“Mom, wake up,” Eric said as he gently shook his sleeping mother.” When she opened her eyes he said, “We’re home.”
“Oh, I guess I dozed off.”
“You were snoring,” Eric laughed.
“I’m sorry. I always get sleepy when I drink wine.” Melissa watched as Eric jumped out of the car and rushed around to open the door for her and help her out. Then he put his arm around her and they walked up the sidewalk toward the house.
When they were inside, he stopped. “Thanks Mom, that was a great evening, especially the part about Switzerland. But, you know what? Talking to you was great too. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but I really appreciate that you’re interested.”
“You’re welcome,” Melissa said as she stared into her son’s pretty blue eyes. “It was nice for me too.” The room suddenly grew very quiet. For some odd reason her heart started to beat faster. Without realizing it their lips moved slowly toward each other. When they touched, it was like an electric current had begun charging through her. She tingled from head to toe.
For reasons Melissa would never admit to herself, she allowed Eric to squeeze her tight and work his lips against hers. Her arms went around his shoulders as his lips parted. The tip of his tongue entered her mouth …
“Mmmmm,” Melissa moaned deep in her throat.
Suddenly the spell was broken when the telephone rang. They both jumped. Melissa quickly pulled away, or more correctly staggered away. She walked in a trance to the jangling telephone. “He … hello,” she stuttered. “It’s Tony, for you,” she said, holding the phone to Eric, a clear look of disappointment, or maybe relief, on her face.
Eric appeared to be in a fog as well. “Uh … hi, Tony. Yeah, I was out getting a pizza. Naw, I don’t want to go out tonight. It’s after ten already. I know, but I only said maybe.” He paused and listened. “Brenda and Julie want to double date, huh?”
Melissa couldn’t help showing a frown as she stared at her son.
“No, I still think I’ll stay home. By the way, my Mom won a trip for us to Switzerland. Yes, we’re leaving Monday. ” The two boys talked for a few more minutes. Apparently Eric’s friend was still trying to convince him to go out. It didn’t work.
Melissa hurried to the shower before Eric’s conversation was over. She let the almost cold-water rush over her as she tried to wash the excitement of the conversation and kiss from her mind. It had definitely excited her. It was almost overwhelming that she had kissed her own son like that. However briefly, their lips had touched and his tongue had touched hers. She could still almost feel his tongue in her mouth. She didn’t know what would have happened if the phone hadn’t rang.
A few minutes later she stepped out of the shower and used a large fluffy towel to dry. She walked out of the bathroom and sat down at her vanity, looking at herself in the mirror. Her face was still flushed and she could still feel twinges of excitement rushing through her. She rubbed her thighs together and felt a ripple of excitement between her legs. She thought for a moment about finishing what she had started that morning. “No,” she said out loud and stood up.
She put on her nightgown, the same one she had on this morning, and walked out of the bedroom and down the hall to say goodnight to Eric. When she reached his room, she raised her hand to tap on the door. However, she found the door partially open. When she peeked through she gasped at what she saw … Eric lying on the bed naked and he had his cock in his hand. Her face suddenly felt flushed again and her heart started beating rapidly. She knew that she should turn away, but her eyes were drawn to his strong, young athletic body.