” “If that is how you want it,” she purred as she lifted her nightie off over her head. This gave me my first good look at her naked melons whi...h caused me to gasp. Liz slid backward off my lap onto the couch beside me and finished unbuttoning my shirt. She clasped my hand in hers as she stood up and pulled us together. We kissed soulfully caressing one another’s backs as her hands deftly pushed my shirt off of my shoulders and arms letting it fall to the floor. She latched onto my hand once. “Can you tell me why this happened?”“No, Mom,” I responded. “I don’t know how it happened, just that it did.”I took a deep breath, gulped, and feeling I was taking my life into my hands, I continued, “I liked it, Mom.”“How can you say that, Rick? We shouldn’t have made love. We’re mother and son. Not man and woman.”That was twice she labeled what we had done as “making love”. Was that a hint? I decided on a bolder response.“Mom, I love you and you love me. Making love together was just a larger. "Nikki picked up her knickers from the chair and rubbed the soft cotton of the rear panel between her fingers. I swallowed heavily as I watched, trying not to think of the fact that, the previous day, that same material had been covering her bum. Then, so suddenly that I could do nothing to avoid it, her hand darted out and she touched the thicker heavy cotton of my briefs at my hip. I felt her fingers open the leg hole a little as she compared the two garments."Yeah, you're right. It is much. Tell me who it is, and I’ll cooperate.”“Okay, that tall, red-headed guy with the long-sleeved tee. He’s dancing with the short blonde with the pixie cut.”“And the other attributes. Don’t worry; yours look real.”“That’s not the problem. Now, he is a real pervert.”“An unreal pervert isn’t the nicest thing I’ve been called. On the other hand, you’re the nicest girl who has ever called me that. I’ll take it.”“Watch where you put that hand, buster.”“With you in between, I can hardly watch it. On the.