SON HELPS MOM WITH PAYING THE BILLS
SON HELPS MOM WITH PAYING THE BILLS
Sex Story Author: | FrameByFrame |
Sex Story Excerpt: | His cock was obviously stiffening and pressing against the fabric of his shorts, causing an impressive tent to form against |
Sex Story Category: | Blowjob |
Sex Story Tags: | Blowjob, Cheating, Coercion, Fiction, Incest, Male / Older Female |
After my son, Brad, left for college, my husband decided he liked his secretary better than me, and he divorced me. I was caught totally by surprise, because – even at 42 – I was still an attractive blonde, with a nice body and big, natural tits. And, sure – his secretary was much (much) younger, but she wasn’t terribly attractive, and was almost flat-chested……but, then, maybe that was the point. I really didn’t want to give it much thought.
Anyway, I got the house in the settlement, but it came with a mortgage and other bills that I struggled to pay each month. I got a job in a local store, but my paycheck didn’t always cover all of my normal expenses. I always seemed to be a few dollars short.
When my son graduated from college, he got a good-paying job, and he occasionally helped me with my monthly bills. After about a year, or so, he got married and, thankfully, moved only a short distance away, which meant he could stop by on occasion to help me out, which he did frequently.
One time when he stopped by, I was sitting at the kitchen table poring over bills that I knew I couldn’t pay. When he came into the kitchen, he could see my angst and walked up behind my chair and gently rubbed my shoulders, asking, “What’s up, mom? You look really stressed out.”
I pointed to the bills on the table and said, “It’s just more of the same…..I have more bills than money. Do you think you can help me out again this month?”
Brad stepped to the side of my chair and with his hand on my right shoulder, pulled me over against him in a sort-of-hug that had my head resting on torso, just below his naval.
“Don’t worry about it, mom. We’ll figure something out…..but I think we have to change things up a bit.”
Still leaning against his lower torso, I said, “What do you mean? What has to change?”
Brad moved his hand from my shoulder to the side of my head and began gently stroking my hair, while still pulling my head so that it rested against him. “I think we need to come to an arrangement in exchange for all this financial support I’m giving you.”
It didn’t register right away what he was talking about, but when he stopped stroking my hair and slipped his hand inside my shirt, grabbing a handful of boob, it began to sink in. I never wore a bra around the house, so his hand was squarely on my naked breast, kneading and squeezing my 36DD tits.
I don’t know why, but I didn’t pull away from him, I just looked up at him and said, “What the hell are you doing, Brad? I’m your mother!”
With his hand still inside my shirt, massaging my right breast, and finding my nipple with his thumb and forefinger, he said, “I know, mom, but I’ve always had the hots for you….I even used to think of you whenever I jerked off at home before I left for college. Now that I’m helping out so much financially, I think it’s time I got something in return that I’ve wanted for a really long time.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing and, with my head still resting against the front of his hips, I became extremely aware of the growing lump down one leg of his loose basketball shorts.
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