Measuring my cum Pt. 13

As I regained my composure, mom got up off the bed and started to walk over to her mirrored wardrobe.

I loved watching her walk about in the nude. Her tits wobbled from side to side, as did her glorious full buttocks, the juicy, ample flesh on them jiggling up and down, and from side to side as she did so.

She bent her face towards the mirrored front of the wardrobe and plucked something out of the corner of one eye with a finger, and looked at her reflection. Fuck, her full, curvy ass looked so damned sexy, angled to one side, as she stood there naked with her back to me!

“Let’s get something to eat,” she said, as she looked at her reflection.

“Ok,” I replied. I was feeling hungry too.

“Tell you what,” she said, “You get dressed and go down, and I’ll be there in a few minutes, after I think of something to put on.”

“You don’t have to,” I said cheekily, as I walked passed her to the door.

She gave me a friendly slap on one butt cheek as I passed her, and said with a giggle, “Dirty boy.”

I went to my room, and put on a t-shirt, boxer shorts and jeans, and then went downstairs to the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of coke from the fridge and sat down at the kitchen table, waiting for mom to come down. I sipped on my drink, and wondered what she would wear, smiling to myself at my joke earlier in the bedroom.

Then, I remembered the envelope Dr. Taylor had given us. I had l left it on the small table next to the front door. I got up quickly, and hurriedly walked into the hallway to retrieve it.

Grabbing the envelope, I went back into the kitchen table and sat down again. I was just about to slip my finger under the seal of the envelope, when I heard mom’s footsteps at the top of the stairs. I decided to hold my curiosity in check, and open it in her presence, just in case she became a bit annoyed I didn’t open it in front of her.

Soon, she came in and I was a little surprised to see she was just wearing a white, full-length bathrobe. Maybe she had decided to listen to my request after all, as I wondered if she had anything on underneath!

“I’ve got the envelope the doctor gave us,” I said keenly, as she walked in.

“Let’s eat first,” she replied. “That can wait a bit. Omelette ok?”

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As we eat, we talked small talk about how my studies were going at college. I think mom intentionally kept off the subject of what the doctor had said, and I decided not to bring it up. It was kind of funny how mom just ‘switched off’ the sexual part of what we did together. But it kind of turned me on too, as she sat there at the kitchen table, and talked just like any middle aged mother might have done to her son, knowing just how slutty she could be too, when her lust took over.

After we finished eating mom said, “Bring the envelope in the living room. We’ll open it there and discuss things further. Oh, and do the washing up for me, honey.”

Mom got up to go to the living room whilst I did my chores.

My anticipation was high as I rinsed the dishes, going a bit quicker than normal. I wanted to see what the doctor had written!

After drying my hands, I picked up the envelope and walked quickly into the living room.

Mom was sitting on the one end of the cream coloured three seater sofa, still fully covered up in her bathrobe.

“Come and sit next to me honey,” she said.

I liked the way she had recently started to call me ‘honey’.

I sat down, still holding the envelope.

“Open it up, and hold it between us so we can both read it at the same time,” she said.

I almost ripped it open, and took a single sheet of white A4 sized paper out.