‘honey, thats okay. we all are different.’ tears slipped down my face and i was so embarresed. my mom pulled me close hugging me to her chest and ...esting my head on her right breast. my tears wet her silk robe and outlined her nipple, guiding me to where it was. slowly i reached up and stroked her nipple, only to recieve and jumo from my mom. i quickly ran upstairs as i had just stoked my moms nipple and laid on my bed. my mom came upstairs andsat on the edge of my bed and placed her had on my. "Why do you want to hear that?" I asked."I'm a divorce attorney, Jeff. I know a lot about broken marriages," she replied.Donna Reed disappeared to be replaced by Perry Mason who inquired, gently but firmly, about Elaine and me. A few hours and several glasses of wine later, Becky took my hand."Enough talk. I want to go to bed," she said."It's been a lovely evening. Thanks for inviting me," I replied.She laughed. "I meant go to bed with you. I hear you're a tiger." You know about last night?" Of. Day by day she became close to my mom. For me at first just hi bye then about studies and still later she used to talk generally like a friend but nothing about sex. Whenever I see her I used to imagine her in my bed and used to masturbate. Day by day my lust towards her was increasing. Adding to it, her bedroom was next to mine. I can hear her moans whenever they make out. I always wanted her in bed but I was kind of, scared of consequences. Once her hubby went to trip on office work and at. “God Michael, can you see how wet I am? I can’t help it…it just happens. Let’s go for a swim” she said as she reached out her hand. I stood up and as I started to take my shirt off she put her hand on mine “Let me.” She whispered. Gently she undid each button and removed my shirt. She then knelt down in the sand, and looking straight up into my eyes, she unbuttoned my shorts and lowered my zipper. Nature had taken its course and I had a raging erection that required her to kind of work around,.