I love my son Daniel

This is a story about something simply beautiful between a mother and her son.

It was a hot summer day; the heat seemed to knock the air of you when you walked outside. I naturally was outside laying by the pool in our back yard. Now, I have always considered myself a beautiful woman for 43 years old. I have had many men tell me so through the years. I am 5’3” tall and I weigh about 125 pounds. I have long curly naturally red hair, and I have 32C bust. No, not the biggest breasts in the world but they are proportionate to the rest of me. Now back to my story.

I have been divorced for nearly ten years now and I have a twenty year old son who would rather live with me than live with his father and his twenty-four year old girlfriend. We have always managed to get along the two of us; never had any bad arguments or anything, and he was always able to speak to me about things that normally his father would have taken care of; such as girls and kissing and things of that nature.

I knew many years ago that Daniel had been masturbating when he thought I wasn’t around. I would often find that his underwear would have many cum stains on them. Of course this never bothered me; after all I know that young men have needs just as anyone does. There was only one instance before the one I am about to tell that I caught Daniel jerking-off. He was thirteen at the time and I could hear a strange sound coming from his room, so I ran upstairs to see what was wrong. When I opened the door Daniel was at his computer watching porn with headphones on so I couldn’t hear it. I could see that he had one hand on the mouse and the other tugging his shaft very ferociously. Without a sound I turned around and left him to his business. I can remember have a small smile come across my face as I left his room that day, and ever since then I have tried to knock before I came into his room.

He was nearly grown now an adult legally, but to me he would always be my little boy. The thought of him growing up and leaving soon saddened me, leaving me to be alone in this big house. Of course I would think about my friends keeping me company and this would lighten my mood somewhat. Now as I was saying I was laying by the pool tanning when Daniel came sneaking up to me and yelled BOO! Right behind my ear. I jumped up off the towel he scared me so bad. When I did this my bikini top popped right off. All I could do was try to cover them with my forearm and race for the top.

“Damn it Daniel how many times have I told you not to do that,” I said.
“Wow, sorry Mom I didn’t for that to happen. I just thought you would jump a little that’s all”
“Well…you scared me half to death; now turn around so I can put my top back on”
“Alright, alright mom,” he laughed

(I would be lying if I told you that I was not upset at, but I am also really quick to forget about it and just go on with the day.)
After I got my top back on I turned around and gave Daniel a hug and said, “Its okay baby, I was just in deep thought.” As I pushed up against him for the hug I could that he had an erection as it was poking me in my stomach. It took me off guard a little when it happened but I played it off like I didn’t notice anything.

The rest of the day was nearly perfect. I had finished tanning and started preparing dinner, just as I finishing setting out the plates Daniel came running down stairs and sat down at the table. “Hey mom. What’s for dinner?”

“I made a Cesar salad and some baked Tilapia”

“Sounds good.