He really needed aMom about now.Once he had got dressed, he headed down to the kitchenwhere his Mom already had two huge sundaes whipped up.They sat d...wn at the kitchen table across from oneanother. Even with his Mom's warm attitude and kindwords, he didn't know what to say to her.He still felt a strong tension between them that shedid not seem to. He had tried to fuck his Mom lastnight and again just this morning. What did she thinkabout it? She showed no outward signs of embarrassment,she. She came up behind me and started to unhook my bra. I watch her movements in the mirror. As she unhooked my bra she looked at me over my shoulder. Our eyes locked as she moved her hands up my shoulders and under my bra straps. She seductively lowered by bra revealing my small firm breasts. I saw her eyes move from my eyes in the mirror to my breasts. My nipples were so hard. My breathe was taken away. My bra fell to the floor, and her hands cupped my breasts. She nuzzled her mouth to my neck. White drapery hung from the rafters; the whole room looked as though it was glowing. You seemed to be glowing, too."You clean up nice," you comment, noticing my dress shirt and black slacks."Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself," I reply."I'm pretty sure we've already covered that subject," you say, brushing your hand past mine as you walk towards our table. I pause for a second, slightly shocked by the signal you've just sent.Coming to, I quickly make my way to the table and sit down. Greg was a decent partner, and we were learning more advanced movements every week. Of course he was only my dance partner, I was actually going out with Steve, another of the group.Steve however already had a great partner, he and Cherry (her actual name) had been doing more advanced things for over a year. And when the session ended he came and gave me a kiss as we changed. Dancing shoes in the bag, the long dress I wore into the bag and a loose T went over the sports bra I wore, and hung.