A Lonely Mom Loves Her Son Ch. 4 – 5

Chapter 4

I never got up the rest of the night. I hoped that Ethan made himself some dinner and wasn’t waiting for me to do it. I was afraid to even face him. How could I without wanting to jump his bones? How could we ever go back to the relationship we had before now that we’d been intimate? He’s right, of course, that it doesn’t make sense to worry about what others would think when they’d never know about it to even think about it. That’s a waste of worrying. The real worry is could we really make sure no one ever knew about it? Would Ethan accidentally say something that would make someone at least suspect we were being intimate? Would people see that we look at each other differently or act more like lovers than mother/son in public. Would it really be possible to keep this a secret?

That’s what it all came down to for me. Not whether it was right or wrong. There was no question that I’d love to feel my son’s hard cock in my pussy or in my ass for that matter. There’s no one in this world I love more than him. Why not express that love physically. It all came down to the secrecy. Secrets always come out eventually. And this would be a big secret. It’s not only illegal because it’s incest; it’s illegal because he’s a teenager and I’m more than ten years older than him. I could end up in prison for a long time for the crime of loving my son. It would be bad for me; I can’t imagine how bad it would be for him. This is no small decision.

I got up the next morning, did my bathroom duties, and then went down to the kitchen to make some breakfast and some coffee. I was still naked. As I was cooking breakfast, Ethan came down wearing some basketball shorts. By the looks of the chubby in his shorts, I was sure he wasn’t wearing underwear. He came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. They didn’t stay there long and he raised them up to cup my tits. He squeezed and played with them and then flicked and pinched my nipples. I felt myself already start to get wet. I asked him to stop while I cooked so that I didn’t burn one of us. I put breakfast down on the table and we started eating.

“Ethan,” I said, “I’ve been thinking all night and I still don’t really have an answer. What I’m down to is just our ability to keep this a secret. I want nothing more than for us to be able to show our love for each other openly. To be blunt, I want nothing more than to feel your beautiful hard cock in my pussy. I want you so bad it hurts. I shouldn’t, but I do. I can’t deny it. So, I don’t care that it’s incest. I don’t care you’re underage. We have each other and we want each other. I can’t deny that. I’m just concerned that secrets never stay a secret. I know you wouldn’t intentionally tell someone, but could we really always act as a regular mother and son in public when we act as lovers in our home? Would someone see how we look at each other and not be suspicious. Could you always resist touching me when we are in public? Lovers can’t seem to be able to do that. And make no mistake. If we continue with this, that’s exactly what we’ll be. We’ll be lovers. If we do this, I will give myself to you totally. I don’t love half way. I don’t have confidence that we can keep this secret.