Sexting my son 4

Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest, anything but that for me. I had butterflies in my stomach. I knew that I would be doing something with my son today, I just didn’t know how far I would take it. I dressed normally and forced myself into the kitchen. Daniel sent a text.

Daniel. What are you wearing

Me. Normal mom stuff

Daniel. K

He trudged into the kitchen thankfully wearing cutoffs with a belt and a decent shirt. We had breakfast almost in silence, I think we were having a hard time separating the text from real life. We went to our rooms barely speaking to each other.

Daniel. Any plans today?

Me. Just hanging out with you, I don’t want texts to be the only way we communicate but I’ve changed so much since we started, I’m just feeling awkward.

Daniel. Me too but I adore you mom, I love what you’re doing. What we’re doing.

Me. I know it’s wrong but I am feeling thrills here that we’re never mine to feel before. I just don’t feel ready to quit, not this weekend yet anyway.

Daniel. Just not this weekend.

With that it seemed like this was all possibly coming to an end, what would I do if this really were my last day? Am I ready for the real world?

With Daniel staying in his room I changed into my new outfit. I stripped down and put on my sheer nylon top that showed my breasts, nipples and all. Then a set of black nylons that at first you might mistake as my spandex, till you realize that they too were sheer. I crept out of my room so Daniel might not know I was out and about. I needed time to adjust to the idea of walking around basically naked and on display, knowing that my son could walk out of his room and catch me like that.

Feeling naked and sexy I started texting with my son.

Me. So what things do guys think of doing with a girl.

Daniel. Different things, sucking on their tits or sucking on their pussies or doing it with them.

Me. Describe “doing it”

Daniel. Shoving their cock up inside the girl.

Me. This is what they think of when they’re horny or when they are turned on?

Daniel. Both

Me. When you said you were getting blue balls from me before, were you turned on or horny.

Daniel. Oh come on

Me. No really, I want to know, no mentioning it out loud either.

Daniel. I was both, turned on and horny

Me. Did you think of those things about me?

Daniel. All of them.

I quietly walked from room to room catching glimpses of myself in a mirror here and there, I really was on display.