore panty hose, even in the winter. Jim had hated them and she wore stockings and a garter belt in the winter. He had liked that. She came out of the store and headed for her car. She hadn't gone ten feet though before the wind suddenly started to blow from the north. Immediately her dress began to billow, and holding on to her two large bags, and with her purse swinging from her shoulder she made her way as quickly as she could to her parking place. She was something to behold. Every male in the parking lot, and those coming and going from the store stopped dead in their tracks at the sight of this beautiful woman whose dress, totally controlled by the wind, was mostly above her waist, exposing long shapely legs, a gorgeous rear end, and a beautifully shaped mound revealing the dark area of her pubic hair through her flimsy panties. She was absolutely crimson with embarrassment, as her hands were completely tied up with her groceries, and all she could do was try to get to her car as quickly as possible. The wind wasn't letting up, and if anything was blowing even harder. Her skirt was out of control flying in every direction, but mostly up. "Oh God No", she thought as she approached her car. She could see not ten yards away from her car, a utility work area, marked by plastic pylons, and three hardhats watching her with great enjoyment as she hurried to get to her car. She had to pass them and averted her head to avoid eye contact. They were standing about four feet down in the excavation and had a great view of her as they looked up at her as she went by, dress flying exposing all of her considerable charms from the waist down. "Hey, you got great legs honey", one of them yelled at her, shouting above the wind. "and a great ass too", said a second hardhat. This was followed by several wolf whistles as the men gave her the appreciation they felt she deserved. She finally reached her car, and putting her bags on the hood, she tried to hold her skirt down as she took her shoulder purse and with one hand on the front of her skirt, she desperately tried to find her car keys that were buried in a purse that was too large for her to find them easily. Even holding her skirt with one hand, the wind was too violent and while she had the front of her dress down, the sides and back were almost now flat against the upper part of her body, leaving her totally exposed below her waist for all the male eyes now fixed on her. She could hear their whistles and comments. Finally she got her keys, and quickly unlocking her car, she opened the back door and deposited the two bags of groceries as her audience got their last look at this woman who was making the day for a lot of men. She climbed into the driver's seat, and closed the door. She looked out the side window to see the three hardhats and at least five other men, grinning at her and applauding. Two of them were waving cell phones, indicating that they had made a record of her struggles with the wind. Trudy blushed again, and then, realizing that they were just men being men, she smiled and waved at them as she drove away. They were still applauding, although two of them were looking at their cell phones. As she drove home she relived her embarrassment, and thought she might have to do something about what she wore underneath. Better yet she wouldn't ever carry groceries again. Carts only. As she settled down, and her breathing quieted, she smiled and thought to herself that it hadn't been that awful. They didn't know her, and she didn't know them. She had been an anonymous woman whom the wind had undressed in the parking lot, and you couldn't blame those men who had happened to be there to see her lovely body clicking past in her high heels, skirt flying, shapely legs revealed, skimpy panties showing a great deal more.. She sighed as she pulled into the driveway. She had always enjoyed Jim looking at her, and he had encouraged her to pose for him when they were alone. Uncomfortable at first she had started to enjoy it almost immediately and often posed in ways meant to tease him when he least expected it. Those days were gone now, she thought. Tommy had seen her come in the driveway and went out to meet her. She didn't see him as she opened the car door and carelessly got out swinging one leg out and exposing much of her thighs and a little bit of her panties as she exited the car. "Tommy", Oh I didn't see you there" she said standing up. Tommy couldn't help but feel guilty about staring at his mother as she got out of the car, after all she was his mother. Yet she was gorgeous to look at, he thought. "I just thought you might need some help with the groceries." he said. "Thanks, they are in the back seat". He grabbed both bags effortlessly and followed his mother into the house. As she started up the brick steps to the front door, the wind, still gusting, caught her skirt, and before she knew it, felt the coolness of the breeze on her legs and all the way up to her waist. Fighting to get her skirt down she quickly opened the door and escaped the wind into the foyer. Tommy gasped as he came up behind her when she reached the steps. He had a close and clear view of his mother from a point below her, as he looked up and saw those lovely legs, capped by a magnificent ass, encased in only the flimsiest of panties, and her vulva softly rounded between her legs as she hurried up the steps to the safety of the house. While they ate dinner together that night, Tommy could not stop thinking about what he had seen, and hating himself for the feelings he had toward his mother. He was beginning to realize that his mother love was being swept by a physical desire to love her in other ways. Making it worse, his mother had changed into a low cut blouse and skirt. As they ate dinner facing each other, Tommy couldn't stop looking at her cleavage, and the way her breast filled out the blouse. He thought he could see her nipples pressing against the fabric of her blouse, and by the time the meal was done he was sitting across from her with an erection. What kind of a snake am I to think of my mother like that, he wondered. Trudy smiled at Tommy as they ate. She was so proud of him. He was a good head taller than she, and looked like his dad, with those same eyes that always turned her on when he had smiled at her. Tommy was in perfect male form as he trained regularly at the high school weight room with the rest of the team. She always enjoyed going to the Friday night games and watching him play. She liked the summer. Her law practice slowed down a lot in the summer allowing her to spend more time at home with Tommy. For his part he took care of the house maintenance, which included the outside yard work. She enjoyed sunning herself in the back yard. She wasn't a sun freak, in fact didn't like to get tanned, but she did enjoy watching Tommy, stripped to the waist, short shorts showing a very nice male butt, as he worked away cutting grass and trimming the borders. What she didn't know was that Tommy took every opportunity to steal glances at his beautiful mom as she lay there by the spa. She would turn over from time to time giving him views of her front and back. She had several bathing suits, but he like her yellow bikini best. It was very brief, and sometimes she would undo the top and lay on her stomach, and when she would turn over she would place the top to hide her nipples, but not before he had seen her succulent breasts move as she turned over, and was completely bare for a few seconds as she covered herself with the bikini top. Her nipples were prominent and must be half an inch long he thought. Very often Tommy would pleasure himself with this vision of his mother in his head, and hating himself for thinking of her like that. Chapter Two Tommy wasn't a virgin, but he had never gone steady in high school. There was a girl who really liked him, and she and Tommy had slept together often. But they knew it was a physical attraction for both of them, even though Trudy thought his friend, whose name was Evelyn, was his girl, she wasn't. Tommy had a difficult time with girls, because none of them ever measured up to his mother in his eyes. Perhaps someone will come along whom I really care about, he often thought. Tommy would have denied it, but he was obsessed with his mother's beauty, and really enjoyed looking at her, especially when she wasn't aware of it, and allowing him to see her with her guard down. For instance, one night, as he was going to bed, one of those moments happened. Trudy had turned the master bedroom into a sitting room and bedroom. It was very large, and had lots of room for an easy chair, and a small computer desk in one corner, that she used infrequently. There was even a fireplace that she and Jim had enjoyed when he was still with her. A touch of a remote control and the fire sprang to life. Very often she would sit by the fire and read before she would go to bed. Normally her door was closed, but on this particular night, the door was slightly ajar. Tommy peeked in as he went by, he was about to say goodnight, when what he saw stopped him short. Trudy was sitting in the easy chair reading. She had draped her left leg over the upholstered arm, and her right leg was pointed right and this left her legs widespread, as she read without realizing that he was outside her door. She was wearing a transparent nightgown, and a pair of white lace panties. He could see the bulge of her labia, and her breasts were quite naked under the thin transparent material. She would rock her right leg back and forth unconsciously as she read. Tommie found this extremely provocative as he watched her. He tiptoed to his room and got his camera hoping that she wouldn't stop reading. Nervously he peered in her doorway again. She was still reading. She was playing music as she read, which he hoped would cover the very quiet signal of his digital camera. He took several stills, and then, hardly believing that she was still there, he put it on the movie setting and took about 4 minutes of her in HD. Tommie was fully erect, and his hand moved to himself and staring at his mother he stroked himself, and very quickly, with this wonderful visual stimulation, he exploded. He was just in time, because just about then, she put her book down, and stood up giving him a lovely view of her rear end as she walked across the room to the bathroom. Tommy would look at that video a lot, and he printed out some of the stills and put them under his bed so he could pull them out and enjoy them. Inspired by her pictures, he began going into the house while he was doing yard work, and going upstairs, he would get out the camera and with his zoom, took pictures of his mom sunning herself. She was not so careful when she thought he was out of sight, and he was able to get some shots of her great tits. Once he came home from summer practice and when he looked down from his upstairs bedroom, Trudy was laying naked on a chaise, face down, with that gorgeous rear end, and her labia just barely visible between her naked thighs. With his zoom lens, Tommy got all of it, in great detail, and couldn't wait to print out the pictures and add them to his growing collection of "Mommy Pics", as he called them. After dinner one evening, Tommy was helping clear away, and walking by his mom, who was busy at the sink, he put his hand on her waist at her side. She immediately reacted by jerking away and saying "Oooh". "Mom, what did I do, are you OK?" She smiled at him, "I'm fine, it's just that I am very ticklish, particularly where you touched me on my sides. Your dad used to torture me after he found that out. I was just reacting, " Grinning, Tommy pinched her sides gently with his thumbs and forefingers, "Like this" he said. "Oh God, Tommy, don't do that" as she wriggled to get out of his touch that was part pleasure, and part torture. She grabbed his wrists and tried to get him to stop, but he was having fun seeing what this was doing to her as she was giggling and twisting and gyrating trying to get away from this maddening tickling yet combined with a very thrilling feeling as he continued to tickle her. "Oh Tommy, stop, please.... Stop God don't do that . . . Tommy don't,, please don't , please stop, stop, please . . . Tommy eventually stopped and looked at his lovely mother, as she giggled like a schoolgirl. Then she started to cry, "Oh Tommy, the last time that happened was with your Dad, and it just brought back a lot of memories." "Mom, I am so sorry, I didn't realize . . ." he didn't know what to say. "Hold me Tommy," She came into his arms and put her head against his chest. He could feel her breasts and her belly against him as she seemed to want to get as close as she could, and she quietly sobbed as he held her. Finally she pulled away from him and wiping her eyes, she smiled at him. "You remind me so much of Jim, and you are looking more and more like him as you get older, I love you so much, and I am so glad I have you with me everyday". Then, mischievously smiling at him she said, "I must admit though, your tickling technique is better than your Dad's" With that she gave him a peck on the cheek and went upstairs to her room. Tommy was thrilled with what had just happened. This innocent thing had turned out to be very personal, and sexually charged. He thought about the way his mother had wriggled, giggled, and twisted trying to get out of his grasp as he gave her some torture tickling, and how exciting it was when she had begged him to stop. Tommy was erect again, and went up to his room and pulled out his picture collection, fantasizing about his mother again. Trudy showered and put on her nightgown. She turned on the fire and sat in the easy chair and thought about what had happened in the kitchen. Tommy had really turned her on with that tickling. It was almost agonizing to have it done to you, but it also sent thrills through her body, turned her to jelly, and made her writhe and wriggle to get free. Jim used to drive her crazy until he couldn't take any more of her body movements, because it was a very sexual thing for him and he would finally take her and thrust into her and they would always explode together after one of these tickling episodes of foreplay. They didn't do it that often, she remembered, because they liked anticipation, and foreplay in their lovemaking. The tickling episodes made everything very quick, and were very spontaneous. Although sometimes that is just what she wanted. A few days later, after finishing up dinner, Tommy decided he wanted an excuse to physically touch his mother again. They were walking back into the living room. Trudy was wearing a short pleated skirt and a silk blouse that displayed her breasts in a most becoming way. Tommy came up quickly behind her and taking her waistline between his fingers on both sides, began to tickle her. "Oh Tommy, don't" she gasped, as her body began to quiver as he teased and tormented her with his fingers. "Stop, please, Tommy don't", she was now giggling uncontrollably as she tried to escape those maddening fingers. She was almost bent over double as she desperately tried to get away from him. Laughing and giggling she lost control, her legs had become rubbery, and she went down on the thick carpet and twisting sideways she wound up on her back, her skirt almost up to her waist. Still giggling and with her eyes closed, Tommy looked at her pussy, and without thinking put his hand between her legs, cupping her vulva, her panties were soaked through and could feel her heat, then he leaned over and kissed her putting his tongue against her lips until she opened her mouth and their tongues explored each other as her bosom heaved and she pushed against his hand between her legs as her arms went around his neck and they exchanged deep passionate kisses as his hand explored her pussy through her wet and flimsy panties. Then realization struck her, and she gasped and pushed him away. She stood up quickly as Tommy rose from the floor. "Oh Tommy darling, we can't, we just can't do that. Oh God Tommy what have we done". She turned away and quickly ran up to her room and closed the door. Chapter Three She was breathing heavily as her emotions sent her mind spinning. Trudy didn't want to face the fact that Tommy had really turned her on. She was very wet, and she could still feel the strength and touch of his hand as he had cupped her and gently fondled her as his tongue had found hers. She reached into the bedside table drawer and took out her vibrator. She slipped it between her legs and put the tip against her clit and turned it on to low power. Holding it there she lay back against the pillows and let the sensations run through her. Slipping the power bar to medium she almost immediately went into orgasm and she let the pleasure waves sweep over her before turning off the power and laying back down. The Loving Mom Languidly she showered and put on her nightclothes. Her mind had been racing. What was she to do about Tommy. She loved her son so much. He was everything to her. He was her life. She had only been out with one man since Jim had died, and that had been a fiasco. He seemed nice enough and had been highly recommended to her by her friends, but he couldn't wait to get his hand up her dress while they were in his car on the way to dinner, so she had coldly told him to take her home after moving his hand away. He angrily told her that a widow should be grateful to be able to get a little attention. That was the end of her thinking about dating. But Tommy, what would happen now? In the course of just minutes, everything had changed between them. Her legal mind told her that everything should be faced, confronted and communicated so that it could be put behind them and they could get back to normal. But the woman in her was still longing for the touch of her beautiful son. She had never had any trouble preparing for a meaningful discussion, but she didn't have any idea what to say to Tommy. Yet she knew that neither of them should try to go to sleep without getting their emotions and their feelings settled. She put on her bulky terrycloth bathrobe over her nightdress. She didn't want her body to be a distraction to him when they talked. She knocked on his bedroom door. "Come in Mom" He was sitting on his bed as she entered. "Mom I am so sorry, I had no right to touch you . . ." Trudy covered his lips with her fingers. "No you didn't, but I had no right to respond to your kisses, because that was a signal that what you were doing to me was OK. But we have to talk. I am so afraid that you want to do more, and we just can't. You are my son." His next words took her completely by surprise and she could only stare at him as he said, "I can't call you mom any more. I must call you Trudy. I don't love you like a boy loves his mother anymore. I love you as Trudy. I love everything about you, your lovely face, your intelligence, your gorgeous body. Don't ask me to promise anything that I know I can't keep. I love you very much Trudy." She was at a loss for words, "Oh Tommy, my love" she whispered, and she leaned forward to kiss him gently on the lips, but he put his arms around her and kissed her passionately and once again their tongues explored each other as their passion mounted. She gently pulled away from him, flushed and flustered a little by what he had said, and what had followed. She gathered herself and said, "I came in here to tell you that we must put everything that happened tonight behind us, and try to go back to our normal life, but you don't want that do you? She was trying to be calm and logical, but inside her heart was churning as she looked at this handsome young man who was her own blood. "It not a matter of wanting to go back, I don't want to, because I can't think of you anymore as Mom. You are now the woman I love and I want to be with you in every way." "Tommy, I won't deny that you can thrill me to death, and make me want more, but . . .I couldn't possibly be with you in every way. You are talking about an incestuous relationship, and I could never forgive myself. Could you honestly promise me that you wouldn't take advantage of our closeness if I agreed to be more that your mother?" Tommy looked at her and didn't speak for several seconds. When he did it was obviously something he was very serious about. "Trudy, I will do whatever you want me to do, just so you are comfortable and let me love you and share life with you." "Well," she said breathlessly, "If you will promise that and understand we cannot have intercourse, ever, then I would love to be with you in anyway that you want". She had come into his room with the full intention of ending something before it got along too far, and found herself giving in to his wish to make their relationship more than mother and son. Tommy smiled lovingly at his beautiful mother, and drew her to him and kissing her he gently pulled the bow that held her sash around the waist of her robe. She had not given a thought to what she was wearing under the robe, because if the little meeting had gone her way everything would be settled and she would be back in her own bedroom by now. Only a short nightgown covered her body under the thick terry cloth robe, and as Tommy slipped his hand inside the robe he explored her mouth with his tongue and cupped her breast as Trudy gave in to the emotion that coursed through her body. "Oh Tommy, you are a real man and I love how you make me feel." His hand moved down across her belly and found the hem of her nighty. He slipped his hand between her thighs and with a little pressure he got her to part her legs and allow his fingers to explore her most intimate place. He gently laid her back on his bed and pulling her robe off her he looked down at that exquisite body, as Trudy smiled at him and closed her eyes inviting him to do what he would. Tommy was now undressed and lay beside her and slowly and sensuously began an exploration of her entire body, something he had often dreamed about. It wasn't long before he had her out of her little frilly nighty and naked on his bed. She could have passed for 25 with her perfect skin and complexion. Her breasts were round and full with erect nipples that were so sensitive that her entire body quivered whenever Tommy touched them. He kissed her and then began slowly kissing and licking her making her writhe and squirm beneath him. As she lay there submitting to his caresses, she suddenly realized that if he wanted to mount her, she couldn't stop him. She must do something to prevent that or she could never live with herself. Smiling to herself, she knew she had an answer. As his head moved down to her belly she reached down and with her fingers traced along the spine of his fully erect member. He gasped at her touch, and she gently rubbed and tickled his glans, then she got up on her knees on his bed and took him into her mouth. Jim always loved this, but Jim always fucked her before he came. Tonight she must make Tommy come and prevent the unthinkable from happening. As she moved up and down his shaft Tommy began to move into her almost making her gag as he thrust further into her throat. But he came very quickly as his very expert lover brought him to climax. Trudy lay back on the bed, pleased that she had made Tommy climax so quickly. She closed her eyes and was surprised to feel him kissing her breasts again. "Tommy, what are you doing darling", "That was wonderful" he said with love pouring out of his eyes. "Now it's your turn", and with that he parted his mother's legs and took her labia in his mouth and began to stimulate her moving from her labia to her clitoris with his tongue as she began to writhe on the bed and moan with ecstasy as he continued to thrill her with his mouth and tongue. She couldn't help herself from crying out in sheer joy as her body responded, and she knew she was about to experience something she hadn't felt for five years, and her body convulsed as the first of the orgasms drove her to the brink of fainting, and she lost track of time as her body was racked with pleasure until finally, totally satisfied and exhausted, she pulled Tommy's head away from her tender pussy, and held him close to her, as he kissed her face and fondled her breasts. She reached down to him again and felt his shaft as it hardened to her touch, and then she kissed his mouth and stroked him until he came again. "Tommy darling, I've got a big day ahead tomorrow, I love you and I will never forget tonight". Standing by the bed she slipped her filmy nighty over her head and let him look at her for a few seconds, with her breasts standing out proudly against the gauzy material, and her nipples making their own mark on the fabric. Her dark bush, shaved for her bikini, look incredibly sexy to him, and he was really sorry that he had promised her not to do that which he wanted to do more than anything else in the world. "Goodnight darling" she said as she bent over him and kissed him lightly on the lips as her breasts swung down, her nipples rubbing his chest as she kissed him good night. He brushed her nipples with his hand as she stood up and quietly left his room. Tommy was so happy he couldn't believe his wonderful life. He had made love with his mom, and she was incredible. A real woman, and she loves me the way I love her. He hardly slept that night as he could hardly wait to see this beautiful woman again in the morning. A woman who had made a bargain with him that made her and him partners in a relationship destined to give them personal happiness and a lot of sexual pleasure. To erase any doubts he had about how she felt about him, Trudy came down the stairs, and came to him where he was fixing coffee in the kitchen. She put her arms around her tall, and handsome son and said, "Last night was wonderful, and I want you to know I loved what you did to me you naughty boy." Chapter 4 Trudy was really happy. She couldn't wait to get home at night to be with her lover. She loved him calling her 'Trudy' because it seemed more like they were lovers, and not mother and son. Just a few days after they had made their pact, Emily came into her office in the afternoon. Sitting across from Trudy, Emily said, "Trudy, I don't know what's going on, but I want you to know that I fully approve". Trudy blushed deep red, "Emily," she stammered, "What on earth are you talking about?" "You, you are radiant, you are happier than I have ever seen you, you are laughing and smiling, and you haven't been like this since Jim passed away. You act like you are in love all over again." Trudy chose her words carefully. "Thank you for noticing. Yes I do feel really good about everything, but no, there is no new man in my life, actually nothing has changed that much, but I think of Jim now more with good memories, and the sense of loss isn't as hurtful. And while I still think of Jim, I have a son to take care of, and I love you for your friendship and loyalty. My life is good now, and I mean to enjoy it as much as I can." Emily smiled and stood up to leave, "Well I am really happy for you, and I know that Tommy worships the ground you walk on." With that she left Trudy's office and went back to her desk. Trudy smiled to herself. If she only knew how really happy I am. Tommy had always got home before she did, and every night now he would come out to the car and greet her, and as soon as they closed the front door behind them, he would take her in his arms and kiss her slowly and passionately. As she drove home that afternoon she thought about how Emily had picked up on this lovely change in her life. As she pulled into the driveway Tommy came out of the house and opened her door for her. "Let's go out and have a romantic dinner tonight Tommy, just give me a minute to freshen up" she said as he held her after their kissing greeting. Tommy quickly went to his room and changed into a long sleeved shirt and khaki slacks and went down to wait for his mom. Soon she appeared at the head of the stairs. She had changed into a short skirt and a plunging neckline blouse. To complete the alluring effect she knew this would have on him, she was wearing particularly high heels. As Tommy looked up he could see well under her skirt from his angle of view, but he couldn't quite see her panties. She took his hand and pecked him on the cheek. "You look incredibly sexy." he said. "Well I always want to be attractive to you darling" she replied. Tommy opened the passenger door for her and as she got in she gave him a great look at a lot of thigh, and he gasped as her legs fully parted to reveal her lovely bare pussy, and then her other leg swung into the car and he closed the door admiring her legs mostly uncovered with her skirt high on her thighs. As they drove to the restaurant Trudy looked at him and said, "Tommy don't take this wrongly, but you really don't have to greet me every night in the driveway. You shouldn't have to stop what you are doing just for that." He looked at her quickly before turning his eyes back to the road. "Well I have an ulterior motive. I spend a lot of time thinking about you and the things we do together, and I know that when you come home if I get to the car fast enough, I can see those lovely legs and sometimes even more of you when you get out of the car. And then I anticipate that first kiss of the evening when we go in the house." "Why Tommy, and here I thought you were welcoming me home", and laughing she said "and all you really want is to see my legs, you naughty man". "Well, not just your legs . . ." Tommy grinned at her sheepishly as he drove. "I love your honesty Tommy, and I'll be honest with you, I skipped my underwear tonight because I thought if we went to a restaurant we could have fun while we enjoyed our meal - see" and as Tommy looked at her she raised her skirt to her waist and displayed her bareness for him. And that is exactly what they did. They chose a secluded corner booth and sat with their backs to most of the other patrons, and Tommy enjoyed her delights throughout the whole meal, while she on her part slid her hand on his thighs and pressed his erection as it bulged against his slacks. As they drove home, they were both aware of the sexually charged tension, and Tommy drove with one hand between Trudy's legs, as she reclined the seat and lay back with her eyes closed enjoying his touch. Everyone has some physical feature that is attractive to another person, and for Trudy it was Tommy's hands. They were the hands of an artist. Long, slender, delicate fingers that knew how gently, and where to touch her. She fantasized about his hands on every part of her body, and she hadn't worn panties, and had suggested a restaurant dinner, precisely so that she could enjoy those fingers between her legs as much as possible. She found that she wanted to please him as much as she could, and she would take a few moments every day to think what she could do that evening when they would be alone again. What she could wear, what they might have for dinner and all the things that would keep their relationship full of surprises for them. One of the things she enjoyed now was shopping for lingerie that she thought would please him, or for the type of clothing that would be revealing for him, but certainly not something she would wear to the office. She had even pulled out a book about keeping a happy sexual life for married couples. Jim had bought it for her as a joke present, but they had both read it and gained a lot of new ideas. As she leafed through it one slow afternoon, she came upon a very interesting fact. Young men tended to be at their sexual peak from their teen years and through the age of about thirty, while women didn't reach their peak until they were in their late twenties and then were very sexually active until they were into their late forties. "Perfect" she thought. "Tommy is going to be in tune with me for the next 12 or 15 years, no wonder he can never get enough sex". Now she understood why perhaps he couldn't seem to keep his hands off her, and he was keeping her in an almost constant state of excitement. Sometimes when they were in the heat of making love, her desire to have him break his promise overwhelmed her, and she trusted him to keep it. Sometimes though, she wished that she had never made him promise that, when her need for him inside her was leaving her wanting more. And while she knew that he would do everything he could not to break her trust, she had taken the precaution of buying some 'morning after' pills. Her husband, who had handled many cases of assault and rape had told her once that 'a man's erect penis has no conscience', thus explaining that many an act of kissing and cuddling on the part of the girl had turned into rape on the part of the man. Chapter Five Trudy took a basket of clean laundry up to Tommy's room and threw it on the bed and began folding his clothes so he could put them away when he came home. It was a lovely sunny Saturday and she had planned to get her housework done that morning and spend the afternoon reading out by the spa, and getting a little sun. Tommy would be doing some yard work, and she loved watching him being physical in his shorts, and his muscles rippling as he worked shirtless. As she folded the last of his shirts, she stooped down and picked up a piece of paper sticking out from under the bed. Turning it over she realized that it was a photograph. Of her. She was sitting in her bedroom in her easy chair reading. Her legs were wide apart with one leg casually thrown over the arm of the chair, her transparent nightgown showing her breast, and her white flimsy panties doing little to hide her pussy. Reaching under the bed, she found a stack of photographs. All of them were of her. Backyard shots in her bikini, and others just pictures of her in various candid shots. All of these pictures she was sure, had been taken before she and Tommy had discovered their need for each other. She carefully put them back under the bed. She was flattered that he had secretly admired her enough to take them, and obviously must look at them fairly often to keep them where he did. Well she would never mention them to him for fear of embarrassing him. She really didn't mind that he had done it. As she went about her housework that morning, she knew she would never mention it to him, but an idea was forming in her mind that would be fun for both of them, and would certainly spice up their sex life together. That afternoon, it was turning out just as she had planned, and she was sunning herself, half pretending to sleep as she watched him go about the business of the lawn and garden. She was on her tummy, her top was undone and laying beside her, when Tommy came over and reaching down, pulled the bows apart that were holding her bikini bottoms together. Then he pulled the flimsy garment out from under her. "You're a bad boy Tommy", she said. "I want something to look at while I work." he said grinning at her. "Well I hope you enjoy it", and she wriggled her bottom deliciously and parted her legs slightly giving him a great view between her legs. "God, I love behaving like a slut for him" she thought to herself, and she lay there conscious of her nudity, and the warm sun, and the fresh air, and she thought about what a wonderful night they would have together. "Well, once a slut, always a slut" and turning over she lay on her back, and parted her legs. Totally naked, Tommy stared at this beautiful woman who gave herself so freely, and so often to him. He only hoped that he could keep his promise. It was getting more difficult with each passing day. Chapter Six Tommy had finished his yard work, and was sitting next to her admiring her nakedness. He reached over and gently began running his fingers over her body, as she kept her eyes closed, and unconsciously moved against him as he touched her in sensitive places. She spread her legs even more, inviting his touch, but he kept teasing her and only giving her fleeting touches between her legs. "Tommy, you're a devil, and you are teasing me to death" she murmured. She suddenly stood up and taking his hand she led him inside the house and up the stairs to her bedroom, his hand found her bottom as they climbed the stairs, thrilling in feeling the motion of her as she walked up the stairs. He quickly took off his shorts and his briefs and they climbed into the king bed. He pulled her to him as they lay on their sides, and slipped his erect member between her legs and felt it slide between the heavenly lips of her labia, and the base of his shaft was rubbing her clitoris, causing her to moan with pleasure. She was moving against him now and they were exploring each other with passionate kisses. They sensed that they were both about to climax and she clutched him to her, her breasts crushed against his chest and they both were jerking convulsively as massive orgasms racked both of their bodies. The Loving Mom They lay back on the bed, and then Trudy turned to him and lay on him, her leg across his legs, and so they lay enjoying the feel of each other. "Tommy, I was wondering what you think about my body?" "Your body is beautiful, and every guy I know would like to get you in bed". "They actually say that to you" she said, a little shocked. "They wouldn't dare say that to me" he replied, "but they make comments like 'Tom Jameson's mom is drop dead gorgeous, or that you should enter the Mrs. America pageant, or I bet she looks great in a bathing suit, and that's just the beginning" "Wow, I didn't realize I was a sex object" "Anyway, yes I think you are gorgeous and I can't believe that you and I are lovers. I can't wait to get home to you at the end of the day, and I can't wait to touch you, and I think about you all the time. I have even sneaked taking pictures of you that I look at when we are not together." "Really, you have pictures of me" she said feigning surprise. "Can I see them". "You really want to seem them" he said "they are just snapshots taken when you were doing stuff". "You don't have to show them to me if you don't want to Tommy" "Why not, but don't expect too much, they aren't real great". He came back in a few moments and handed her the pictures she had seen that morning. She went through the stack slowly and then picking out the one of her reading with her legs apart she handed it to him and said, "this one is pretty sexy, even I can see that". "It's my favorite, you were moving your right leg in and out and I got very excited and I even took a movie of you, it's pretty provocative, you are a very sexy lady". "Would you like me to pose for you, and you can use your skills with a willing model and we can both enjoy your hobby?" she asked. "That would be great, when can we start?" Trudy was really pleased that he was very excited about her posing for him, and she was excited at the thought of exhibiting herself for him. They decided to have a 'session' the following day. Sunday was a perfect time as they would have all day and could take as much time as they wanted. Then Trudy turned her back to him and putting her hand behind her felt for Tommy and stroked him until she could feel his stiffness in her hand and raising her leg she put him between her legs. Then with him pressed against her bottom, she put her fingertips on his velvety head and slipped it against her clit as he began to move in and out, but this time they were able to make the moment last a long time as they would pause to avoid climax. His arms were around her cupping and fondling her breasts, feeling her aroused nipples while she massaged his member as it slid between her legs. It was deliciously sexual, and Tommy pulled back and put the head of his cock against Trudy's anus and pressed into her. "Oh Tommy, no, not there, please, you will hurt me." "I promised that I wouldn't ever enter your vagina, but this is different, and I am craving to be inside you, please let me try, if I hurt I promise to stop," "Oh Tommy, I have never done it, please be patient with me. Try with just your finger, please take it slowly, I really don't know what to expect." Trudy's mind was racing in anticipation of what she was going to do. She and Jim had never even thought about anal play, beyond him brushing her with his fingers when he was fondling her between her cheeks. Tommy slipped his fingers between her legs to get them wet, and then tentatively put the tip of his forefinger into her anus. Gently he pushed it in and she gasped as she felt his long finger entering deeper and deeper. She was clamping on him. "Trudy, please relax." he whispered to her. She took a deep breath and did as he asked as now he introduced a second finger into her. It felt a little uncomfortable, but it didn't hurt and in many ways she felt it was something that she might enjoy. The uncomfortable feeling was gone now as his fingers played inside her feeling the smooth walls of her, and he could feel her opening up as she began to relax. He exercised his fingers, and stretched her until he was able to slip a third fingertip into her as she gasped and wriggled her bottom against his touch. Very gently he slipped his fingers out of her, and then quickly slipping his cock between her legs to lubricate it, he moved the tip of his now fully erect member into her anus, and this time it began to slide in as she gasped as she felt him filling her. Then very gently he pushed the velvety head all the way in and she could feel him going deeper and deeper. He was going to come, the tightness of her, and the way the smooth walls of her were gripping him was too much for him to take. She suddenly felt him jerk as he filled her with his juices, and she was glad that she had let him do this. She found that it wasn't distasteful, or degrading, but exciting, and not unpleasant. He was becoming flaccid but still firm enough for her to feel all of him as he slowly drew out of her. "Please Tommy, go slowly, please" as the sensation of him leaving her gave her a very strange feeling, and she gasped as his large head slipped out of her. They slept after that and didn't wake up until Sunday morning. Trudy was tender after what had turned out to be an almost entire day of lovemaking. They hadn't even taken time for dinner, but had feasted on each other's bodies. Her anus was still tender as she thought about what they had done. She had lost another kind of virginity, she thought. She blushed as she realized that she had actually liked it even though it was a completely different sensation, a little discomfort but a feeling of being fully filled in a very unusual and pleasant way. Yes she would do that again, only she now knew the importance of being relaxed for it to work. It had obviously been important to Tommy to be inside her, and she had helped bring that about by her insistence that they couldn't have intercourse. So while she had allowed him access to her behind, she had liked it, and she had to admit that to herself. The very naughtiness of it had been something that added to the thrill as well, she reflected. They were both pretty much sexually satisfied on Sunday, which allowed them to be less aroused as they began their first venture into model photography. Tommy turned out to be quite creative in coming up with poses for Trudy to try. For her part she found she had a talent for being provocative, or saucy, or sexy, fitting her mood to his effort to get the 'right' picture. She modeled for him wearing dresses, short skirts, shorts, and a variety of clothing that he liked. They took a lunch break and then she posed for him wearing lingerie and high heels. By this time they were both starting to feel a need to be touching each other again, and Tommy's hands were lingering longer as he moved her and touched her to get the effect he wanted and the pose he wanted. Trudy was getting wet a little as he was beginning to feel her more and pose her less. Inevitably they paused, and he kissed her and he carried her to the couch and lay beside her and he kept kissing her while his hands explored those lovely curves. Trudy was totally turned on by the posing, and her mind flashed back to that windy day when the men had wolf whistled, and shouted comments to her when the wind had taken possession of her dress and left her fully exposed to their lust filled eyes. She had liked it just as she had enjoyed exhibiting her body for Tommy today. She liked it. "Did you like posing for me sweetheart?" Tommy asked. "I loved it, and we can do it any time you want" she said giving him a loving smile and a kiss. "Next time I will strip for you and you can take nudes if you like, and if you want me to do some very naughty poses, I can do that too". "What kind of naughty poses?" he asked innocently. "Well you seem to like me with my legs spread open. Wouldn't that be a naughty pose?" Tommy was thrilled. He was really glad now that he had shown her his 'secret stash' of pictures. It had opened up a whole new erotic experience for them, Chapter Seven They were sitting in the living room one Sunday afternoon. They had had a great weekend of lovemaking, and Trudy was laying on the couch with her knees pulled up, showing Tommy her thighs and aware that he could see her panties and the light fabric that caressed her vulva. They hadn't had much contact today, and Trudy sensed that Tommy might enjoy a little kissing and cuddling, which she always enjoyed. "I was just thinking how nice my view would be if you took off your panties". Tommy said as he broke the silence. "No my darling, my panties are staying on, and I am going to read and relax" she said as she smiled at him. "If you don't take your panties off, then you will suffer the consequences." He said with a devilish grin on his face. "Or you will what " she said, thoroughly enjoying this sexual repartee. "You are about to find out" and he stood up and advanced on her with his best Frankenstein effect, walking stiff legged and stiff-armed. "Oh no, you wouldn't, don't Tommy, I'll take them off, but no tickling" but it was too late. Tommy was over her and his fingers had found those two magic places at her sides between her hips and ribs and was driving her to desperation as he relentlessly tortured her with his tickling, and she twisted and writhed to get away they fell to the thick carpet as she gasped and screamed and giggled, and she managed to get on her stomach but he kept her trapped there as he continue to make her wriggle and squirm as he tickled her. Her skirt was up on her back and he was looking at that gorgeous behind and with one hand he pulled her panties down to her thighs, and quickly went back to driving her crazy. Trudy was going out of her mind as he continued the torture tickling that left her weak, and she knew she was getting very wet, if only he would stop, "Tommy, God Tommy, stop, please stop, Tommy rip my panties off and fuck me, please, now, don't think about it, please, please Fuck me" "But Trudy, you made me promise" Her words had stopped him and he stared down at her gorgeous ass as she continued to wriggle and writhe under him. "I don't care about the promise anymore Tommy, I release you from it, I want you in me, I need you in me, oh please Tommy" Tommy quickly stripped his pants and shorts off and he took her hips and pulled her toward him, Trudy was on her knees, her breasts dangling in front of her, her forehead on the carpet, and Tommy placed the head of his now fully erect cock at the opening of her vagina, and gently pushed into her, she reached behind her with one arm and clutched his leg hard, 'Fuck me Tommy, please" and he thrust his cock all the way inside his mother, and stroked inside her vagina, in and out, in and out, gasping with effort he came in her filling her with his juices and she shuddered as waves of pleasure went through her body as she collapsed on the carpet knowing that she had begged for it, she couldn't believe that she had begged him to do it, and she had done the unthinkable. She had actually fucked her son. There had been many times in the preceding weeks since they had made their non intercourse promise, and sometimes in the course of lovemaking, Tommy's lovely, velvety head had been at the entrance to her vagina, and she had very unwillingly pulled away from him, wondering if she hadn't pulled away if he would have gone any further. She would never know, but she did know that she wasn't sorry. She had wanted him and she had him, and she felt wonderful. They lay in each other's arms, exchanging kisses. "Please don't be angry with me sweetheart, I know you were only playing by asking me to do it, but I couldn't help myself." "Tommy, I love you, and I wasn't playing. I wanted you inside me, and I have been wanting you inside me for weeks, and I am not sorry, From now on we can satisfy each other without any hang ups. I am past that, and there won't be any children born from our love, which means that if there is no fruit, there is no incest. We will be lovers in every sense of the word, and as soon as you are rested I want you inside me again." It wasn't long before her fingers found his manhood, and she brought him to full erection again. She rolled onto her back and pulled him on to her. She wrapped her legs around his waist and began moving against him as he entered her welcoming vagina, and when he was inside her she gave him his first taste of a healthy woman's ability to exercise her vaginal muscles and firmly squeeze his penis as he gave her a most delicious fuck. Chapter Eight Things only got better after that, because in addition to having free, willing, and great intercourse, Trudy found herself insisting that he put his magnificent shaft into her ass from time to time. She had learned how to take him much more easily now, and for his part he loved how tight it was in there. He continued to meet her at the car in the evening, and always enjoyed the sight of her getting out of the car. Quite often she would take off her panties in the office and put them in her purse before leaving for home, so he never quite knew what he was going to see. They had what they called 'honeymoon trips', when they would go to some exotic place and behave like love struck sweethearts. Trudy loved this because it allowed her to wear clothing that she would never wear at home, and behave like she would never behave at home. They would make love outside on the beach or in a quiet forest glade. She discovered she liked the 'danger' of posing erotically for him out in public where sometimes a by stander would see something that they hadn't planned on him seeing. She would pose for him everywhere, and so he learned to keep his camera close by. He knew that she was as much female as he could handle. One might think that the following year when Tommy graduated and was set to go off to the university, that it might have all ended. Actually that isn't what happened. They remained devoted to each other, and managed to keep their lives full of sexual anticipation for each other. Tommy couldn't wait to get back for holidays and the summer breaks. Their love continued without pause. After six years, Tommy got his law degree and came home and they announced in the paper that the firm was again Jameson and Jameson. Like his father, Tommy became a fine defense attorney. For Trudy it was perfect. There was another Jameson in the law office, and there was another Jameson exciting her in her bed.